<?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-8640046</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:51:38.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a_princess'_confessions</title><subtitle type='html'>its a princess's life... rar!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8640046.post-111346287592415434</id><published>2005-04-14T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T15:14:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilt galore.</title><content type='html'>well.. my guilt galore has been touched by this.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. read. dig through my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear  jackie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to apologize for the VERY late reply..i was in batangas where I took some time to just unwind which actually meant catching up on my sleep for most of the days..really sorry about that…anyways here is the reply  I promised you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading your letter was a very emotional experience to say the least. I had mixed emotions actually, that’s why I tried to send you some txt mssges almost right after reading it. I felt I needed to reassure you that  my faith in you is still there…and WILL always be there. I still think of you as one my best students and that has never changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears that day didn’t totally stem from my disappointment in you. I guess in a way I was also asking myself if I was able to help you, guide you when I had the chance to do so.  I asked myself if I failed in watching over you to make sure that your decisions are guided….i feel partly accountable for that. But jackie, if there is one lesson I hope I have left flaming in your heart, it is the capacity to forgive oneself and rise above the mistakes we make, no matter how difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be humble and let life’s lessons teach you that we are far from perfect. Take everything with a grain of salt, so they say. But let me add…”..and with loads of faith”. We are bound to carry all kinds of crosses in this lifetime and if any, they are supposed to make us see and understand the magnificence and significance of the resurrection. There is LIFE after each suffering. (ok..i know it sounds like a CLE lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, deciding to leave the school is an option that you have but can I ask you to please think about this twice,,,thrice…100 times? Running away from the shadow of the past isnt going to solve it…you know the best way to get rid of the shadow? FACE IT. Don’t be too harsh on yourself. Some people have done worse and there are many who are going through more difficult and stressful times. I can see that youre having a hard time accepting your mistake. Be brave and think farther ahead. Life doesn’t end with high school. You may have spoiled your chances at graduating with honors or even heading the committee you have worked so hard for, but those things do not measure the kind of person you have become. I feel that whatever achievements you dream of achieving had things not gone wrong, lack in value for the lessons you have learned from this experience. Now you know better…understand more….you have grown. You might say, for such a high price…and id say YES…one man paid the price with his own life….just so we can understand what he has been teaching us about life and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers are with you…and your family. But pls say a prayer for your parents too. I know that they also need it.  Pray for your friends…I know I have no right to ask you to give up your friendship with these boys…but believe me, staying away from them for now will do you much good…its one sacrifice I hope you wont deny yourself and your family. So for now, don’t fan the embers by associating with them so soon. Give it time. Learn to wait. In the meantime, give yourself time to heal…everything will be ok, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make one promise…and that is, that I will be here if you need me…if you need someone to talk to…txt me…or write me…call me if u want ...u know where I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care my dear….remember…”like all things…this too shall pass”…I love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ms grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-111346287592415434?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/111346287592415434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=111346287592415434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111346287592415434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111346287592415434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/04/guilt-galore.html' title='guilt galore.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-111280373820049291</id><published>2005-04-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:08:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. jackie&lt;br /&gt;2. jaxx&lt;br /&gt;3. ja-ie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. keilantra&lt;br /&gt;2. tipsy0mystique&lt;br /&gt;3. princess_jackie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. achiever&lt;br /&gt;2. athletic&lt;br /&gt;3. adventurous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. too emotional&lt;br /&gt;2. immature&lt;br /&gt;3. figure? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. being alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;2. scary movies&lt;br /&gt;3. MMDA. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. internet&lt;br /&gt;2. excercise&lt;br /&gt;3. music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. pjs&lt;br /&gt;2. diamond earrings&lt;br /&gt;3. topaz necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS (or artists (at the moment)):&lt;br /&gt;1. armor for sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;3. 311&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:&lt;br /&gt;1. jopay-mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;2. love song- 311&lt;br /&gt;3. prom- sugar free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:&lt;br /&gt;1. go out of the country by myself&lt;br /&gt;2. pass entrance exams for college&lt;br /&gt;3. go to another school for senior year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (love is a given):&lt;br /&gt;1. respect&lt;br /&gt;2. trust&lt;br /&gt;3. honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm numb2&lt;br /&gt;. i'm sick&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. smile&lt;br /&gt;3. character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;2. accept im fat.&lt;br /&gt;3. stop eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. going to the gym&lt;br /&gt;2. eating&lt;br /&gt;3. web designing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. go to the gym&lt;br /&gt;2. drive. i miss my car.&lt;br /&gt;3. lose weight. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. medicine&lt;br /&gt;2. modelling (yeah. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;3. advertising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. europe.. explore.&lt;br /&gt;2. carribean cruise... experience&lt;br /&gt;3. new york... routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;1. dakota&lt;br /&gt;2. lindsay&lt;br /&gt;3. jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. model&lt;br /&gt;2. sing (majorly huge concert.) haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. tell everyone how i feel about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-111280373820049291?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/111280373820049291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=111280373820049291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111280373820049291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111280373820049291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/04/three-names-you-go-by-1.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-111276043530096670</id><published>2005-04-06T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T12:07:15.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOT 16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUCTION: YES or NO lang. WalangDEPENDE. Lagyan mo na rin kung bakit. okay?!&lt;br /&gt;~~ A. NAGAWA mo na bang.. ~~&lt;br /&gt;1. Maglakad sa kalye khit d ka pa nagsusuklay athihilamos sa umaga?~oo naman. umaalis pa nga eh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;2. Tumawid sa baha ng Espana?~di pa..&lt;br /&gt;3. Maligo sa ulan na walang bra/brief?- oo.. naka-swimsuit ako. haha!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tumawid sa no jaywalking zone?- always. haha! tamad akong maglakad&lt;br /&gt;5. Magdial ng mga number sa telepono ng mgataong d mo kilala?~ oo. haha! tsss..&lt;br /&gt;6. Maglagay ng thumbtacks sa upuan ng teachermo?~ nope..&lt;br /&gt;7. Magsulat sa pader ng school?~ oo! dami nanamang vandals eh..umepal ka na rin!&lt;br /&gt;8. Magsulat sa puno?~ can't remember.. guess not.&lt;br /&gt;9. Umakyat sa bakod ng school?~ oo.. madalas akong sumabit..:p haha!&lt;br /&gt;10. Magpanggap na ibang tao sa telepono?~ oo naman.. pero di ko kaya..:p hehe!&lt;br /&gt;11. Isumbong ang kaklase mong pinakopya mo nanataasan ka pa?~ nope.. haha! kapal ko naman..&lt;br /&gt;12. Halikan ang crush mo habang tulog?~ hmm.. nope!&lt;br /&gt;13. Awayin ang school guard nyo?~ndi.. bespren ko un eh! hahah!..&lt;br /&gt;~~ B. KAYA mo bang.. ~~&lt;br /&gt;1. Mag shop lift?~ super small stuff lang. haha!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pindutin ung fire alarm sa bldg nio?~ nope.. eckkk..&lt;br /&gt;3. Tapikin sa balikat ung priest sa simbahan?~ nah..&lt;br /&gt;4. Patayin ung speaker o ung microphone ngteacher mo?~ unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;5. Matulog ng walang damit sa ibang bahay?~nope. haha!&lt;br /&gt;6. Dayain ang grades mo?~ sa mga homework&lt;br /&gt;7. Magbihis sa harap ng mga tao.~ oo naman! haha!=))&lt;br /&gt;8. Itago ang phone ng kaibigan mo?'~ siyemps..:p&lt;br /&gt;9. Mag pretend na galit sa friend mo?~ madaLas.:P&lt;br /&gt;10. Manutok ng baril?~ wala akong baril eh. hiram muna..:P&lt;br /&gt;~~ C. BINALAK mo na bang? ~~&lt;br /&gt;1. Makipag live in sa bf/gf ng best friend mo?~ nope.&lt;br /&gt;2. Makipag date sa crush ng bestfriend mo?~ hah:)) oo!&lt;br /&gt;3. Mang agaw ng bf/gf ng may bf/gf?~ siyemp.:p&lt;br /&gt;4. Magtulak ng drugs?~ haha:))&lt;br /&gt;5. Mag utos ng tao para pumatay?~ pwede ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;6. Magpanggap na patay ka na?~ di kaya eh.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;7. Mangolekta ng limos sa kalsada?~ ma-try nga mamaya..:p&lt;br /&gt;9. Maglagay ng patay na ipis sa upuan ng kaawaymo?~ ipis? bahala ka!&lt;br /&gt;10. Magpadala ng death threat?~ ba yan. kaw kaya patayin ko?&lt;br /&gt;~~ FINISH ~~&lt;br /&gt;Bilangin mo ung yes mong sagot then ilagay mo satitle ng message na ito, kapag 15 pataas ung yesmo, WELCOME TO THE CLUB ng mga taongmalalakas magtrip!!!&lt;br /&gt;15+ Hayop ka, lahat nalang ng trip sa buhayginawa mo na.. ewan ko ba, siguro meron pa jangmas grabe na ginawa mo!! YOU'RE IN!!!&lt;br /&gt;14 to 11 - malapit lapit ka na... konting lakas nalang ng loob!! YOU'RE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;10 - 7 - moody kang tao. wala lang. bastamaisipan mo yun na..&lt;br /&gt;6 - below - BORING KANG KASAMA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-111276043530096670?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/111276043530096670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=111276043530096670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111276043530096670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111276043530096670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/04/got-16-instruction-yes-or-no-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-111275981461693249</id><published>2005-04-06T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T11:56:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just read.</title><content type='html'>1. are u serious wen it comes torelationships?-&gt; i'll tell you. if i have one.&lt;br /&gt;2. are you afraid of commitments?-&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3. are u a risk taker?-&gt; u-huh.&lt;br /&gt;4. wat can u say abt long distancerelationships?-&gt; it has its own ups and downs. pero if you come to think of it.. it isn't good for the welfare of your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;5. can u luv a person hu doesnt love u?-&gt; yeah. maybe that's why i love him/her. haha.&lt;br /&gt;6. do actions speak louder than words?-&gt; of course they do.&lt;br /&gt;7. hav u felt/found true love?-&gt; family, friends.. hell  yeah. lifetime partner... no. not yet.&lt;br /&gt;8. how can u say that a person luvs you?-&gt; when they make you feel special, he/she is always there for you, and they're not ashamed of what they feel and they'll be ready to stand up fo it.&lt;br /&gt;9. are you good in handlingrelationships?-&gt; no.. i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;10. willing to give everything?-&gt; nope. not right now.&lt;br /&gt;11. best thing uve learned from loving?-&gt; loving is giving someone the power to hurt you, but trusting them not to.&lt;br /&gt;12. do u demand ur luv1 to change intosomething he/she is not?-&gt; nope. ima love him for whatever he is. that way, the relationship could last.&lt;br /&gt;13. wud u let go of some1 u love?-&gt; why? if its good enough.. if he wants it that way.. hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;14. are u a one woman/man &amp;amp; vice versatype of person?-&gt; no. haha. i don't think so.. (oh yeah.. many can testify to that.)&lt;br /&gt;15. Is sex important in a relationship?-&gt; relationship as husband and wife.. but as girlfriend, boyfriend.. yeah.. its important that you DONT.&lt;br /&gt;16. how do u express ur luv to sm1?-&gt; it prevails on its own way.&lt;br /&gt;17. wat is the major reason of a break up?-&gt; miscommunications, misunderstanding, jeaousy, many factors really.&lt;br /&gt;18.most important ingredient in arelationship?-&gt; love, trust, understanding&lt;br /&gt;19.ever regret loving someone?-&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt;20. one thing u hate abt lov?-&gt; the possibility of getting hurt, and hurting the person you love.&lt;br /&gt;21. one thing u like about love?-&gt; someone making you feel special.. and of course having someone complete your life..&lt;br /&gt;22.worst thing u did to a love one?-&gt; break their trust.&lt;br /&gt;23. are you in love?-&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;24. with whom?-&gt; n/a&lt;br /&gt;25. do u have a bf/gf?-&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt;26. why?-&gt; i'm not ready for a commitment yet.&lt;br /&gt;27. are you a hopeless romantic?-&gt; yeah. hahah. HOPELESS.&lt;br /&gt;28. do you get tired of loving?-&gt; yeah. but.. i guess that isn't loving at all eh?&lt;br /&gt;29. who has changed your view aboutloving?--&gt; everyone whom i have loved and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;30. message to your lovED one?--&gt; to everyone: THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;31. Message for all the lovers?-&gt; you'll never miss the water till' its gone.&lt;br /&gt;32. message para sa mga PDA?? (e.g.kiss sa public place)--&gt; get a room. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-111275981461693249?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/111275981461693249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=111275981461693249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111275981461693249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111275981461693249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-read.html' title='just read.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-111200924579151729</id><published>2005-03-28T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:27:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live life per day</title><content type='html'>ok.. so.. i can say.. now.. im.. happy?&lt;br /&gt;well.. i really don't know.. just NUMB i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;aloha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-111200924579151729?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8640046.post-111157405349494401</id><published>2005-03-23T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:34:13.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes.. life's a bitch for short. we've made choices that makes us go the wrong way.. but tis too what makes life worth living.. all those shortcuts, longcuts, hard or easy.. all those give thrills to our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. i've come to think of this.. are those REALLY WORTH doing? i feel as if i've wasted my life. i became so inconsiderate, that even myself, i have disregarded of providing a bright future.but.. whatever i did.. i cannot re-do. i can just redeem myself of it. i can just make up for it. and i can never ever run away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i symphatize with your whole world being dark.. i know just how dark it could be. i know how it freaking hurts to know that you have let go of something you were so sure of. i know how it bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got pieces of advice for you.&lt;br /&gt;*be true to yourself&lt;br /&gt;*follow your heart when in doubt&lt;br /&gt;*don't ever let go of your beliefs.. stick to it*think of the long term consequences in making decisions&lt;br /&gt;*never go with someone you don't have trust on&lt;br /&gt;*when you have fallen, there's nothing to fall down on more.. there's no where to go but up&lt;br /&gt;*we're young. we can make up for our past mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;*cry if you must.. don't keep it in.&lt;br /&gt;*everyone's a bitch. you just have to put it in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i love you gurl. i'll always be here for you.. it's the toughest of times when you get to know your real friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here. going through that. it pains to know that i am. but that's life. i've been fighting it.. so i hope that you too.. will be as well seeking through that adventure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;this is a post a left at kat's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it keeps me thinking of how things could've been.&lt;br /&gt;regret &amp; guilt has long been plaguing my consciencce.&lt;br /&gt;here's a lil flow chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3 tests&lt;br /&gt;*can't study&lt;br /&gt;*hanged w. -----------&lt;br /&gt;*ah..tactless decisions.&lt;br /&gt;*ma-chika maids and moms.&lt;br /&gt;*reached my dad&lt;br /&gt;*fudge mahn&lt;br /&gt;*may reach __&lt;br /&gt;*eventually did.&lt;br /&gt;*confessed&lt;br /&gt;*knew that it eventually happened.&lt;br /&gt;*got -----,--,--&lt;br /&gt;*didn't get -----&lt;br /&gt;*now.. grades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE'S A BIATCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you.&lt;br /&gt;you never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night: 10% :) 90% :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-111008742033933985?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/111008742033933985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=111008742033933985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111008742033933985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/111008742033933985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hate-you.html' 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no.. there's no cure in it.&lt;br /&gt;its cancer. aids even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so this morning ACQUA campaigned during our morn talk..&lt;br /&gt;go acqua:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filipino- discussion about "pag-iisa"&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;ok.. hahaha.. realization: masaya ako maglakad papuntang classroom mag-isa.&lt;br /&gt;dun lang. ay di pala.. minsan, madalas pwede din.. masayang umiyak. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;malabo.. but... i know you get me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music- composition of jam sessions&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;jam sessions? wtf.. still got a 10.. wohoohh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem-&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;tiltration lesson.. quite easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess- med-den meeting&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;got.. m's pics!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algeb&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; test tom. fuck. oh well.. pray for me..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english- reporting&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;dont even mention his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;health&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;doing algeb hw.. hahahahaha... discussion about stress..&lt;br /&gt;there's eustress pala.. kind of stress that makes you feel happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch- dance practice&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; w/c i ended up not coming. wahahaha. ako pah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geom- absent: sir mitra&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;woohoo! rest time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ap &amp; ak- public school teaching&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;one girl was such a biatch. well anyway.. i made the lessonplan.. so me and arev just talked away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss/rr- comp. proj&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;realization: im fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;departure; kwentuhan galore with kat and ayet..&lt;br /&gt;grabe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realization:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now..&lt;br /&gt;aloha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110967827218095090?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;filipino- quiz... ok.....didnt expect that ill get a perfect score in the quiz&lt;br /&gt;english- reporting&lt;br /&gt;music- another perfect quiz for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algeb- new lesson, finished hw at school&lt;br /&gt;chem- ms lavares' chem camp @ admu&lt;br /&gt;health- yahoo! absent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geom- new lesson, area and perimeter.. easy&lt;br /&gt;history- discussion.. ok.. whatever..&lt;br /&gt;ak- pst.. public school teaching blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;ssrr- meeting with the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. naiiyak na talaga ko.&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;aloha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110907350432291183?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110907350432291183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it's zel's bday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so 5 days to go to the prom.&lt;br /&gt;im not psyched up about it..&lt;br /&gt;haha. you'll know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. my status..&lt;br /&gt;*i never thought your lips could call back my feelings*&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; haha. yeah, i never thought.&lt;br /&gt;       yeah, i did want to.. but.. i never thought it would happen&lt;br /&gt;       why is it this way? why is our fate so twisted?&lt;br /&gt;       we fudging don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i used to believe in destiny, til' you made me believe in myself*&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; if its meant to be, its meant to be! i used to say..&lt;br /&gt;       but now? wah? no. i dont even want to believe in that crap.&lt;br /&gt;       only we can make our tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis' for you.&lt;br /&gt;" Cigarette "&lt;br /&gt;Saw a picture of you&lt;br /&gt;Midnight ashes turned to blue&lt;br /&gt;I never that you knew&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Someday We'll share this cigarette&lt;br /&gt;You and me like we used to&lt;br /&gt;Outside the dark parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Where you told me life happens&lt;br /&gt;Once you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You had to go soon&lt;br /&gt;The roses didn't reach full bloom&lt;br /&gt;Well I never thought that you knew&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Someday We'll share this cigarette&lt;br /&gt;You and me like we used to&lt;br /&gt;Outside the dark parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Where you told me that life is just not fair at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of this world&lt;br /&gt;There's no more air&lt;br /&gt;Trippin' over myself&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Waiting&lt;br /&gt;Suffocating&lt;br /&gt;No direction&lt;br /&gt;And I took a dive&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And on the way down&lt;br /&gt;I saw you&lt;br /&gt;And you saved me from myself&lt;br /&gt;And I wont forget the way you loved me&lt;br /&gt;One the way down&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell right through&lt;br /&gt;But I held on to you&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;I've been wonderin' why&lt;br /&gt;It's only me&lt;br /&gt;Have you always been inside&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight&lt;br /&gt;On my face&lt;br /&gt;I wake up and yeah, I'm alive!&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of going under&lt;br /&gt;But now the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Feels like nothing, no, nothing&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;You're all i wanted&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;You're all i needed&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;You're all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;You're all i needed&lt;br /&gt;And I wont forget the way you loved me&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted&lt;br /&gt;All that I needed&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;But I held on to you&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;But I held on to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110889525776487163?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110889525776487163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110889525776487163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110889525776487163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110889525776487163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-its-zels-bdayd-wala-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110855886977306636</id><published>2005-02-16T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:01:09.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck mahn.</title><content type='html'>im a dead kid.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my body freaking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;waaah. confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110855886977306636?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110855886977306636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110855886977306636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110855886977306636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110855886977306636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/02/fuck-mahn_16.html' title='fuck mahn.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110855886916754376</id><published>2005-02-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:01:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck mahn.</title><content type='html'>im a dead kid.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my body freaking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;waaah. confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110855886916754376?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110855886916754376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110855886916754376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;its been ages..:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;oh well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;i'm not in the mood to jot down the events that occured..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;so maybe next time..:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;so for tom., there's our broadway.. wohoo! go green!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;ours is moulin rouge... hope we do it great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and then.. awardings on friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and then.. PROM-- feb25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;rar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;ok.. im tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;vuhyyee!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;--&gt; keilantra (princess of the night sky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110848071153708016?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110848071153708016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110848071153708016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110848071153708016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110848071153708016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/02/waaah-i-missed-my-blog-wahahaha-its.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110721184445242910</id><published>2005-02-01T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T06:50:44.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just dont mind this. hahahaha. its my english paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy? Why is ‘Macbeth’ considered such? Tragedy, as defined by the American HeritageÒ dictionary is a drama or literary work in which the main character is brought to ruin or suffers extreme sorrow, especially as a consequence of a tragic flaw, moral weakness, or inability to cope with unfavorable circumstances. Macbeth &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Macbeth and Banquo impressed Duncan, the King of Scotland because of two invasions they won victory of, at the same time, was threatened of Cawdor’s treason, so he was executed, and Macbeth was hailed as the Thane of Cawdor. Simultaneously, Macbeth and Banquo are on their way home from war, when a trio of witches hindered their way ad prophesized that Macbeth would be hailed Thane of Cawdor, and Banquo, would become the father of kings. They speculated about these strange predictions, no sooner than later, the king’s messengers informed him that he was indeed hailed to the position, he began to believe the trio, but still, Banquo refused to do so. They arrived at Duncan’s presence, and the king was invited to the Thane’s palace; craving for his position, he together with his wife, plotted to assassinate him.  The two visiting nobles, Lennox and Macduff, found the lifeless body, and alerted everyone about the tragic happening, while the couple pretended to be in lachrymose, then after, Macbeth was appointed king. Afraid of the same scenario happening to them, the king’s two sons, fled to Ireland and Scotland, while all these was taking place, Banquo was filled with speculation of the sudden rise of power of his confidante, he also remembers the prophesy and decides to flee with his son, Fleance, being afraid of the new king’s jealousy, but his forecast was right, the king was envious, so he plotted to kill them, but Fleance managed to escape. Days later, Macbeth threw a feast for his compatriots, thus, he was fearing of Banquo’s ghost appearing unto his throne, and his actions confided the Scottish nobles that he was guilty of Duncan’s assisination, and Macduff went to England to aid Malcom’s revenge. He sought aid and guidance from the three witches, and they warned him to fear Lord Macduff, but they also told them that no terror would come unless the until great Birnham Wood onto high Dunsinane hill shall come, and ordered that this Lord’s family to their grave. Macduff swore to kill Macbeth with his own hand, and when they reached Birnahiyi Wood, he ordered his soldiers to make seem that the forest was moving, and Macbeth was alerted to defend himself. Lady Macbeth, was chafing under her guilt, was killed by the madness of her spirit on the eve of Macduff’s attack. The king and his army rushed out to attack the avenging forces, noticing that the forest has moved. Finally, the two leaders met face to face, and was in combat, but Macbeth told his enemy that he could not kill him, but over the burning anger over the slaughter of his family, he struck him with his sword. And eventually, Malcolm, the rightful heir, was brought to the throne of Scotland.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110721184445242910?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110721184445242910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110721184445242910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110721184445242910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110721184445242910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-dont-mind-this.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110626368099645247</id><published>2005-01-21T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T07:28:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cLe paPer</title><content type='html'>A group of students were asked to list what they thought were the present Seven Wonders of the World. Though there was some disagreement, the following got the most votes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Egypt's Great Pyramids &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Taj Mahal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Grand Canyon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Panama Canal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Empire State Building &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. St. Peter's Basilica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. China's Great Wall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one quiet student hadn't turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her list. The girl replied, "Yes, a little. I couldn't quite make up my mind because there were so many." The teacher said, "Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help. " The girl hesitated, then read, "I think the Seven Wonders of the World are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to touch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. to taste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. to hear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hesitated a little, and then added &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. to laugh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. and to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The room was so full of silence you could have heard a pin drop. Those things we overlook as simple and "ordinary" are truly wondrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Beautiful Flower &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read, beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren't enough to ruin my day, a young boy approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down and said with great excitement, "Look what I found!" In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn- not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And declared with overacted surprise, "It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it; here, it's for you. "The weed before me was dying or dead, not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied,"Thanks, just what I need. But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, he held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time that weed-toting boy could not see he was blind. I heard my voice quiver, tears shone in the sun as I thanked him for picking the very best one. "You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, unaware of the impact he'd had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that's mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand, about to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110626368099645247?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110626368099645247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110626368099645247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110626368099645247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110626368099645247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/01/cle-paper.html' title='cLe paPer'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110515394400617867</id><published>2005-01-08T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T11:12:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day of mourning</title><content type='html'>rawr.. &lt;br /&gt;so again, ts been a while..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;so my break.. &lt;br /&gt;hmmm... yeah, twas fun:D&lt;br /&gt;but our first day at school&lt;br /&gt;was hell.&lt;br /&gt;oh, no!!!! t wasnt!&lt;br /&gt;sir eric was absent!!!!! hahah! yeah boi!&lt;br /&gt;so thats minus english and oe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. for the past few days we've been praying for the tsunami victims..&lt;br /&gt;oh how i pity them..&lt;br /&gt;gawd.. so thankful that rp wasnt affected by it..&lt;br /&gt;i mean, in a physical scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but gma got it right, twas a natl day of mourning.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt text me, ok.. he wouldnt be texting me if i didnt text him first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAH. &lt;br /&gt;This is sh*t dude. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so SCHOOL. yeah boi..&lt;br /&gt;im kinda happy wit my grades.. kinda lang naman&lt;br /&gt;but with english.. hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chem-95&lt;br /&gt;*alg-99&lt;br /&gt;*geom-99&lt;br /&gt;*ENGLISH-85&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110515394400617867?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110515394400617867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110515394400617867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110515394400617867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110515394400617867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2005/01/national-day-of-mourning.html' title='national day of mourning'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110407748846188484</id><published>2004-12-27T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:00:34.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally happy:D</title><content type='html'>hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt think that one person can make me happy:)&lt;br /&gt;i was quite feeling down the drain few days ago..&lt;br /&gt;but now.. im H-A-P-P-Y! &lt;br /&gt;(enzo.. finally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! rawr! ok.. so..&lt;br /&gt;24th.. went to the hospital.. &lt;br /&gt;and then shopwise.. if i can remember it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. im not up for stories.. but.. im just happy:D &lt;br /&gt;i just realized.. lorra gave me a top for christmas,, which has HAPPY &lt;br /&gt;on it.. rawr! just right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i was wit my kada at galle last tues.. fun:D&lt;br /&gt;went to ken's earlier that day..&lt;br /&gt;so ayet was marlo's.. small world grabeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. im tired.. havent got enough sleep..&lt;br /&gt;was talking wit capa.. rawr.. eheh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110407748846188484?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110407748846188484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110407748846188484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110407748846188484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110407748846188484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/finally-happyd_27.html' title='finally happy:D'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110376819596601212</id><published>2004-12-23T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T10:16:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tr&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ishcmeng (12/22/04 6:34:07 AM): sbihin mo s crush mo n mhal mo cya, ibigay mo ang lhat pra s knya...... mkipag usap k ng mganda s knya. ayusin nio ang d nio pag kakaintindihan.... send dis message 2 all ur friends.... in 10min. if not mamalasin k n ng 3 araw, d ka na kakausapin ng mhal mo! kya send napra mag karoon k ng swerte! 4 3 days!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; the first message i read when i got online on my ym.&lt;br /&gt;swak.&lt;br /&gt;i got scared and sent it to my friends. hahahah! ironically.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even believe in those stuff..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to take the risks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;why is my situation always like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;iono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;i have a 75% hunch that _______ already knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh well.. if not..&lt;strong&gt; MANHID.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;--&gt; ok.. so yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;woke up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;sooo tired..:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;went to the gym..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;went to mcdo.. and ramon, enzo, his uncle and nero picked me up there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;well ok, they ate bfast first..:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;then off to den's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;a short lived happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;picked her up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;and then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROAD TRIP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;it was ubbberr traffic.. everywhere..:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;oh well.. at least it was fun..:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;when we were in white plains.. i wanted BATTERIES!&lt;br /&gt;why? for my discman! coz i had none..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;and enzo's was low..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;soo.. den and ramon kept shouting at shops on the streets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;powts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;SLEX..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahaha!! when we got there.. rushed to the WC! hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;and then.. went to buy water.. and then my ever beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OATMEAL COOKIE! cookie ni jackie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;then i saw this mag.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;that wynona gained a fudging 136 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;omg.. i felt so fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;ok.. back on the road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;enzo and ramon were watching their recording..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;so.. we were looking back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;and then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;enzo: "c capa o!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;i didnt believe in him first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;but there he was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;ok.. got down at ek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;we were BURNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahah! the sun was fudgin too hot ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;but still.. i wore my jacket..:p dont want to get sun burn1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;ahahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;so we were waiting for thara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;and there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahah! we first rode the rio grande..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;wit 2 more people.. i think theyre a couple! hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;they were laughing wit us even we kept cursing and cursing!&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing my jacket and visor.. so i didnt get uber wet!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;so there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;i dont want to tell a detailed story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;ok.. im tired. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;know what? i just dont want ____ to get hurt. ok.. tanggap ko na na wala na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ganun eh. that's life. shit. haha. oh well. i hope that he's happy:D even thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it means mine.. haha. oh well. iba na ang martyr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110376819596601212?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110376819596601212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110376819596601212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110376819596601212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110376819596601212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/trwhy-is-my-situation-always-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110364341426553855</id><published>2004-12-21T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:36:54.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing my barkada:((</title><content type='html'>waahh..&lt;br /&gt;i went through my kada's blogs..&lt;br /&gt;i realized that i miss them sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;havent been wit them for quite sometime..:((&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;i hope we'll get back soon enough.:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai..&lt;br /&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;woke up.&lt;br /&gt;ate.&lt;br /&gt;went to buy dvds.. --yay! have a gift for den!&lt;br /&gt;                     also bought honey!&lt;br /&gt;then to big r.. got the pictures! hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;err.. went back home..&lt;br /&gt;watched honey..&lt;br /&gt;-- PROVES THAT I LOVE DANCING!&lt;br /&gt;   WAAAH! I WANNA BE LIKE JESSICA ALBA&lt;br /&gt;   THE BODY, THE MOVES, THE STYLE..&lt;br /&gt;   rar!!! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;played crash..&lt;br /&gt;headache..:((&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;went to eastwood.. &lt;br /&gt;--ok.. so i was introduced to the stepbrother and sister of my mom.&lt;br /&gt;rar. well.. i already knew for quite sometime that my grandpa... u know.&lt;br /&gt;but.. it was quite weird meeting them. anlabo. major. iono.. wasnt really there, coz i went to the gym.. and.. wala. maybe its a good thing that i wasnt there.. but my bro told me that.... WAAAAAAAHHHH! ewan. haha. my mind is floating.&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;went home..&lt;br /&gt;--haha! when we got here, we really cant find a parking space.. soo.. ahah! joy ride!&lt;br /&gt;yeah boi! we were trying to find one.. then *ji-jang!* there it was right infront of our house..:p&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so today.. ima give it a 4/10.. it isnt really great, not really bad either,,&lt;br /&gt;just boring. yeah boi. hahaha. well.. at least someone is happy. good thing. oh well.. bad for me. haha! joke. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tah-tah!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110364341426553855?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110364341426553855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110364341426553855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110364341426553855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110364341426553855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/missing-my-barkada.html' title='missing my barkada:(('/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110354813021499924</id><published>2004-12-20T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:21:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas.. breaked.</title><content type='html'>hohum..&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is on its way..&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;not feeling the Christmas spirit..:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. its been a month since my bday and fair..&lt;br /&gt;my not-so-good memoirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel totally "suck-y" today.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. oh well.. maybe as always..&lt;br /&gt;rar.&lt;br /&gt;ayoko ng ganto! pramis.:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok.. &lt;br /&gt;unwinding time? not.&lt;br /&gt;rar.&lt;br /&gt;tons of projects. fudge.:((&lt;br /&gt;*HISTORY- documentation commercial&lt;br /&gt;*GEOM- tesselation&lt;br /&gt;*ENGLISH- jane eyre newspaper&lt;br /&gt;*CLE- newspaper&lt;br /&gt;*THE- resto evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;fudge.&lt;br /&gt;hectic? yes. enjoyable? iono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, &lt;br /&gt;i at least i got to start wit english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;gimikless.&lt;br /&gt;today.. just went to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;tom.. our stay at lorra's was cancelled&lt;br /&gt;coz erren&amp;jilli cant come..:c&lt;br /&gt;err..&lt;br /&gt;wed.. iono if we're still gonna go to ek..&lt;br /&gt;--but i absolutely have to meet up with&lt;br /&gt;the groups for the projs.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. hafta arrange that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was our "xmas party" here at home.&lt;br /&gt;oh... had fun cooking.. that's it..:P&lt;br /&gt;during the actual thing.. not really..&lt;br /&gt;err..&lt;br /&gt;then.. beezzaarddss!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;we went to ocovango.. &lt;br /&gt;they had a drink.. ate lj was really wasted..:p&lt;br /&gt;te kaye was too, but not soo much..&lt;br /&gt;it was fun watching them!&lt;br /&gt;me and trix were laughing our guts out!&lt;br /&gt;but.. err..&lt;br /&gt;it didnt have a happily ever after ending..&lt;br /&gt;they threw up. ewww...&lt;br /&gt;and when they got home, they went straight&lt;br /&gt;to bed.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;and as for me?&lt;br /&gt;er.. was talking to kuya..&lt;br /&gt;kinda down that time..:s&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck right now.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;tah-tah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110354813021499924?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110354813021499924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110354813021499924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110354813021499924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110354813021499924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-breaked.html' title='christmas.. breaked.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110333746774422140</id><published>2004-12-18T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T10:37:47.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a not-so-good week</title><content type='html'>yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;my week is kinda bad..&lt;br /&gt;plus i feel that im sooooo fat..&lt;br /&gt;rawr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so sunday..&lt;br /&gt;err.. went to bazaars.. &lt;br /&gt;grocery at shopwise..&lt;br /&gt;mass at Christ the King..&lt;br /&gt;err.. i bought also this "magic wallet"&lt;br /&gt;hahahah! *wawwww!*&lt;br /&gt;(ambabaw ng kaligayahan!)&lt;br /&gt;pink!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah! before i forget..&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new skirt, top..&lt;br /&gt;and a butterfly clamp! cutteee!&lt;br /&gt;and.. we also had dinner at super bowl!&lt;br /&gt;well.. i didnt eat coz.. i dont wanna,:p&lt;br /&gt;gonna get fat!! rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.. no classes! *wohoooo!*&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to have an appointment with my dentist&lt;br /&gt;but she ditched me. aumph.&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;so instead,, i went to gym at ABS.. &lt;br /&gt;er.. burnt 900 kcal! yeah boi! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;and then,, i kinda studied my chem there..&lt;br /&gt;uber easy!:D yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;and then.. tambay at starbucks! &lt;br /&gt;GREEN TEA FRAPPE!&lt;br /&gt;(ken.. masarap! pramis!)&lt;br /&gt;saw.. joseph and melissa there..&lt;br /&gt;and so?! haha!&lt;br /&gt;studied there again!&lt;br /&gt;and.. my dad &amp; mom &amp; i ate at yellow cab..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat again! yeah..&lt;br /&gt;enough of that day..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;energy level down to 0..&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone was..:P&lt;br /&gt;grabe.. major tired..&lt;br /&gt;the chem test was easy thou:D&lt;br /&gt;night-- cramming for JE&lt;br /&gt;jane eyre... yeah i love it soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;but algeb was easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.. &lt;br /&gt;got low in pinoy quiz..&lt;br /&gt;then english.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;no. &lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;fudge. sir told us many got low.&lt;br /&gt;predictably.&lt;br /&gt;den slept at our house!&lt;br /&gt;*yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. late!&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;er.. had our geom test this day..&lt;br /&gt;it was easy!&lt;br /&gt;yeah1&lt;br /&gt;but some questions were quite puzzling.&lt;br /&gt;eeepp..&lt;br /&gt;oh well..:p hehe!&lt;br /&gt;then later that day we had our ak interaxn..&lt;br /&gt;KC wasnt there.. &lt;br /&gt;she was supposed to my partner!&lt;br /&gt;but.. ok! hehe! crystal replaced her:D&lt;br /&gt;it was ok.. i just wasnt up for the games..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;me and den went to SM!&lt;br /&gt;haha! our misadventures! im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;commute.. rawr! its hard you know.. uberly!&lt;br /&gt;we went there..&lt;br /&gt;so.. walked.jeep.lrt.mrt.walk&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;went back there..&lt;br /&gt;walk.wait.no taxi.walk.wait.no taxi&lt;br /&gt;mrt.walk.TAXI! at last!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;sharing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. as i said.. we came in late..&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda afraid that bern would find out!&lt;br /&gt;i was quite sure that she would skin me out!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;for the house meetings, we just completed our ip&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;we're finally finally done! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;*happy happy!*&lt;br /&gt;and then.. quite a salo salo..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;during the exchange gifts.. &lt;br /&gt;i was wrapping marj's present.. &lt;br /&gt;and then pop saw me and told me not to wrap it anymore&lt;br /&gt;but i wanted to1&lt;br /&gt;haha! and then it was her turn to give her present to her baby..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what! it was me! haha!&lt;br /&gt;irritating?&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;it was cute! her gift to me was upeeerrr cute!&lt;br /&gt;and then.. ms lax's 44 gifts:D&lt;br /&gt;then.. the mass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinatamad na ko...&lt;br /&gt;just update it later! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;*mwahs!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110333746774422140?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110333746774422140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110333746774422140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110333746774422140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110333746774422140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/not-so-good-week.html' title='a not-so-good week'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110281760905341915</id><published>2004-12-12T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T10:13:29.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah boi.</title><content type='html'>rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at 1 am..&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4am..&lt;br /&gt;got up at 6am...&lt;br /&gt;drove to the gym..&lt;br /&gt;gym (doi)&lt;br /&gt;drove to cai's house&lt;br /&gt;ip-- well.. quite succesful..&lt;br /&gt;got back home at 3..&lt;br /&gt;bj fetched me..&lt;br /&gt;went to mcdo marcos to fetch chelly..&lt;br /&gt;then to galle wit jeff and his barkada..&lt;br /&gt;went to the BORING lsgh naughty by nature.. &lt;br /&gt;(jeff.. thanks for the tix)&lt;br /&gt;ayet.ame.gav came..&lt;br /&gt;spongecola's performance..&lt;br /&gt;den and na arrived..&lt;br /&gt;watched the *fashion* show&lt;br /&gt;err..&lt;br /&gt;watched CAB dance..&lt;br /&gt;met up wit zel and jio..&lt;br /&gt;left for katip..&lt;br /&gt;waited for bj..&lt;br /&gt;brought chelly home..&lt;br /&gt;drove to 7-11.. and back at home..&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;ramon invited me and den to kuya's house..&lt;br /&gt;didnt go..&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110281760905341915?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110281760905341915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110281760905341915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;officially addicted to: RYAN CABRERA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110259818795552868?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110259818795552868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110259818795552868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110259818795552868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110259818795552868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/stop.html' title='stop'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110246812969562979</id><published>2004-12-08T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T09:08:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/640/3.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/320/3.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz thats me.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;royalties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8640046.post-110243307175789500</id><published>2004-12-07T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T23:24:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>katip.. again?</title><content type='html'>so my endless gimiks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. just noticed.. ive always been out lately!&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;that's how i choose to live my 16th..:p&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, with my ever beloved companion.&lt;br /&gt;DENISE! (yikee! special mention!)&lt;br /&gt;;) &lt;br /&gt;but seriously.. we've always been together..&lt;br /&gt;so where ever she is.. im there too!&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;deh-deh! = kie-kie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har!&lt;br /&gt;labo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last last sat.. herrr....:p&lt;br /&gt;last last sun.. galle..&lt;br /&gt;last last wed.. katip&lt;br /&gt;last last thurs.. shang&lt;br /&gt;last last fri.. libis &lt;br /&gt;last tues.. katip&lt;br /&gt;last wed..  katip&lt;br /&gt;last thurs.. ramon's house&lt;br /&gt;last fri.. ramon's house+big r+capa's house&lt;br /&gt;last sat.. ortigas&lt;br /&gt;sun.. free day!&lt;br /&gt;mon.. katip..&lt;br /&gt;tues.. our house..&lt;br /&gt;earlier today.. err.. katip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;endless.. truly.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today..&lt;br /&gt;err..&lt;br /&gt;pinoy.. rar! those endless translations.. i simply cant take it!&lt;br /&gt;'books before boys'--&gt; libro bago lalaki&lt;br /&gt;(by camille arevalo)&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;'love is like a rosary full of mysteries'--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pag-ibig ay parang rosaryong puno ng mga mysteryo!&lt;br /&gt;(by mafe trinidad)&lt;br /&gt;idol talaga!&lt;br /&gt;major!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so rock music.. &lt;br /&gt;amplified.. accompanied by an electric guitar.. strong driving sound..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so ms etty expects us.. THE LADY BUGS.. &lt;br /&gt;to make rock music w/o those.. &lt;br /&gt;huh? rar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem..&lt;br /&gt;just some *blank* exercises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algeb..&lt;br /&gt;word problems.. easy.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;had my quiz thou during ss/rr/rm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english.&lt;br /&gt;bLah.&lt;br /&gt;reportings..&lt;br /&gt;plus mine..&lt;br /&gt;where no one participated..&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i forgive them..&lt;br /&gt;i understand their agitation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;health.&lt;br /&gt;quiz.&lt;br /&gt;dont even bother to ask about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geom.&lt;br /&gt;quiz.&lt;br /&gt;another question not to be asked.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history..&lt;br /&gt;reporting..&lt;br /&gt;err.. ok.. many people didnt like the subj..&lt;br /&gt;but twas ok for me..&lt;br /&gt;ms babeth even noticed my colorful notes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ak.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally dismissal!&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;KUKKI NI NIKKI!!!!!!!!!!!! waaaah! finally my  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OATMEAL CHOCOCHIP WALNUT COOKIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katip.. ate at yellowcab!&lt;br /&gt;AGOT'S treat! *yay* thou i didnt eat! haha!&lt;br /&gt;was wit NA.DEN.POP..&lt;br /&gt;was even introduced to EDS.&lt;br /&gt;finally met the GAL.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met at starbucks with &lt;br /&gt;MARJ.LEAH.KIZ.. but they went to ards immediately..&lt;br /&gt;sooo..&lt;br /&gt;oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went to mcdo.. saw some seniors..&lt;br /&gt;rar.&lt;br /&gt;*hahaahaha.* ill tell you about it *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met up with&lt;br /&gt;JC.ENZO.RAMON&lt;br /&gt;then ate at shakey's&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; alongside with it is the &lt;br /&gt;TEMPTING DELICIOUS ICE CREAM STATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jc and enzo looked kinda sad thou..&lt;br /&gt;for kuya i understand..&lt;br /&gt;but jc..? oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na brought me home..:)&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;and now im online..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramon.jc.zo wanted to go to eastwood &lt;br /&gt;but den was kinda sick..&lt;br /&gt;soooo.. let her rest.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. as for me too..&lt;br /&gt;i need rest.:p&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to the gym..&lt;br /&gt;i need to lose weight.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar.&lt;br /&gt;*princess jackie*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110243307175789500?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110243307175789500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110243307175789500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110243307175789500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110243307175789500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/katip-again.html' title='katip.. again?'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110217549565631924</id><published>2004-12-04T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T23:51:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH</title><content type='html'>reality bites..&lt;br /&gt;and the truth is...&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE MADE THEIR PLANE FLY.. &lt;br /&gt;BUT IT HAS FALLEN DOWN ON ME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. it hurts. as you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one you ask?&lt;br /&gt;AN ENDED BLISS..&lt;br /&gt;MADE ME FEEL HELL.. EVEN WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hohum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110217549565631924?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110217549565631924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110217549565631924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110217549565631924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110217549565631924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/ouch.html' title='OUCH'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110213587280937538</id><published>2004-12-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T12:51:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>templated</title><content type='html'>hahah.&lt;br /&gt;new template..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. &lt;br /&gt;just edited.. &lt;br /&gt;but still..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. not in the mood.. later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110213587280937538?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110213587280937538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110213587280937538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110213587280937538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110213587280937538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/templated.html' title='templated'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110200174686292557</id><published>2004-12-02T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T21:14:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah.. last monday..</title><content type='html'>yeah.. just read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i realized i havent finished my story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;so monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((GLOBE at QC was down))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to ask my parents if i could go to ateneo..&lt;br /&gt;(even just to tell the guys i wont be able to go..)&lt;br /&gt;so i told them i had to go to AA's soccer game at MC..&lt;br /&gt;(speakin of w/c.. we won!!!! go AA!!) so..&lt;br /&gt;chelly,avic,cherry,thara,sheena,donna and of course.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KATRINA BARAQUIEL&lt;/strong&gt;! how could i forget! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;rar!&lt;br /&gt;the varsity was there!&lt;br /&gt;plus sir mark,, &lt;br /&gt;(i was even kinda embarassed coz he overheard &lt;br /&gt;that i used the game as my excuse)&lt;br /&gt;even kriska and blu were there..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! my initial plan was not to go..&lt;br /&gt;so 9.45 i walked from mc to ahs..&lt;br /&gt;gawd not through the friendship bridge, &lt;br /&gt;but through katiP! rar..&lt;br /&gt;when i got there... enzo was the only 1 there..&lt;br /&gt;so i told him i wont go anymore..&lt;br /&gt;but since it was raining and all that..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to walk back alone..&lt;br /&gt;i tried calling up chelly to fetch me..&lt;br /&gt;but i think their game already started..&lt;br /&gt;so anyway! ivan.paolo.jc arrived..&lt;br /&gt;11, sam still wasnt there..&lt;br /&gt;gawd! talk about him forcing me to go!&lt;br /&gt;bummer!&lt;br /&gt;jc called up his house and guess what! &lt;br /&gt;he just woke up! bummer! major!&lt;br /&gt;so hahaha! we told him to go to ateneo&lt;br /&gt;then we ditched himm..:P hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to fetch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((rar..)) try again to have another part! &lt;br /&gt;wait for the sequel! hahahahah!:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110200174686292557?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110200174686292557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110200174686292557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110200174686292557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110200174686292557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-yeah-last-monday.html' title='oh yeah.. last monday..'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110200037932420391</id><published>2004-12-02T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T23:12:59.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suspension</title><content type='html'>hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so classes today were suspended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon, went to the gym..&lt;br /&gt;then at ramon's house..&lt;br /&gt;we watched inner senses with no speaking voice&lt;br /&gt;*freaky* not.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;then... hmmm! just figure out what followed..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. its another boring day..:s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110200037932420391?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110200037932420391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110200037932420391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110200037932420391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110200037932420391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/12/suspension.html' title='suspension'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110182298541715652</id><published>2004-11-30T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:56:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rar.</title><content type='html'>haayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint really got anything to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. 27th,.. twas our party, &lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, twas fun.. but.. haha.. few came.&lt;br /&gt;rar. they kept calling me during the event..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. those are my *friends*&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha.. oh well, that's ok.. at least we still had fun..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th.. er.. interaction..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. xavierians.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;ok, no offense to them.. but twas kinda boring..&lt;br /&gt;the games were kinda fun, but there was no sense to it.. &lt;br /&gt;no "BONDING" get?&lt;br /&gt;plus the boys were kinda shy.. didnt feel quite conversing with them..&lt;br /&gt;but one of them was kinda cute thou!&lt;br /&gt;haha! kind pa! major! he kept asking me to eat my lunch coz i didnt want to..&lt;br /&gt;sweet! hehe! &lt;br /&gt;--lorra got a promdate.. who? pineapple hair.. lucky her.. aumph,,&lt;br /&gt;me.. promspects down to 0..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. after the interaxn..&lt;br /&gt;went to ramon's house later that day..&lt;br /&gt;hanep mag laro.. powts.. talo pa babae sa ingay!&lt;br /&gt;tas went to big r.. haha! &lt;br /&gt;gym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday..&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;gym at abs..&lt;br /&gt;then galle.. shopping!&lt;br /&gt;sam called me up coz they wanted to go to ek..&lt;br /&gt;fine! hahaha! game naman ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(arrr.. later nalang! bummed!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110182298541715652?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110182298541715652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110182298541715652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110182298541715652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110182298541715652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/rar_30.html' title='rar.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110182296921772566</id><published>2004-11-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:56:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rar.</title><content type='html'>haayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint really got anything to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. 27th,.. twas our party, &lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, twas fun.. but.. haha.. few came.&lt;br /&gt;rar. they kept calling me during the event..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. those are my *friends*&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha.. oh well, that's ok.. at least we still had fun..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th.. er.. interaction..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. xavierians.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;ok, no offense to them.. but twas kinda boring..&lt;br /&gt;the games were kinda fun, but there was no sense to it.. &lt;br /&gt;no "BONDING" get?&lt;br /&gt;plus the boys were kinda shy.. didnt feel quite conversing with them..&lt;br /&gt;but one of them was kinda cute thou!&lt;br /&gt;haha! kind pa! major! he kept asking me to eat my lunch coz i didnt want to..&lt;br /&gt;sweet! hehe! &lt;br /&gt;--lorra got a promdate.. who? pineapple hair.. lucky her.. aumph,,&lt;br /&gt;me.. promspects down to 0..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. after the interaxn..&lt;br /&gt;went to ramon's house later that day..&lt;br /&gt;hanep mag laro.. powts.. talo pa babae sa ingay!&lt;br /&gt;tas went to big r.. haha! &lt;br /&gt;gym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday..&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;gym at abs..&lt;br /&gt;then galle.. shopping!&lt;br /&gt;sam called me up coz they wanted to go to ek..&lt;br /&gt;fine! hahaha! game naman ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(arrr.. later nalang! bummed!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110182296921772566?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110182296921772566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110182296921772566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110182296921772566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110182296921772566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/rar.html' title='rar.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110122515102835565</id><published>2004-11-23T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T23:52:31.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the signs are all over</title><content type='html'>hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;the signs are all over!&lt;br /&gt;rar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabeh..&lt;br /&gt;i was soo freaking sad yesterday coz of nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for a text or a call from........&lt;br /&gt;tas i was sooo sad coz ____ didnt..&lt;br /&gt;but then,,,&lt;br /&gt;someone was calling me..&lt;br /&gt;landline,, so i practically didnt know who it was..&lt;br /&gt;i told myself..&lt;br /&gt;if ____ wont call or text me until 7 this evening..&lt;br /&gt;i wont ever invite him to my party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so STUDY BUDDIES went to kate's house again..&lt;br /&gt;we were eating back at her house, then kate opened&lt;br /&gt;a bag of M&amp;M's a sign! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt;&gt; 6.30 he called up!&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;grabeh!&lt;br /&gt;its meant to be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110122515102835565?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110122515102835565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110122515102835565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110122515102835565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110122515102835565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/signs-are-all-over.html' title='the signs are all over'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110112792852654974</id><published>2004-11-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T20:52:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>same angst man</title><content type='html'>haha.. &lt;br /&gt;gawd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.. woah. iono.&lt;br /&gt;grabeh. super *blank*&lt;br /&gt;hhahaahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;sad that i didnt ________________&lt;br /&gt;haha! fill in the blanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110112792852654974?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110112792852654974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110112792852654974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110112792852654974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110112792852654974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/same-angst-man.html' title='same angst man'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110100777011733998</id><published>2004-11-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T11:29:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer fair + bummer bday = sad me</title><content type='html'>rar..&lt;br /&gt;fair was such a bummer..&lt;br /&gt;friday.. lame.. everyone was in mc..&lt;br /&gt;((well, at least i got to be with ******))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;saturday..&lt;br /&gt;rain.&lt;br /&gt;noo..&lt;br /&gt;my bday.. bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110100777011733998?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110100777011733998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110100777011733998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110100777011733998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110100777011733998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/bummer-fair-bummer-bday-sad-me.html' title='bummer fair + bummer bday = sad me'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110060985841481896</id><published>2004-11-16T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:57:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if its meant to be, its meant to be.</title><content type='html'>STOP.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont wanna fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110060985841481896?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110060985841481896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110060985841481896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110060985841481896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110060985841481896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/if-its-meant-to-be-its-meant-to-be.html' title='if its meant to be, its meant to be.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110039645554372151</id><published>2004-11-14T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T09:40:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>oh well..&lt;br /&gt;quite tired..&lt;br /&gt;just woke up..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. friday.. bleh..&lt;br /&gt;i was excused for the whole day again..&lt;br /&gt;been fixing stuff for the fair..&lt;br /&gt;rar!&lt;br /&gt;haha! i was going all around the campus..&lt;br /&gt;tas my feet were really *OUCH*&lt;br /&gt;not because of the walking..&lt;br /&gt;but it was already aching even before i got to school..&lt;br /&gt;so there..&lt;br /&gt;haha! ironic thing..&lt;br /&gt;i thought teachers were up to helping us.. (SECom.)&lt;br /&gt;i think not really! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;know why?!&lt;br /&gt;only about 10 teachers signed up..&lt;br /&gt;haha! one of them was sir eric..&lt;br /&gt;he's so helpful! he signed up for more than 5 shifts i think..:p&lt;br /&gt;anyway,,&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to go to er.. antipolo police but..&lt;br /&gt;the letter had some errors.. (specifically sir or madam--&gt;sir/ madam)&lt;br /&gt;so sr carla didnt sign it..&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was fetched a little bit later than expected..&lt;br /&gt;we had to go to this soiree..&lt;br /&gt;at valley golf..&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you the house we went to was *WOAH*&lt;br /&gt;major!&lt;br /&gt;but the boys were late.. as in major..&lt;br /&gt;maybe 2 hours late i think..&lt;br /&gt;err! haha!&lt;br /&gt;there was this one guy.. (if i remember correctly its sam)&lt;br /&gt;who was sooo sweet of asking pardon, of what we need and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;hehe! (yashhiiii,,:P)&lt;br /&gt;there..&lt;br /&gt;we went for a swim pa nga.. we had supra lotssa funn..:)&lt;br /&gt;major.:D&lt;br /&gt;but there was this time when they pushed sam in the pool and&lt;br /&gt;he fell on me..:p ouch! but.. not really,,:P&lt;br /&gt;anyway... there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;a bit boring..&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to do my hws.. but not really up for it,..&lt;br /&gt;so went to the gym..&lt;br /&gt;then went to another soiree..&lt;br /&gt;talk about this one..&lt;br /&gt;there were only 8 girls.. (me,kate,camilla,bianca,kriska,gel,marita,nica)&lt;br /&gt;plus 9 boys.. nikki was supposed to join us but she had a slight fever..&lt;br /&gt;soo..&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;this was kinda fun too..&lt;br /&gt;played lotsa games..:p&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we were to go to ice monster.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;they kept pressing the buttons each floor! (coz we were riding the elevator)&lt;br /&gt;it was sooooo irritating! so we decided to use the stairs!&lt;br /&gt;talk about racing down! hahahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;my mom is already throwing a fit... hahah!&lt;br /&gt;so.. later..:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110039645554372151?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110039645554372151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110039645554372151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110039645554372151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110039645554372151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110017619072644999</id><published>2004-11-11T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:29:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>full of fudge.</title><content type='html'>hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im just so fudged out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;i need to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have to go to school.. &lt;br /&gt;lotsa work pa for sec and school..&lt;br /&gt;the fair is just around the corner.. &lt;br /&gt;so we really hafta hafta russhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powtss.. sir eric is giving lotsa sw and hws..&lt;br /&gt;gawd..&lt;br /&gt;cant take him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beeessszzzhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happened.. errrmmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up so fudged out.. lack of sleep i guess..&lt;br /&gt;went to school late..&lt;br /&gt;went to computer class.. (haha.. made my english paraphrasing hw..)&lt;br /&gt;then err.. learned from nica that we were still excused for the day!&lt;br /&gt;so wahooo!&lt;br /&gt;another freee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched the oratoricals.. but..&lt;br /&gt;didnt really finish it coz we still had to go to prac for dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. wait.. tired.&lt;br /&gt;just get back on you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110017619072644999?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110017619072644999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110017619072644999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110017619072644999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110017619072644999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/full-of-fudge.html' title='full of fudge.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-110000808641576385</id><published>2004-11-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:48:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i me? </title><content type='html'>no.. i dont think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENERGY LEVEL- 5% i thinkk..&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just not me today.. totally busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-110000808641576385?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/110000808641576385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=110000808641576385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110000808641576385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/110000808641576385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/am-i-me.html' title='am i me? '/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109992878259741896</id><published>2004-11-08T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:46:22.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/640/2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/320/2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanity.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;royalties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109992878259741896?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109992878259741896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109992878259741896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992878259741896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992878259741896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/vanity.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109992870114527345</id><published>2004-11-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:45:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/640/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/320/3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lindsay... rarrrr!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;royalties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109992870114527345?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109992870114527345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109992870114527345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992870114527345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992870114527345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/lindsay.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109992778136864807</id><published>2004-11-08T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:47:41.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addin up</title><content type='html'>haha..&lt;br /&gt;just to add up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((ill add the song as my background as soon as i have time..:)&lt;br /&gt;LOVING WHAT??-- rumors-- lindsay lohan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Saturday steppin into the Club&lt;br /&gt;The music made me wanna tell the DJ Turn it Up&lt;br /&gt;I feel the Energy All around&lt;br /&gt;And my body cant Stop movin to the sound&lt;br /&gt;But..I cant tell that your watchin me&lt;br /&gt;And your probably gonna write what you didnt see&lt;br /&gt;Well I just need a little Space to Breath&lt;br /&gt;Can you please Respect my Privacy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you just let do &lt;br /&gt;The things I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be Me&lt;br /&gt;I dont Understand Why&lt;br /&gt;Would you wanna Bring me down&lt;br /&gt;When I'm only having Fun&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;(But Not the Way that you want me to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of Rumors Started&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of bein' Followed&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people Lyin&lt;br /&gt;Sayin what they want about me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they Back up off me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they let me live&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it my way&lt;br /&gt;Take this for just what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are Back up in the Club&lt;br /&gt;People Takin Pictures Dont you think they get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be all over the Floor&lt;br /&gt;And Throw my hands up in the air to the Beat like..&lt;br /&gt;(whaaattt)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say respectfully&lt;br /&gt;I would love it If you took the Camers off of me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I just Need a Little Room to Breath&lt;br /&gt;Can you please Respect My Privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you just let do &lt;br /&gt;The things I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be Me&lt;br /&gt;I dont Understand Why&lt;br /&gt;Would you wanna Bring me down&lt;br /&gt;When I'm only having Fun&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;( But Not the Way that you want me to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Chorus ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of Rumors Started&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of bein' Followed&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people Lyin&lt;br /&gt;Sayin what they want about me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they Back up off me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they let me live&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it my way&lt;br /&gt;Take this for just what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just Need to Free My Mind&lt;br /&gt;(My Mind)&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna dance and have a good Time&lt;br /&gt;(Good Time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of Rumors ( Rumors )&lt;br /&gt;Followed (Followed Followed Followed Followed)&lt;br /&gt;Followed But they Followed Me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they (They They They They They They )&lt;br /&gt;Let me Live (Live)&lt;br /&gt;Take this for Just What it Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Chorus ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of Rumors Started&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of bein' Followed&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people Lyin&lt;br /&gt;Sayin what they want about me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they Back up off me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they let me live&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it my way&lt;br /&gt;Take this for just what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Chorus ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of Rumors Started&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of bein' Followed&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people Lyin&lt;br /&gt;Sayin what they want about me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they Back up off me&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they let me live&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it my way&lt;br /&gt;Take this for just what it is..&lt;br /&gt;earlier today.. err.. chem..&lt;br /&gt;we had our med check up..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight:&lt;br /&gt;yr 1-60kg&lt;br /&gt;yr 2-64kg&lt;br /&gt;yr 3-49kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! so wutttiissdddatt! i reached 64! as in 140 lbs.?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;errr my gawwwdd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whattashaammmee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus we got valle verde naaa! &lt;br /&gt;wahoooooo! &lt;br /&gt;celebration is gonna be on the 26th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz our xavier intercation would be on the 27th!&lt;br /&gt;((plus we reallly cant find a place..:P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109992778136864807?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109992778136864807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109992778136864807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992778136864807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992778136864807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/addin-up.html' title='addin up'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109992472061814864</id><published>2004-11-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T22:38:40.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality bites</title><content type='html'>rar..&lt;br /&gt;my weekend wasn't the GREATEST...&lt;br /&gt;but its hella better than today..&lt;br /&gt;i've just been to places..&lt;br /&gt;trying to fix our celebration..&lt;br /&gt;but mission failed.. oh well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nov8,&lt;br /&gt;rar. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;my morning started off with a blink..&lt;br /&gt;my mom woke me up and i went straight to my room to sleep again..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;i ate a lot for bfast.. aumph. hate it..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought hella lota tix to school.. rar..&lt;br /&gt;heavyy.. major..&lt;br /&gt;but it was FUN to see my friends again..&lt;br /&gt;they kept buzzing about SUN.. &lt;br /&gt;they told me to shift to that network.. so..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the NTH time.. its another surprise for sr carla's bday..&lt;br /&gt;(i wanna surprise her next yr by not giving her anything)&lt;br /&gt;yay,, hehe.. while we were busy distributing the circulars to the CA's&lt;br /&gt;there was one super taray teacher.. (aumph)&lt;br /&gt;who told us to transfer because we were distracting the students..&lt;br /&gt;duh! no one was looking at us! duh! who would be intrested to watch&lt;br /&gt;at students fixing papers?! they'd rather spend their energy by talking, &lt;br /&gt;blabbing to the friends! i know i would have! argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;but still..&lt;br /&gt;good thing i didnt have to stand at my post.. *whee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i was late for filipino. &lt;br /&gt;gawd. &lt;br /&gt;first day--homework?!&lt;br /&gt;rar. hate it.. again with her poems w/c she can only understand,,&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. that's a juniors' life.&lt;br /&gt;live it. &lt;br /&gt;and *sound effectss*&lt;br /&gt;sir eric! perkiness..&lt;br /&gt;rar. he had a supra high energy level, so up and ready for a lesson..&lt;br /&gt;while he knows well that we're not. &lt;br /&gt;haha,, he looked pa nga for bianca. *ykee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was fun thou..&lt;br /&gt;spent it with tropa..&lt;br /&gt;gawd.. i miss those gurliess..&lt;br /&gt;of course, emanette as its toppings of course!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah! kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oe..we had to listen to this story..&lt;br /&gt;the swine herd..&lt;br /&gt;fairy tale..&lt;br /&gt;aumph. not up for that one thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem.. supra short.. we discussed only the properties of gas.&lt;br /&gt;how lame is that? but i supper love ms lavares..:)&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. i got to talk with aleli.. we just made fun bout some of our friends..&lt;br /&gt;wont mention them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cle..boring.&lt;br /&gt;geom..indirect prooving..its ok..no major comment,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30- MEETING WITH TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;super lame. aumph. badtrip.&lt;br /&gt;we started late coz they were late &lt;br /&gt;plus they presented something to sr carla.. argh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,,, all the questions, comments.. all dedicated to SECom.&lt;br /&gt;how lame is that? &lt;br /&gt;argh. we already distributed the circulars and now they want to change it?&lt;br /&gt;f*ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched the video thou.. nice one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a sun sim na.. hehe..:)&lt;br /&gt;gawd. &lt;br /&gt;lorra's right-- perkiness and enegy level drops to 10%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109992472061814864?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109992472061814864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109992472061814864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992472061814864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109992472061814864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/reality-bites.html' title='reality bites'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109962336387477524</id><published>2004-11-05T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T10:56:03.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this it?!</title><content type='html'>another of me and kate's adventures!&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;i went to their house.. *rar*&lt;br /&gt;then us, with her mom went to valley's function rooms..&lt;br /&gt;it was ok.. thou.. the food wasnt really that nice,&lt;br /&gt;considering its price.. no thanks! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to cvj.. tita liked the place and food,,&lt;br /&gt;its super ok.. but kinda expensive.. coz of tax!&lt;br /&gt;(who implements these high taxes in mkna anyway! aumph!)&lt;br /&gt;but w/o it.. its super duper ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;we're still trying to look for a place..&lt;br /&gt;we already have the caterer,decor,invites,souvs,mobile,..&lt;br /&gt;stuufff.. &lt;br /&gt;we just lack the place! argh!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we could find one.. pleeaaassee!&lt;br /&gt;but i think we'll settle with cvj if we cant find anything by sunday..&lt;br /&gt;aumph.. oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too numb now..&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that im soooooo heavy!&lt;br /&gt;arggghhhH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to my life!! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;tah tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109962336387477524?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109962336387477524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109962336387477524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109962336387477524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109962336387477524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/is-this-it.html' title='is this it?!'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109948947759926665</id><published>2004-11-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:44:37.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jackate's adventures! </title><content type='html'>rar.. i was supposed to get my liscence.. but.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;i was busy fixing my blog! haha! adiikk!&lt;br /&gt;so maybe tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;but im also going to my dreaded dentist.. argh.. &lt;br /&gt;5 years with braces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL!!!!! ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we go again with our bday planning! yay!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;it started of GREAT! as in..&lt;br /&gt;we found a caterer that has a super ok food and deal!&lt;br /&gt;so.. yay!&lt;br /&gt;then with the cakesss! hehehe! so.. ok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm... invites! haha!&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to have our picture taken at a studio..&lt;br /&gt;then place it in tarpaulin(ok.. i dont know how to spell!)&lt;br /&gt;so it could be the class invitation..&lt;br /&gt;but when we got there, &lt;br /&gt;they asked if a guy could take his passport pic first..&lt;br /&gt;so.. ok! we also had to buy lollipops.. so we went to DREAMSCAPE.&lt;br /&gt;haha! unfortunately.. no lollipop available! so im sorrrryyyy!&lt;br /&gt;then we saw the carousel..&lt;br /&gt;and then.. *JI-JANG!* **IDEA**&lt;br /&gt;since there is FISCAL CRISIS==COST-CUTTING..&lt;br /&gt;we decided to take our picture there! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! there was this super nice guy who took our picture..:D &lt;br /&gt;thaaannnkkssss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((souveneirs))&lt;br /&gt;we went to the dept store to check out te baby bottles..&lt;br /&gt;but it was tooo expensive.. so no thanksss!&lt;br /&gt;when we went down to have our picz developed..&lt;br /&gt;*SURPRISE*-- we saw kate's bro-- kuya mike..(FC!)&lt;br /&gt;on our way.. we passed by MORNING GLORY..&lt;br /&gt;and it called usss! haha!&lt;br /&gt;and luckily! there we saw it! our souveneirs!&lt;br /&gt;*wink!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((venue))&lt;br /&gt;still NO VENUE.&lt;br /&gt;we went to residencia.. &lt;br /&gt;we asked the people there where we can inquire..&lt;br /&gt;but we had to have a unit-owner there..&lt;br /&gt;so we waited for kate's friend--josh.. but we cantt!&lt;br /&gt;we left..&lt;br /&gt;we went to cvj.. the place was nice..&lt;br /&gt;but.. argh! too expensive!&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. we want to have a supra birthday bash..&lt;br /&gt;and my dad is supportive about the idea.. &lt;br /&gt;but.. i dont want to spend soooo much for it.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((gym))&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so i thought i cant make it..&lt;br /&gt;since i was sooo tired..&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately.. i did! haha!&lt;br /&gt;and i was watching HAPPY GILMORE..&lt;br /&gt;i also saw there abbee canlas..&lt;br /&gt;but wasnt able to say hi.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;im sorrryyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! there are still some hw.. aumph!&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep reading history-- rennaisance and reformation.&lt;br /&gt;aumph! i can imagine ms.babeth explaining this to us! haha!&lt;br /&gt;only read 4 out of 9 pages.. aumph..&lt;br /&gt;geom and chem to go.. haaayyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh welll.. this entry sucks..&lt;br /&gt;im TIRED..&lt;br /&gt;but.. you read it! hahaha! too bad for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tah-tah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109948947759926665?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109948947759926665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109948947759926665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109948947759926665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109948947759926665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/jackates-adventures.html' title='jackate&apos;s adventures! '/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109936081081966214</id><published>2004-11-02T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T10:00:10.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanilla sky.. its the consequences of your choices.</title><content type='html'>rar..&lt;br /&gt;havent slept yet..&lt;br /&gt;watched a dvd.. what was that? ah.. argh!&lt;br /&gt;cant remember! i just know its Spanish..:S&lt;br /&gt;haha! its obvious that im liking to foreign films..&lt;br /&gt;rar.. its nice thou.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! when i turned the tv to cinemax..&lt;br /&gt;there he was!&lt;br /&gt;TOM CRUISE! rar! major!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha! then i realized that it was vanilla sky..&lt;br /&gt;i never got to finish it thou, but still its one of my fave films..&lt;br /&gt;well now i had the chance! wahoooo! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;what i learned? &lt;br /&gt;--people feel 5 emotions in their lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;  *shame&lt;br /&gt;  *guilt&lt;br /&gt;  *hate&lt;br /&gt;  *mistrust (?)&lt;br /&gt;  *LOVE&lt;br /&gt;rar.. &lt;br /&gt;--life is controlled by YOUR (my) choices.&lt;br /&gt;--every minute is a chance to make a turn in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaw.. moved. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wehell..&lt;br /&gt;im going to the gym later..&lt;br /&gt;also to the LTO.. &lt;br /&gt;finally, my legal student's liscence..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;wehhll..&lt;br /&gt;tah tah for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109936081081966214?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109936081081966214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109936081081966214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109936081081966214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109936081081966214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/vanilla-sky-its-consequences-of-your.html' title='vanilla sky.. its the consequences of your choices.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109932567880964481</id><published>2004-11-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T00:14:38.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wattup?!</title><content type='html'>rar..&lt;br /&gt;so what have i been up to?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIR TICKETS..&lt;br /&gt;and lots of them..&lt;br /&gt;and i MEAN LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;i have been numbering class lists and circulars..&lt;br /&gt;stapling circulars, then stapling the tickets to them..&lt;br /&gt;and thats majorly more than 500 circulars for me..&lt;br /&gt;since i did HS plus few sections of grade3..&lt;br /&gt;rar.. tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sat.. i was supposed to go to lorz' house..&lt;br /&gt;but she went to makati so.. i just went with my mom..&lt;br /&gt;and damn i was TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;gawd. i was asleep the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;supweer...&lt;br /&gt;then i drop by at lorz' house to get the circulars and tickets..&lt;br /&gt;just in time! haha! they were about to leave kasi.. aumph!&lt;br /&gt;lucky me!&lt;br /&gt;but then.. traffic at marcos! i really needed to go to the CR pa..&lt;br /&gt;aumph! bummer... &lt;br /&gt;i was slackin of that day..&lt;br /&gt;ika nga .. BUHAY BABOY.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i was gaining so fast...&lt;br /&gt;ay.. i went to the gym earlier that day.. &lt;br /&gt;haha.. an hour at the treadmill.. whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday.. went at the grocery..&lt;br /&gt;also at celeb and greenhills pa pala..&lt;br /&gt;eep. and my mom's friend told me i was gaining weight!&lt;br /&gt;aumph! hate myself! i need to lose! &lt;br /&gt;as in now. aumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier today..&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym.. *yay*&lt;br /&gt;burned 500kcal at the treadmill..&lt;br /&gt;thou i feel i ate more than twice that.. eeeepp...&lt;br /&gt;this cant be! also my yaya told me that i was getting fat! &lt;br /&gt;aumph!&lt;br /&gt;2nd witness!&lt;br /&gt;omg! i really need to lose na..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;went to the cementary..&lt;br /&gt;haha! we watched a spanish movie..&lt;br /&gt;what was that?! i cant remember.. but its english translation is&lt;br /&gt;your mother too..&lt;br /&gt;eeeeekk.. erotic? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;oh well! i got to spend time with my cuzs again..&lt;br /&gt;*yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! so that was it.&lt;br /&gt;my boring days.. haayy..&lt;br /&gt;tom.. we were supposed to go on a gimik..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think it would push through.&lt;br /&gt;since only me and tina could go..&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving..&lt;br /&gt;tah tah! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109932567880964481?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109932567880964481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109932567880964481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109932567880964481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109932567880964481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/11/wattup.html' title='wattup?!'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109906615504512364</id><published>2004-10-30T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T00:09:15.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>haha!&lt;br /&gt;sembreak at last!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. thou we still have tons of homework and stuff to do for the fair..&lt;br /&gt;im still happy that sembreak is finally here!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. this morning.. competed for swimming.. 25free..&lt;br /&gt;haha. lost! dont care! its not my sport..:P hehe!&lt;br /&gt;after that.. we had to arrange the circulars and tickets for the fair..&lt;br /&gt;that was a whole heck of numbering!&lt;br /&gt;and i also forgot to bring the class lists.. so.. haha! i had to get pa..&lt;br /&gt;we're not done thou.. even that we had more time at lorra's place..&lt;br /&gt;still not done. &lt;br /&gt;so i have to do some pa.. argh.. well, not some.. many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las hojas has fought, lost, but still kept the faith..&lt;br /&gt;keep on believing.&lt;br /&gt;we lost the basketball event from blue.. aumph. it was a close game.&lt;br /&gt;but God wanted blue to win.. maybe next time.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had ice monster before we got to lorra's place! yahoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i really had an ice craving!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yummmmy!!!&lt;br /&gt;had 2.. one melon, another milk! yummy yummm yummm!&lt;br /&gt;rar!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. im catching up on some sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;i just actually woke up..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.:)&lt;br /&gt;rar!&lt;br /&gt;tah-tah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109906615504512364?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109906615504512364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109906615504512364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109906615504512364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109906615504512364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109896726235527544</id><published>2004-10-28T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:41:02.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance? what dance?</title><content type='html'>rar..&lt;br /&gt;it was a total and complete mess..&lt;br /&gt;aumph..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up soooo early to go to school.. then this? haarr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.. we signed tix for the fair.:) &lt;br /&gt;twas fun.. but soooo tiring! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won at basket today!&lt;br /&gt;rah rah rah!&lt;br /&gt;las hojas de escoda!!!! weeeeeeeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. tom... my game.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont have a swim suit!!&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. its just 25 free.. but.. hahah! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109896726235527544?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109896726235527544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109896726235527544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109896726235527544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109896726235527544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/dance-what-dance.html' title='dance? what dance?'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109888188225800008</id><published>2004-10-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T20:58:02.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rar. i gained f*ckin 9 lbs.</title><content type='html'>haha.. just saw in the scale.. aumph.. sssoooo bumbed.. rar..&lt;br /&gt;from 104 to 113. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fudge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109888188225800008?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109888188225800008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109888188225800008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109888188225800008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109888188225800008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/rar-i-gained-fckin-9-lbs.html' title='rar. i gained f*ckin 9 lbs.'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109879802495896628</id><published>2004-10-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T21:40:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aumphh..rited..</title><content type='html'>rar.. &lt;br /&gt;im sooo.... tired.. &lt;br /&gt;did a lot of stunts today.. as in..&lt;br /&gt;as far as i know, i do more stunts, and join on more pyramids than dance..&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's for las hojas' dance for the intramurals.. rar..&lt;br /&gt;hope we win! thou the primary students looked cute dancing..:P hehe!&lt;br /&gt;yay! we'll join them pala in their dance! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;i also watched the FIRST DAUGHTER..&lt;br /&gt;super nice! &lt;br /&gt;dreammyy...&lt;br /&gt;WE MAKE MISTAKES TO MAKE LIFE MORE INTERESTING.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109879802495896628?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109879802495896628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109879802495896628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109879802495896628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109879802495896628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/aumphhrited.html' title='aumphh..rited..'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109862626412326112</id><published>2004-10-24T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T21:57:44.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rar..</title><content type='html'>hehe! so i just got home..&lt;br /&gt;from tagaytay, eastwood and market market..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was soooooo nice at tagaytay.. &lt;br /&gt;(thou im getting supra fat coz im eating far tooo much.. eep!)&lt;br /&gt;had a movie marathon yesterday afternoon.. and gooddneess! tom cruise is just... whew! hahah! cutiieee! haha! then we had dinner at the china palace.. (prospectsss!)&lt;br /&gt;haha! kiddin!&lt;br /&gt;after that.. had a supra relaxing facial.. thou i fell asleep..:p hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;rushed to dreamland right after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mornin came.. and.. haha.. big breakfast.. then gym.. then bowling with my dad..&lt;br /&gt;haha! mgosh.. my hand hurts coz of that.. but supra fun..:)&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its BORING. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. lalang.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kate are thinking na of what themes we can do for our party so... tah-tah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109862626412326112?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109862626412326112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109862626412326112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109862626412326112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109862626412326112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/rar.html' title='rar..'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109846550111315969</id><published>2004-10-23T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T01:18:21.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buzzz</title><content type='html'>ano buzz! haha! &lt;br /&gt;ay nako its a completely T.I.R.I.N.G day.. aumph.. &lt;br /&gt;ate too much pa.. gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. it was really F-U-N!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. my morn wasnt really a good one so lets pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATE &amp; JAXX'S ADVENTURES!!&lt;br /&gt;mission: venue for our 16th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left around 1pm to go to kate's house to fetch her..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to celeb to celeb to inquire about the ballrooms or the lanai.. unfortunately, they arent free for the 27th.. so the lady recommended the tsino room.. she said it could fit a hundred.. but i think no! hehe! its too small and congested.. eeep.. dont want that! and thinking they charged us 4,000 for the balloons?! no thanks! but the lady was real nice naman.. sayang lang.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to party network at xavierville.. haha! we forgot our purpose there.. wenk! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. then off to acropolis and valle 6.. the clubhouses were real nice.. too bad it was occupied.. *LOSING HOPE!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to three hotels at ortigas area.. discovery, richmonde and linden..&lt;br /&gt;the guy at discovery is real cute! but gay.&lt;br /&gt;richmonde, they use a bedroom as an banquet office..&lt;br /&gt;linden.. i think this is the best choice..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPADES at GALLE&lt;br /&gt;haha! it was kinda late when we arrived at galle.. about 5..&lt;br /&gt;we went finally to QUICKLY for a TARO ICE! (missed that!)&lt;br /&gt;then kate ate at bk..&lt;br /&gt;then.. NAIL TROPICS! *yay!* funnn!&lt;br /&gt;we were thinking of a theme.. but.. im sorry! nothing is entering our minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISINGLY unPLEASANT&lt;br /&gt;we saw marquis at fila.. dancing for their opening! *yay!*&lt;br /&gt;and then.. when we went down.. surprise! it was --- going up!&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing (naturally but unseemingly noticable)&lt;br /&gt;on our way to beauty bar.. surprise! ---- walking through!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah! its a good thing i didnt see them both..:p kate told me lang..:p ahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;ice monster dilemma..&lt;br /&gt;---- and i were texting each other.. when he asked my wherabouts! and im sorry! i dont want to answer that question! hahaha! and to the surprise of my life.. ---- was beside us!! EEEPP... i was shivering seriously! i didnt want him to notice us! supra! but still im soooooo ashamed of why i didnt say hi! mamaya isipin nila ankapal ko diba! aumph! wrong move jackie! asar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well! life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSE CARS&lt;br /&gt;my dad fetched us at galle.. and we were talking about me and kate's dream to be a doctor someday.. and we got an idea.. 14 years of sturdy... hmmm.. ima think about it! sooopper... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKY CAPTAIN.. WHY HAVE I LET GO?&lt;br /&gt;my dad and i watched this movie..&lt;br /&gt;i would guess.. low budget toh!&lt;br /&gt;they were using purely graphics from computers..&lt;br /&gt;but ts real nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--polly made me think.. did i make the right decision? am i sure about myself? ughh.. i realized how much i missed.. hahahaha! never mind... maybe.. iono! gawd.. why is it like this..? haaaaayyy,,,, nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well! off to tagaytay tom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty rest calls! hahahahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tah-tah!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109846550111315969?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109846550111315969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109846550111315969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109846550111315969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109846550111315969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/buzzz.html' title='buzzz'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109834324123302048</id><published>2004-10-21T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T15:20:41.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests. over. doomed?</title><content type='html'>omg.. finally. i get to rest.&lt;br /&gt;fudge.. &lt;br /&gt;thou i'm sooooooo scared to know my grades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so help me God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohumm.. me and kate are going out tom. for our FIELD TRIP for our sixteenth! (nov 27!) wahooo! im sooooo excitedd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sat. gonna go to tagaytay.. aumph.. it was supposively subic, but aumph! didn't push through.. i wanna shop!!! super.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next week.. hmm.. monday.. DOOMSDAY! its the giving of grades plus.. uhmm.. practices for intrams.. gonna swim for LAS HOJAS DE ESCODA!!! wahoo! then on wed.. yeah!!! its UN day! thou i still dont have a costume yet..:S oh well! next week is gonna be intrams na!!! aumph!!! then SEMBREAK.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relief.. relax.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blinK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109834324123302048?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109834324123302048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109834324123302048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109834324123302048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109834324123302048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/tests-over-doomed.html' title='tests. over. doomed?'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109750378511307604</id><published>2004-10-11T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T22:09:45.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day is going by</title><content type='html'>another freaking day is over. alas. haha. *celebrate*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to keep up.. &lt;br /&gt;last sat we had the band screening at aa.. &lt;br /&gt;hohum.. boring.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately zab's band (JACKstones- no connection) wasn't able to come.&lt;br /&gt;they had their reco.. oh well, at least they had fu.:)&lt;br /&gt;it was totally B-O-R-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;the bands weren't really that great, the food kinda sucks..&lt;br /&gt;my posts. haha. entrance. bummer. we had to send away guests and students who weren't wearing the proper attire. *esp slippers* its kinda too much thou. but still rules are still rules. and im the asst. comhead. there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. at least i got to finish some of my load.. &lt;br /&gt;then went to the gym.. had my cookkiieee! *yuummmy!*&lt;br /&gt;then.. hmm.. oh yeah, i promised my self that i would go to mass, unfortunately i didnt. hohum. ill go tomorrow.. PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;then dinner out. haha. at croc's. &lt;br /&gt;done. *yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday=hectic= HELL WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;gawd. we have tests every single day of the week, the finals are coming up next week. what to do? haha. at least im done with most of the stuff i have to do! *yay* but im not feeling that *perky* anymore.. hmmm... tired i guess.. &lt;br /&gt;today.. unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;1st subject, i felt so drained.. haha. everything was a mess.. majorly!&lt;br /&gt;then it went on.. i had sooo many responsibilities, a lot of meetings. gawsh. history group, cle group, pinoy group, comheads.. hohum. how to untangle the knots i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so we have our english test tomorrow.. history reporting, music practical exam, geom quiz i think and,,, iono.. GOD PLEASE GUIDE ME. &lt;br /&gt;im goin to school 6.20 am for the mass thou. wake me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's it.. tah-tah! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109750378511307604?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109750378511307604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109750378511307604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109750378511307604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109750378511307604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-day-is-going-by.html' title='another day is going by'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109733777002990185</id><published>2004-10-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:02:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/640/32.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/320/32.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with prince joseph yeo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;royalties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109733777002990185?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109733777002990185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109733777002990185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109733777002990185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109733777002990185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/with-prince-joseph-yeoroyalties.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109733760093880289</id><published>2004-10-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:00:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/640/P1010176.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/33/1981/320/P1010176.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my gurl's bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;royalties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109733760093880289?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109733760093880289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109733760093880289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109733760093880289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109733760093880289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-my-gurls-bdayroyalties.html' title=''/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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-8640046.post-109725563899647877</id><published>2004-10-09T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T10:01:16.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its new. again?</title><content type='html'>haha! oh well.. here i go again with my blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt find my other accounts so i set up a new one.. again.&lt;br /&gt;harhar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;today was sooo.. awsome! totally! (ok.. yesterday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off quite badly thou,, haha,, &lt;br /&gt;new lessons during the morn,,&lt;br /&gt;practice during the late morn.. (oouuuchhh.. knee hurtss!)&lt;br /&gt;and.. hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were required to watch a meaningless show.&lt;br /&gt;umphh.. austerity measures huh?!&lt;br /&gt;they totally wasted our time, energy, their money (our tution.)&lt;br /&gt;fudge. they're totally unfair..&lt;br /&gt;its a good thing that we skipped it! (me, ate faith, bern)&lt;br /&gt;mainly because that we have to work for something for the band screening later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! then dismissal! wahooo! we were off to galle!&lt;br /&gt;*excited!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got there, i immediately went to terranova! *blissfully!*&lt;br /&gt;hehe! got new stuff! lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;then i also bought a *comfort* drink, taro ice! *yum!*&lt;br /&gt;eman, kat and zel, they bought at mcdo..the jasmine trio! wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our main mission of course!to buy "the" skateboard for neekol! *ultimate!*&lt;br /&gt;(skating board accdg to eman! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we bought this totally cool one, (fits her!)&lt;br /&gt;its with a fifa world cup blah blah! soccer chic! hehe! of course! that's mah gurl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zel insisted on passing through gasoline alley coz nate was there.. aumph! that biatch.. absolutely hate hiM! arghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our misadventure (which was w/o chelly..:(() &lt;br /&gt;haha! we went out at the san juan extension.. no taxi.. we had to transfer..&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the julio vargas road(if im not mistaken). gawd. TRAFFIC. majorly.&lt;br /&gt;harhar! so we decided to what?! WALK. haha! excercise! haha!&lt;br /&gt;eman kept complaining about the distance, but it was totally ok with me! hehe! weheheh! and we finally reached our destination.."salsa rossa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw joseph yeo! hahaa! however you spell it!&lt;br /&gt;thou im a true blue atenista..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha! *conversion! (KIDDIN!) but.. haha! gwapo! iskorrrr!&lt;br /&gt;eman was soooooo... unbelievable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo fun! the surprise party for neekol!&lt;br /&gt;we kept on thinking of ways of how to surprise her.. but then.. it didnt turn out the way we planned it.. thou still fun! major! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;(details and pictures later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sht. im gaining weight. my arms esp shoulders are humongous. aumph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8640046-109725563899647877?l=aprincessspills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/feeds/109725563899647877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8640046&amp;postID=109725563899647877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109725563899647877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8640046/posts/default/109725563899647877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincessspills.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-new-again.html' title='its new. again?'/><author><name>princess_jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449438722175674366</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>
