<?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-9584367</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:48:56.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe wOrLd AwOuNd MeE!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9584367.post-111641580213459125</id><published>2005-05-18T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T04:30:02.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey guys, I moved on to a new blog! Just visit it, okay? Ta-ta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Cleeeeeek &lt;a href="http://karaliciousss.blogspot.com"&gt; HERE!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111641580213459125?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111641580213459125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111641580213459125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111641580213459125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111641580213459125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-blog.html' title='New Blog..'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111614705442997603</id><published>2005-05-15T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T01:50:54.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shit. 6 hours sitting in front of the computer. No way. Holy crap! My butt's on fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Summer's never been this boring. I mean, it may have been but not as damn boring as this. This summer's different. I didn't get to ride a plane. Honestly, I use to ride a plane every year, but not this year. The heck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, atleast I get to go to different places. The Beach, Baguio, et cetera. But still, I don't know what happened this year. Actually, I thought this year would be &lt;strong&gt;a bomb. &lt;/strong&gt;But heck, it wasn't even fun at all (except those times when I get to go to the beach, bumm around and have some fun). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Plus the heat. No one should forget the heat. It's burning me like hell. Damn it! It's so hot, and nothing can change the climate no matter what happens. Even if it rains, it still is hot. Gawd. What's wrong with this planet. Honestly, I guess I should love rain better. I mean, I wouldn't have to suffer much heat anyway, eh? What do you think? And I believe, it's (rain) going to be far more better than summer. It's so powerful that it can announce "NO CLASSES TODAY!" in just a snap. Shit. How I wish it was the weather now. Honestly, I am burning here. Toasted. Burnt. Heated. What more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know I have things to do still. But, heck, it wouldn't do any good at all. I read a book, but I wouldn't last that long. I use the computer, but there's nothing else to do but chat, chat, chat, and update my blog; or even sometimes check my mail. Watch tv but there hardly are any nice shows. Damn. Why do I have to experience life at this exact angle? Couldn't I turn 180 degrees, and move to another direction? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anything can happen when boredom strikes. You know what. I don't have to enlist them, right? Honestly, I don't like the feeling of it. Boredom striking. Bummer. It destroys my day. But, no matter how long I keep entertaining myself nothing gets going. Matters just get worse. Ugh. I feel sick. It really makes my day unpleasant. And I feel such sadness within me if I'm bored. It's like as if I'm a total loser. A person who's not joining in the crowd and all that. But, the thing is, what can I do? That's the way it is already, right? So, how the heck can I change that fact? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I've been entertaining myself. Reminiscing. Thinking of my future and all that. But no way can boredom be erased. I seem not to be entertained by it. Oh well. Try as I may, I can never ever erase boredom. I am completely trapped in it's den, no escaping..no holes. It's just hard to get out of it. Hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111614705442997603?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111614705442997603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111614705442997603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111614705442997603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111614705442997603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/boredom-again.html' title='Boredom Again!'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111607794818647006</id><published>2005-05-14T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T06:39:08.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No..I wasn't able to go to the Bazaar, but yes, I was still able to go shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The heck? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Really, I'm so tired right now, my legs hurt and I feel so sleepy. Zzzzzz... Anyway, I was with my mom shopping. Honestly, it's hard for me shopping &lt;em&gt;with &lt;/em&gt;her. No, it's not because I don't want people to still see me shopping with any of my parents...It's definitely NOT that. It's simply just because of the fact that &lt;em&gt;we both like different things. &lt;/em&gt;I mean, our likes don't click together. Sometimes she likes this, but in my opinion I didn't like it. So, it's quite a hard time for me then. But, anyhow, she allowed me to choose anything I like (because before..it used to be her who judges and sees my attire..and it depends on her if I'll have it or not)..so it's pretty good in a way. I really shopped. As in. And I totally feel great! Well, okay..I also feel tired and sleepy, but it's not just that. I feel a lot more happier inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I went with mom to Greenhills and Shangri-la. Whew. It honestly was tiring. But still fun in a way. Hehehe. Of course, I still love shopping even though it hurts my legs so much. x__x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gawd. Greenhills was super crowded and I didn't really like it much. Aww. But, it was still nice buying things from there. I mean, the clothes, pants, shorts, etc. are way cheaper there. So, it's somewhat great to get stuffs from there too, right? You can save a whole lot of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shang..as always. Honestly, I go there all the time. Hehehe. Wait, I saw my friends there too. Cool. I saw Sarah in U; and Julia in McDo (food court) while buying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I'm so tired. *yawn* Ta-ta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111607794818647006?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111607794818647006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111607794818647006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111607794818647006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111607794818647006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/no.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111599307984014647</id><published>2005-05-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T07:04:39.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, I came home from Baguio yesterday. Reached home at around 10:30pm and I was so sleepy by then (maybe that explains why I wasn't able to make a post). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lately, I've regreted complaining that I've been to Baguio lots of times. I definitely regret complaining. Shit. To be honest, I had loads of fun. Yeah, loads of fun (why do I keep echoing every sentence I'm saying...). I mean, not everyone gets the chance to go to Baguio, right. Or not everyone gets the chance to visit Baguio as often as I do. Well, I guess I can say that I'm so lucky to be able to do so. Now, I am completely thankful for that fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, we stayed at (where we usually stay in) Green Valley's: VIP VILLAS. Had that three-storey rented again. So, it was cool going up and down the stairs. Hehehe. And honestly, I feel "at home" there. Very at home. The facilities complete what more can you ask for. It was like a typical home for me..except there's no computer there. Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Of course, our trip wouldn't be complete without going shopping. We went to SM Baguio twice. Coolness. Mom and I shopped all night. Dad was getting somewhat pissed off with us (mom and I) by then. Anyhow, he wasn't able to do anything with it. Because, the thing is, &lt;em&gt;girls love shopping... &lt;/em&gt;no one can erase that fact. He just had to deal  with it, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;First night, we ate at "Teriyaki Boy." Food didn't quite please me, although it is Japanese food. Sushi-ya's the best..still! Second night, we ate at Don Henrico's. Oh yeah! I really love it there. Specially their chicken! It's so great. Hmm...this food topic makes me crave. Gee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, I still had those boring times there. Those were when I was stuck with my dad in his office. I know there are computers there, but I didn't feel like using them then. Anyhow, I kept myself company by taking pictures. Whatever. And probably, texted my friends. Hehehe. I did ran out of load because of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, we all had fun in Baguio. The climate is so cool. Shit! I miss it so much. I mean, back here, I'm toasted. I truly am. Even though I don't move that much, I still perspire. Ugh. So what I do is, I take a bath every now and then. Plus, I keep my aircon on 24/7. Always on duty. No break! Harhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way, Dad might be getting me the LCD already. Whew! I hope he will! Because, according to him, LCD's much more safer. It doesn't harm the eyes as much as a regular monitor would. So, if you're a computer freak..no prob. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! Less than three months my birthday will come! Hurray! Thirteen. I'm soon to be thirteen. I've been longing for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I'm already planning for my birthday. Mom said it's good to celebrate since I'm to be a teenager already. It's a good way to welcome me to teenage life. Oh well. There have been lots of plans which backfired. I don't know why. New ideas pop into our head every now and then. So far, I've decided to keep it simple. A get-together would be fine for me. I don't have to throw a really huge birthday party since I'm not having my debu yet. Duh. Keeping it simple is how I planned it to be. Mom didn't bicker with that idea of mine. So, it's good so far. And I'm having fun planning it. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'll just keep you posted. Okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111599307984014647?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111599307984014647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111599307984014647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111599307984014647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111599307984014647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/yes-i-came-home-from-baguio-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111564462922294011</id><published>2005-05-09T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:17:09.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baguio, Here I Come.....Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'll just be making a short post for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow, early morning, we'll be leaving for Baguio. I've been there for millions of times. Kiddin'. Well, not literally, I guess. It's just that I've been there lots of times. I don't know if I'll still like it. I mean, the travel's like 6 hours. Whew..I don't know how I survived our past trips. Whatever. ---cut it off---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well yeah, yesterday was Mother's Day and at the same time, it was my cousin's birthday. First, we went to my Grandma's house (in Las Piñas) then proceeded to my cousin's dinner get-together (for his bday that is). We ate at &lt;strong&gt;House of Minis&lt;/strong&gt;. Actually, we also celebrated Mother's Day, this time it's in my father's side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**(you may skip this part since it's REALLY boring. Just sharing a "crap.")**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A while ago, we had Kumon too. Piles of seatworks. Yeah..Piles and Piles. Anyway, I aced the seatworks today. And I feel so great. Kumon, it such a burden. Well, except this time, since it's summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I fixed my things for Baguio this morning. Heck, I don't know what to wear and what to bring. Until now (believe it or not), I haven't packed! Damn. It's NOT that I'm lazy..it's just that I CAN'T find any clothes to bring and wear. I'm crazy, ain't I? Gawd. I still have to pack. Tata! See you guys on Thursday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;---I'm OFF---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111564462922294011?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111564462922294011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111564462922294011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111564462922294011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111564462922294011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/baguio-here-i-comeagain.html' title='Baguio, Here I Come.....Again!'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111546671727762666</id><published>2005-05-07T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T04:51:57.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far, So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've not been updating you guys with my goingson and for that, I'm sorry (com'on don't be too dramatic). Sheesh. I've been hanging around my grandma's house this week, and it's so cool everytime I'm there. I spent some time with her and my cousins, plus my bro and my soon to be sister-in-law, ate Ysabel. I stayed at my grandma's last Tuesday and Thursday. We ALL had fun...what's not great was that I had to be picked up by 8pm because later that night, no one's to pick me up nor bring me home :-'( Anyhow...atleast I spent some time with them. And, honestly, that's how I help keep my feet on the ground this week and save myself from severe boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, last Wednesday..we went &lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, we went to Glorieta and Shang. Fun, fun, fun was how it went. I got lots of new stuffs..plus a pair of Havaianas although, I didn't really intend to get one. Oh, plus those books I got! We also bought things for school. Hah! That was one heck of a shopping day I guess. But still...it was &lt;strong&gt;so much fun!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I, myself, have been so lazy to do things. I enjoyed just sitting infront of the computer and using it..but not updating my blog and whatsoever. I'm doing nonsense with it. Honestly...I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing's been up this week. Only the fact that my dad's going to get me a NEW computer..but it's not LCD (grrrrr!) and an IPod (I don't know what kind yet, but I told him to get me the IPod Photo..hope he does) by JUNE! Hurray! Gawd. Next, I'll ask him to get me a laptop naman (Wahaha!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I'll be going up to Baguio again..for the millionth time (kiddin'). I'll be off Tuesday til Thursday (I guess). Even though I've been there lots of times, I still feel good about it since I'm not going to suffer much "heat." Hahaha. I'll enjoy their cold whether there 'cuz when I come back here, damn, I'm to be &lt;strong&gt;toasted&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've resumed friendstering (huh?) already. Gawd. New account again. Damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111546671727762666?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111546671727762666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111546671727762666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111546671727762666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111546671727762666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-far-so-good.html' title='So Far, So Good'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111495254846955758</id><published>2005-05-01T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T06:02:28.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodness Gracious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gawd. My blog hasn't been updated since the other day. My bad. Harhar. I'm pretty lazy now. Wait..that is &lt;strong&gt;Lazy to Use the Computer. &lt;/strong&gt;Eek. Whew...this is a pretty good start. I mean, I &lt;strong&gt;might &lt;/strong&gt;not be an internet addict by the time the schoolyear starts. Hurray! A good change, isn't it? Well, on the other side, I am much disappointed to say that &lt;em&gt;I might not be updating my blog regularly. &lt;/em&gt;I hope NO demands would be written in my taggy, comments would be much appreciated. Anyhow, I will keep it active, and let you all catch up with the goingson in my life...okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Boredom struck again. Oh well, it struck me right away...the moment I got home from Puerto Galera. Gawd. I guess I'll be making a planner for a better summer. You know, put back boredom where it should be (although, the only problem is &lt;em&gt;I don't know where it REALLY belongs! Phff.&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Time flies so fast! In just a blink of an eye it's another schoolyear once again. Got my books just this Friday. Looking at it, gives me the &lt;em&gt;stupid creeps. &lt;/em&gt;I don't know if I'm ready to become a grade 7. I mean, 6th grade was a pretty hard challenge, what more for 7th grade? Haaaaaay. That's how it goes though. I CANNOT stop time. I have to move on. Face &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;challenges. Probably, they'll be helping me to become a better person. Anyhow, it'll be a hard challenge I guess. Yu-uh..thinking negatively again, ain't I? Well, that's how I feel. Gawd. Considering that I am also a member of the JSCAA. What the?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lots of things linger around my head. Bummer. Like it's questioning me &lt;em&gt;What are your plans this summer? It's so boring..anything new to do? Don't you want to go somewhere, your pretty much of a homebuddy? Goodness, you're boring yourself to death!&lt;/em&gt; It's like, as if, my mind talks to me. Telling me all those stuffs. It's really weird. Yu-uh. So weird. Anyhow...I'll gladly be making a schedule if this happens again. Harhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;--Snaps back to Reality--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gawd. I've changed, I guess. Atleast, I know I changed. Yupyup. Since it's pretty boring, I have been addicted to books. I've read a LOT and it's really surprising because I NEVER liked books before. In fact, I HATED IT A LOT! All my books here at home (specially that Harry Potter series) are on &lt;strong&gt;display mode&lt;/strong&gt;. But, I don't know what struck me/what had gotten into me, all I can say is that &lt;strong&gt;I'm a book lover now!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Shiat. Mom was gobsmacked with this fact. She couldn't believe that I LOVE books now. She was like, &lt;em&gt;"I never thought you liked books!" &lt;/em&gt;Oh yes, baby. Now I do. I'm different now..okay? Harhar. But still..I'm the &lt;strong&gt;Danielle/Kara &lt;/strong&gt;you guys used to know. Only that now &lt;strong&gt;she loves books&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I finished &lt;strong&gt;Shopaholic and Sister &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Sophie &lt;/em&gt;(I forgot the family name...). It's a pretty nice book. But..no matter what, &lt;strong&gt;Cathy Hopkins' books are the BEST!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Believe it or not, I made a list of books I want to buy. Gawd. It's a pretty long list. Whoa! Maybe, I'll share it to you guys next time. Harhar. I kind of sleepy now *yawn*. By the way, the books I listed down aren't only by Cathy Hopkins, but also they're by some other famous (I believe) authors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, well, well...we did our usual routine every Sunday. Went to mass..then ate outside. Harhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mother's Day is fast approaching. Dad got mom a really nice gift. Gawd. It costs a lot &lt;em&gt;daw &lt;/em&gt;(that's according to Dad). Dad got Mom an original &lt;strong&gt;Louis Vuitton &lt;/strong&gt;bag. Gawd. It's so sweet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Summer's soon going to end. But, what's funny is that, I don't know when school starts. So, I don't know the exact details on how long summer still lasts for me and my fellow assumptionistas. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://menasha.blogspot.com"&gt;Ate Gaye&lt;/a&gt; is planning to teach in Assumption. Wow! Oh gawd, if ever she passes and teaches in A.A., I have to be a good girl. Harhar. You know...attitude alert! Hahaha. Take care of myself..be careful with what I do. Gawd. Or else----- Haha..just kidding. But, I wish she passes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Good Luck, Ate Gaye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyhow...I don't know if I'll be posting pictures here. Hahaha. Thinking twice. If yes, good for you since I'm generous enough...and if NO, sorry! Hahaha. Anyways, I'll surprise you guys nalang one day. That is, if I'll be good to share the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111495254846955758?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111495254846955758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111495254846955758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111495254846955758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111495254846955758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/05/goodness-gracious.html' title='Goodness Gracious'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111467369551249747</id><published>2005-04-28T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:34:55.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm pretty much of a dreamer. I say things but I don't put them into action." &lt;/em&gt;It saddens me to think about it. It's &lt;u&gt;TRUE&lt;/u&gt;. I've said so many things, but I didn't accoplish them all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I dream, I goal, but I just say them...I don't even think I mean them. It's really hard to accept that I'm really like that. I don't know. Hard. Hard. Hard. Stupid me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This time, I want to go for a change. Create a new me. A new person with genial personality. Even though laden, still is eager to move on. I want to put God as my first priority. This time, no more horseplay. It's time for real work. I have to shun anything unpleasant that comes my way. I will do my best. And proclaim that &lt;strong&gt;"I CAN!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111467369551249747?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111467369551249747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111467369551249747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111467369551249747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111467369551249747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-can.html' title='I Can'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111459688818565324</id><published>2005-04-27T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T03:14:48.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Puerto Galera wasn't how I pictured it to be. I thought it was a Bora Beach look-alike. But...no, it wasn't. It was more of a Batangas Beach, with white sand and pebbles along the shore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess that a &lt;u&gt;two-night stay&lt;/u&gt; is &lt;em&gt;"bitin." &lt;/em&gt;If we just extended for a day, it would be pretty much better. I mean, we wouldn't be crowding all our activities in one day, right? But, two-night stay was how it went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To reach Puerto Galera, we rode our car until Batangas, then a boat to Puerto Galera. The boat ride was atleast an hour travel. Ack. Boriiiiiiiing. Sleeeeeepy. Yeah, right. We stayed in Basilico..it's somewhere along White Beach. Not pretty much attractive, but still okay. What's good is that it's beach fronting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We were kinda a large group composed of atleast 15 people. And yes, it was sooooooooooooo fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Food's great. I think that &lt;em&gt;ihaw-ihaw &lt;/em&gt;is their specialty. I mean, &lt;em&gt;food na iihawin. &lt;/em&gt;Err. I can't seem to explain very well. Ugh. Just try to get what I'm trying to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, was the best. Morning...we went snorkling in some place (I don't know what it's called). And 'twas so fun. We were even pulled by a boat to the deep part to see more corals and fishes. Yes, it was a better view of the underwater world. Nothing beats it. Although many jellyfishes were stinging me, and I soon felt veeeeery itchy, it was still fun for me since I am wishing that I can soon try Scuba Diving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also had my hair braided, together with &lt;a href="http://indarkness.info"&gt;Ate Gaye&lt;/a&gt;, Genev (sorry if it's wrongly spelled), Tania and Lexi. Harhar. We had to wait for about an hour for it to be finished. Sacrificing was so applied. The result was &lt;strong&gt;two-thumbs up. &lt;/strong&gt;But, honestly, it's hard to sleep with it. Err. Sacrifice, Kara, Sacrifice. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was fun staying in Puerto Galera. And I miss the fun we had. Everyone enjoyed, I guess. Hahaha. But still, nothing beats Bora Beach. Harhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111459688818565324?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111459688818565324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111459688818565324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111459688818565324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111459688818565324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/puerto-galera-wasnt-how-i-pictured-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111432508919326913</id><published>2005-04-24T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T23:44:49.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm so aware that I'm not updating my blog regularly. There have been &lt;u&gt;demands&lt;/u&gt; from some &lt;em&gt;anonymous &lt;/em&gt;people. They keep tagging and saying that I should update. Unfortunately, life has been same old same, so there's nothing much I can write. I bet you'll just get tired of reading my posts because they'll all be the same. Just stick to the latest post, if ever....okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So tomorrow, summer's officially going to start for me. I know what you think, late eh? Oh well. Luckily, beach fun is to be pushed through. Hurray! *claps* I'm going to Puerto Galera tomorrow. Oh yeah! I'll be with some of our family friends. It's my first time to go there, so I'll be kinda new to it. Harhar. I just hope it'll be tons of fun for all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm not much of an internet addict anymore (I guess). And I hope that I'll be able to do this (not use the internet) often...it'll be a good practice for we start the s.y. So, blog...I might not update much anymore. Sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Still thinking twice if I'll continue blogging. Yes, it does have an advantage so as a disadvantage. Eek. Ugh. I'm thinking real hard about this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mom already enrolled me. We're lucky since the people there allowed us to enrol early. We didn't have to line up anymore. Filled up the form, payed...done. No more lining up. Yehey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, my mom and I made crepes. Oh yeah. It's so yummy. We still have lots left, here at home. Hahaha. Oh well, just sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gawd. I miss my friends a LOT. I hope we'll see each other soon. I'm so eager to see all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I believe I grew a bit larger...hahaha. Food, food, food. I'm surrounded by food all summer. Gosh, I have to burn all those fats. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So far, I'm missing everyone in school. So much!!!! I'm feeling &lt;u&gt;miserable&lt;/u&gt;. Aaaah. But still, excited for tomorrow's event! Harhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111432508919326913?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111432508919326913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111432508919326913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111432508919326913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111432508919326913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-so-aware-that-im-not-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111398255805986852</id><published>2005-04-20T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:40:12.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The past few days were so boring. I was tempted NOT to write in my blog since there was &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING &lt;/strong&gt;happening in my life. Oh well. Summer's been really spent on doing nothing! And I'm so tired of that. I want a change. I want a change soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyhow, we'll be going to Puerto Gallera (hopefully) on Monday. But it's still to be decided on. It's not 100% sure. Well, it's just great to have plans so that I can look forward to &lt;em&gt;something. &lt;/em&gt;Probably, we'll also be going back to Baguio sometime May. I don't really know if that sounds something &lt;em&gt;great &lt;/em&gt;for me since I've been there like &lt;em&gt;countless &lt;/em&gt;times. Er...But still, a plan is great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Our Palawan trip is (I guess) not to be pushed through anymore. Uhm, that's not quite sure though. Honestly, I'd rather go somewhere other than Palawan. It's not that I don't like Palawan, but I seem to think that it's not pretty much safe there yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even though I've been to Boracay twice I still miss their &lt;em&gt;very white sand and amazing beach. &lt;/em&gt;I still look forward to visiting it again sometime. The banana boat ride there is surely GREAT, plus all the shopping you can do! Damn, I so miss it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was talking to Dad days ago telling him that I wanted to go to the beach soon. It doesn't matter if we were to take a plane or use our car, as long as I am able to feel the beach once again. Of course, he also wanted to have some &lt;em&gt;'family' vacation &lt;/em&gt;so he planned this &lt;strong&gt;Puerto Gallera Trip &lt;/strong&gt;plus a (Not yet sure) &lt;strong&gt;Punta Fuego Trip. &lt;/strong&gt;I guess that on the first-second week of May we'll be going to Virgie Island (don't care if that's wrongly spelled), Batangas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know, we do have plans actually but still they are to be thought of. Damn. I can't wait to sniff fresh 'beach' air once again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, yesterday Kuya and her girlfriend went to our house. Had dinner and all that. Suddenly they announced that I was to be a &lt;em&gt;tita &lt;/em&gt;already. I was totally &lt;strong&gt;gobsmacked&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean, it's shocking...isn't it? Oh well. I'm pretty much excited to see the baby though. She's to give birth on December. Damn, I wish it is a girl! I'm so excited. Well...I guess I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So far, summer's been not going so well. Har-har. But with badminton as my sport...it saved me from severe boredom in this life. I played badminton yesterday with some of my dad's friends. Old and New. We were pretty much of a large group. Hahaha. But, it was totally fun! Fun, fun, fun..to top it all! I was able to diminish the fats in me. And that's good. Good for a starter. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nowadays, I'm being careful with what I take in. Like how it goes, &lt;em&gt;"You are what you eat!" &lt;/em&gt;I have to control my appetite. Yes...control. Easy to say, but SO HARD to put into action. Anyhow, I guess I'll still be tempted to eat more and more and more. No joke! If summer's really this boring, it can come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111398255805986852?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111398255805986852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111398255805986852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111398255805986852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111398255805986852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/past-few-days-were-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111365698646397635</id><published>2005-04-16T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T06:09:46.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, okay. I had a pretty fine day. 'Twas better than the other day. Although, it was still boring. Err. &lt;em&gt;Boring..as always. &lt;/em&gt;Luckily we were able to play badminton. Oh yeah! I played yesterday, and so did I today. Hurray! I can diminish the fats in me. *evil grin.* Honestly, I was dilapidated when we arrived home. Mom, Dad and Kuya Miguel are surely great players. &lt;strong&gt;Competitive &lt;/strong&gt;if I were to put it in other words. I sure would love to amplify my badminton strokes. Ugh. But I know it wouldn't just happen like magic. I would have to strive hard and do the best that I can to persue what I goal for. And that would also take me such a looooooooong time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, nothing really new happened today. Same old same. Whatever. I'm tired of having this &lt;em&gt;regular routine &lt;/em&gt;this summer. All I ever do is &lt;em&gt;use the computer, eat, sleep, watch tv, and talk to my friends on the phone. &lt;/em&gt;With that as my schedule everyday...I'm useless. Staying at home...is not fun anymore. It's too much! This time I miss my friends. If I were just given the chance to attend school once again, I would gladly come. Even if that was only to last a day. As long as there's no seatworks nor lectures given. Hahaha. I miss everyone in school. Take note: &lt;u&gt;everyone&lt;/u&gt; NOT everything. That means I miss &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;of&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;my friends, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; teachers &lt;/em&gt;(just kiddin')&lt;em&gt;, manongs, manangs, et cetera. &lt;/em&gt;But NOT the homeworks, projects, lectures, sermons, written expressions, oral tests, tests, quizzes, etc. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gosh. This boring summer's really tempting me to eat and sleep more! Aaaaaah. I'm growing faaaaaaaat! Darn. I have to amputate my bad eating habits. Like, junk food, chocolates, sweets, et cetera. Err. That's hard, eh? Waaaaaah. &lt;u&gt;TAKE ME SOMEWHERE, TAKE ME SOMEWHERE!!&lt;/u&gt; Just to amuse me. Please!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way here the questions for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:sa tingin mo ba may award ka next year? ;) good luck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A:Uhm...I don't think so. Hahaha. Honestly, Grade six has been one of the hard challenges I'veexperienced. 'Twas also hard to maintain a "pleasing" grade. Err. I guess, next year would bepretty much hard for me. And I think that I won't be able to get an award. :-'( But thanks for that "goodluck" haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:The first time you had your shoes taken off - how surprised were you to see that you still had toes? hahaha *batista*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Very surprised!!!*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:crush mo ba si Eddie Guerrero? wahaha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Nope. I never even liked him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:kilala mo ko?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:I would..if you put your name:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:Where do you usually hangout&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:A place called..home. Hahaha. I don't really go out a lot. I'd rather stay at home than go elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:How was your day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Fine...*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:Do you have a ym account?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Yupyup. You might also want to explore my blog, cuz it's written somewhere there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:What's better Xanga or Blogspot?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:In my opinion Blogspot is better. I dunno with the others. Hahaha. Eek. I guess I'm justused to using blogspot.*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111365698646397635?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111365698646397635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111365698646397635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111365698646397635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111365698646397635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111355439346817074</id><published>2005-04-15T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:54:27.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;Do you like Havaianas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Yeah, but not really that much. Hahaha. My mom and my sister are the ones who like it so much **wink**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;What's up -chessy c:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Nothin' much. Hahaha. I'm bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;What is your sport&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Badminton..I think! Or is it Karting, or no, baka Wall-Climbing. Uh, just consider the three. **smiles**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;Are you a sun-worshipper?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: NO!! Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;I like your blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: thanks. Actually you can write that in the taggy...:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;How many siblings do you have?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: 3. I have 1 bro, and 2 sis :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;You're pretty..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Gee, thanks. **blushes..NOT**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;Are you single?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Course I am!!! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;What's your cellphone number?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A:Sorry, I don't give it to people I don't know..depends if &lt;em&gt;kilala kita&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;You didn't write your name kasi eh. Here's my eadd nlang: &lt;a href="mailto:lilpinayxox@yahoo.com"&gt;lilpinayxox@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;Nagbeach ka na this summer?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Nope :-') but I will soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Q:&lt;u&gt;I enjoy your blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A: Err..thank you! Hahaha. you can also add that in the taggy. **smiles**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111355439346817074?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111355439346817074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111355439346817074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111355439346817074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111355439346817074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/questions-qdo-you-like-havaianas-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111354917335248730</id><published>2005-04-15T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:12:53.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Err. I was &lt;u&gt;suppose to&lt;/u&gt; play badminton yesterday. But due to the &lt;em&gt;damage &lt;/em&gt;of their electric wire, there wasn't any electricity in Myan's. Phff. Yes, I know..&lt;strong&gt;Badtrip&lt;/strong&gt;, eh? I was ready to play pa naman yesterday. Why's life so &lt;em&gt;"wrong timing&lt;/em&gt;?" Err. Does it really have to be this way everytime I'm well prepared to do something. Yeah, you think I'm shallow right? But, heck, don't think that way because I'm really not like that. Okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, yesterday went so bad, not only the fact that our badminton schedule &lt;strong&gt;was cancelled&lt;/strong&gt; but also that, there wasn't anything to do here at home. Eek. I was suppose to watch a film, but it didn't work out for me. I was feeling uneasy while watching that &lt;em&gt;freakin' &lt;/em&gt;film. It was actually, a &lt;em&gt;comedy &lt;/em&gt;but for me it wasn't comedy, it was (like what we put in *Filipino* terms) &lt;em&gt;kakornihan. &lt;/em&gt;Epal. Putek! My afternoon was bad, and so was my night. Pathetic life. Nothing seems to match me. Eek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Luckily, I got the internet all by myself. No one to disturb. Hahaha. That made me feel a little bit better. Atlast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last night, Mom was &lt;u&gt;lecturing&lt;/u&gt; me about &lt;strong&gt;religion&lt;/strong&gt;. What da?!? Eek. I bet you would never want to know why. Hahaha. She was lecturing me about &lt;em&gt;Catholics, Born-Again Christians, Protestants, et cetera. &lt;/em&gt;Actually, I wasn't into those stuffs. I dunno why she even tried to fill my head with all that is to know with religion. Okay, so I'm the new &lt;em&gt;Religion Freak, &lt;/em&gt;eh? &lt;s&gt;Ask me anything about it&lt;/s&gt;. Not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, new layout..uh? Nothing. I just got bored seeing my blog in an all-pink skin. Eek. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh gawd. Yesterday, people started texting me saying that there was an Earthquake to occur in Manila at (approximately) 5pm. I guess, lots of people panicked. Yeah, I believe so. Heck, who was the person behind it? He/She is making such mess. Maybe they're just wanting for &lt;em&gt;popularity. &lt;/em&gt;Oh gawd. What a &lt;em&gt;stupid &lt;/em&gt;reason. It hardly is a sensible one too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;According to the newspaper, it was actually just a &lt;em&gt;belief &lt;/em&gt;by the by the (erm..tagalog) &lt;em&gt;manghuhula. &lt;/em&gt;Freakoids. They never thought how much they can affect the crowd. Uh. Actually, it wasn't even advised by the &lt;em&gt;Earthquake Experts. &lt;/em&gt;Whatever you call them. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, people like this, are sure just craving for &lt;em&gt;P-O-P-U-L-A-R-I-T-Y!!!&lt;/em&gt; Hah, do you think they'll be popular with what they told the crowd? People panicked and all that! And it's not fun nor is it funny. If something like this was to happen again, I just suggest that we clarify it first (ask the experts or whoever may be good at it so as to avoid spreading messages, warnings, rumors, etc. which is definitely true). Same goes with rumors/gossips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111354917335248730?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111354917335248730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111354917335248730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111354917335248730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111354917335248730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/err.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111338492999969409</id><published>2005-04-13T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T02:35:30.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reality Bites!!! &lt;/em&gt;What a common saying, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can say that I can get quite ambitious at times. Well, it also depends though, it's whether I'm in the mood to be one or not. Weird isn't it? But that's how it goes with me. Erm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So far, I can say that this summer isn't &lt;em&gt;adventurous &lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;nor&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;fun. &lt;/em&gt;There isn't anything that I'm looking forward to do. It seems like my schedule is blank. Yep, nothing scheduled for me to do. &lt;em&gt;No girls night out, no shopping, no beach, no meeting with old friends, no get-togethers...&lt;/em&gt;Basically, &lt;em&gt;NO NOTHING!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Can you imagine that...summer without fun. My previous summer hols weren't as bad as this, I should admit. Last summer, I went to lots of places. Had a &lt;em&gt;family trip &lt;/em&gt;to the U.S., went to Baguio, beach fun at Boracay, and Cave adventure in Sagada. Oh, plus, all the shopping we did in the States. It was so fun. Summer was definitely &lt;u&gt;on&lt;/u&gt; for me, last year that is. It's unforgettable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, maybe I should just face the fact that &lt;em&gt;"there's really nothing fun to do this summer" &lt;/em&gt;I know there is none. I want to try out &lt;em&gt;scuba diving &lt;/em&gt;but my mom didn't allow me to, for I-dont-know-what-reason, I want to experience &lt;em&gt;sky diving &lt;/em&gt;but no one's to come with me except Dad. Oooh. How I wish mom will try it too. No. She said she won't since she's really afraid of heights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Seems like I really can't find anything &lt;em&gt;worth it &lt;/em&gt;to do this summer. Something that I like, enjoy, something that suits me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mom's been forcing me to join this &lt;em&gt;Personality Development &lt;/em&gt;thing. I don't feel like joining though. She said, it'll teach me how to act like a &lt;em&gt;proper &lt;/em&gt;teenager; mannerism, modeling, applying cosmetics..uh, whatever. It sounds kind of girlie for me. And to tell the truth I'm &lt;em&gt;anti-girlie. &lt;/em&gt;No, it's not that I'm NOT a girl. Don't get me wrong. It's just that I don't want to act &lt;em&gt;"girl na girl." &lt;/em&gt;I'm also into guy things...wearing loose clothes, playing billards. Yet still, I'm a  girl. I just don't want myself to be focusing on girl stuffs. Everything that girls do. No, I don't want my life to depend &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; on those stuffs. I want to be &lt;em&gt;different. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraordinary. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've longed for trying out soccer as a sport. But still, I don't know what stops me. Seriously, there really is something stopping me. I just can't figure it out. I guess the answer will pop up soon. Erm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Life is &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; at ease when I have nothing to do. And I hate that fact. It's just that I want to come out of my shell to explore the world around me. But, I seem not to be able to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Meanwhile, Dad's planning a trip to Palawan. We were &lt;em&gt;suppose &lt;/em&gt;to stay in Dos Palmas. Yes, I know what you guys are thinking. It's scary, eh? I feel the same too. As much as possible I'd like to backout. Actually my Grandfather works there. He said that, &lt;em&gt;"there's nothing nice in there EXCEPT the beach!" &lt;/em&gt;Cities, I guess, are not worth to visit. Ugh. I think a trip to &lt;u&gt;Boracay&lt;/u&gt; will be better..whatcha think? *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have nothing exciting to tell you guys since this summer &lt;em&gt;bores me to death. &lt;/em&gt;Err. I'm tired of being bored. I want to have fun. Hmph. Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111338492999969409?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111338492999969409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111338492999969409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111338492999969409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111338492999969409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/facing-reality.html' title='Facing Reality'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111331865409782560</id><published>2005-04-12T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:10:54.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vessels of Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just today, I was able to watch &lt;strong&gt;The Ring 2&lt;/strong&gt;, with my cousin, &lt;a href="http://anikamwah.blogspot.com"&gt;Anika&lt;/a&gt;, and my brother's girlfriend, ate Ysabel. Err. It was &lt;em&gt;freaky. &lt;/em&gt;It made me &lt;strong&gt;S-C-R-E-A-M &lt;/strong&gt;a LOT. No joke! It really did freak me out, although &lt;strong&gt;The Ring 1 &lt;/strong&gt;was pretty much better. Eek. The story's a bit &lt;em&gt;complicated &lt;/em&gt;to understand if you didn't watch or understand &lt;em&gt;The Ring 1. &lt;/em&gt;Yeah, trust me, ate Ysabel (who said that she wasn't able to watch the first one) had a hard time understanding the movie, even though it was &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;(a bit) explained in &lt;em&gt;The Ring 2. &lt;/em&gt;Err. It's really scary. It made my heart beat so fast. Phff. Nervousness, I guess. Luckily my &lt;em&gt;guy &lt;/em&gt;cousins aren't around, so watching the movie wasn't much of my problem. Well, if &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; were around, I believe I wouldn't be able to survive since they'll be &lt;em&gt;scaring &lt;/em&gt;us. Eek. Not my type. Hahaha. We (Anika, ate Ysabel and I) are the only ones left in my Grandma's House. As in, no one's there but us three. Kind of gave me &lt;em&gt;the creeps. &lt;/em&gt;I sat in the middle of both of them. I &lt;u&gt;can&lt;/u&gt; say that I was the &lt;em&gt;most frightened &lt;/em&gt;while watching the movie. I shouted every once in a while. Eek. You might not want to sit near me when watching a horror movie, eh? Hahaha. But to my surprise, &lt;em&gt;the two &lt;/em&gt;(Anika and Ate Ysabel) were also scared (although they didn't make &lt;em&gt;pa-halata&lt;/em&gt;). [[Sorry for that taglish mode. Eek.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, well, well, it was fun though, even if I was &lt;em&gt;100% scared to death &lt;/em&gt;by the suspense and all. Hahaha. I was with two of my most loved people, so nothin' to worry about. Err. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloopers, bloopers, bloopers!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A while ago, while we were watchin the movie, I made quite some mistakes. Eek. Phff. Hahaha. Look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tip: You need to watch the movie first, before you understand what I'm talking about. Anika and Ate Ysabel surely can relate to this. Hahaha. Right? *quizzical look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;First:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I said &lt;em&gt;"Dapat she should LOVE her baby!" &lt;/em&gt;when it was suppose to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Listen to her baby&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I said &lt;em&gt;"She got the keys INSIDE the rock!" &lt;/em&gt;when it should be &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Under&lt;/u&gt; the rock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Third:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I said &lt;em&gt;"NAGKAKALAT yung tape!" &lt;/em&gt;when it was actually (suppose to be) &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Naka-kalat&lt;/u&gt; yung tape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Err. We had a fun time too. Anika and I were also laughing while the show was playing. I bet it will be scarier if it was watched in a movie theatre. Oooh. Never liked the sound of that. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way, I got the title from the movie too. Hahaha. Eek. &lt;em&gt;"Vessels of Death" &lt;/em&gt;Liked the way that sounded. Weird, eh? Nevermind. You'll see it too in the movie, it's written in the book Evylyn was suppose to give to Samara. Err..just watch the film, will ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111331865409782560?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111331865409782560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111331865409782560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111331865409782560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111331865409782560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/vessels-of-death.html' title='Vessels of Death'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111327948558637591</id><published>2005-04-12T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:18:05.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**DRUMROLL**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, okay...I have the pictures here. I know it's a day late. Err. But I can't help it. I was so lazy to do it yesterday. Hahaha. Anyways, enjoy viewing. Phff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/lobbyTL.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Tania and Lexi. That was taken in Shang's Lobby. Err.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The following pictures were taken outside, in the Garden&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/OutLTMe.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whew, that's my sister, Lexi (youngest), Tania and me! Oooh. Sister power, eh? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/OUTMM.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom and Me..They say we look like sisters. But I don't really much agree to what others say. No way! Hahaha. Does my mom really look like a teenager? Eek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/OutML.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom and Lexi..Err..Lexi does look cute, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/OutMT.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom and Tania...*ahem* no comment, eh? Hahaha. Only that they both look nice. Err. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/OutLTMeM.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;u&gt;GIRL POWER&lt;/u&gt;. We're a team. We are sisters in crime. Hahaha. Whatever, corneeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/outTL.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My two &lt;i&gt;adorable&lt;/i&gt; sisters. Nice pose, eh? Tania looks like she's really into this picture taking, eh? Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The backgrounds kind of dark, eh? Pictures were taken during the night. Err..too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111327948558637591?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111327948558637591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111327948558637591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111327948558637591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111327948558637591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/drumroll.html' title='**DRUMROLL**'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111322507406242130</id><published>2005-04-11T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T06:11:14.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm feeling quite &lt;em&gt;miserable &lt;/em&gt;this summer. Err. Almost everything's misunderstood. Don't even dare ask why! I seem to be quite a &lt;em&gt;complicated &lt;/em&gt;girl now. Phff. And I am totally &lt;u&gt;hating&lt;/u&gt; the fact that I am one now. Whoops! Don't go beyond what I am trying to say, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, we had an &lt;em&gt;awsome &lt;/em&gt;overnight stay in Shangri-la Hotel. It was quite a hectic schedule we had yesterday. But towards the end, it was fun. Sometime alone with the &lt;em&gt;whole &lt;/em&gt;family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mom had a &lt;em&gt;lunch celebration &lt;/em&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;Chilis Greenhills. &lt;/strong&gt;Err. The food was &lt;em&gt;so, so yummy &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; irresistible. &lt;/em&gt;Darn, I even had a hard time controlling my &lt;em&gt;big appetite. &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha. We ate there together with my grandparents (both on my mom's &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; dad's side..so it was cool!), Tita Myrrha, Tita Helene, my cousins Ethan and Denise. Eek. We were quite a large group. Hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Did some shopping in Greenhills afterwards. We didn't stay that long though. So, it was cool, since I never enjoyed shoppin' in Greenhills. Hahaha. That's a so-called &lt;strong&gt;fact. &lt;/strong&gt;Eek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We logged in at the Shangri-la Hotel after that &lt;em&gt;rushed &lt;/em&gt;shopping in Greenhills. We rested for a while before hearing mass at the Shangri-la Mall at 6pm. Err. We were suppose to watch a movie, The Pacifier, although we got quite late since we still have to eat dinner. So, Dad decided that we'll just watch the following day (and that is today). Had dinner in Tokyo Tokyo. The food there doesn't really appeal to me. It repels with my taste. Phff. Except for one food, if I'm not mistaken it's called &lt;em&gt;Beef Terriaki Bon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After that, we had a bit of &lt;em&gt;grocerring? &lt;/em&gt;harhar. I don't know what to call it. Phff. *sigh* We bought breakfast for the following day. Hahaha. Cereals and Milk. And Dad and I added some chocolates. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We brought it all up in our room (629)..yes, we're on the 6th floor. We had a pretty nice view from there. We can see the pool, people swimming and sun-bathing..Eek. It was quite a &lt;em&gt;cool &lt;/em&gt;night. Went outside to the garden for some fresh air. Hahaha. Some were night swimming but no one's &lt;em&gt;moon-bathing. &lt;/em&gt;Err. Corneeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, we were able to sleep at around 11pm (early, eh?) since we were &lt;em&gt;so, so, tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The following day (and that is today), we watched a movie. Yey! &lt;strong&gt;The Pacifier&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes! It was so, so nice. I like it! The movie's very well directed. Whew! Money's definitely  &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;  wasted with this movie. Eek. &lt;strong&gt;I love it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We ate lunch in &lt;em&gt;Trattoria Gourmet's &lt;/em&gt;in Shangri-la (mall) still. Italian food, again. Eek. Can't get enough of that! Afterwards, we went back to the hotel to log out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I arrived at &lt;em&gt;I-forgot-what-time-it-was&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Phff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We now have a dog. Atlast, after a &lt;em&gt;looooooooong &lt;/em&gt;wait after our other doggy died. Phff. Another baby added to the family, eh? Although, she's really &lt;em&gt;cute &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;adorable. &lt;/em&gt;It's a &lt;strong&gt;Doberman. &lt;/strong&gt;Can really grow &lt;em&gt;so huge! &lt;/em&gt;Almost taller than me when fully grown. Roxy was the name given by my youngest sister. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess, my summer's going to be spent playing with, Roxy. Ooooh. Imma play with her soon. Hahaha. But, honestly, I'm still quite scared beside her. Weird, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111322507406242130?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111322507406242130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111322507406242130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111322507406242130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111322507406242130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-feeling-quite-miserable-this-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111304350965328957</id><published>2005-04-09T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T03:45:09.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey guys, I put up a &lt;em&gt;question box &lt;/em&gt;(located before my profile). Check it out and keep those questions coming, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111304350965328957?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111304350965328957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111304350965328957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111304350965328957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111304350965328957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/somethings-up.html' title='Something&apos;s Up'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111294511272053683</id><published>2005-04-08T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T00:25:12.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've already got my Report Card. Came back home from school, several hours ago. Well, it's kind of &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; (a bit). This time, no line of 8's. Boo-hoo!!! But on the other hand, some subjects got a bit lower than expected. Oh well, that's the consequence, eh? Saw some of my batchmates there. So, it's kinda cool seeing them again for the very last time before we go to Grade 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Actually, I don't really know if I'm going to fit in Grade 7. I mean, there's so much &lt;em&gt;tormenting &lt;/em&gt;going on up there, right? But, I guess, everybody will pass/passed that stage (except for my cousin, Miguel, who got accelerated to Yr. I right away, yeah, lucky you! and for all those &lt;em&gt;geniuses &lt;/em&gt;out there). Well, well, well, there are really &lt;em&gt;ups &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;downs &lt;/em&gt;in life. It's normal. It happens to everyone, right? So, I believe that Grade 7 will be much more of a &lt;strong&gt;challenge &lt;/strong&gt;for me and to all my batchmates. Honestly, I think that life is all about &lt;em&gt;experiences. &lt;/em&gt;That's why I can say that &lt;em&gt;the more experiences, the better. &lt;/em&gt;I mean, if you've experienced something, a family problem perhaps, the next time it happens you'll know how to handle it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can now conclude that being promoted to Grade 7 is &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;karma &lt;em&gt;nor &lt;/em&gt;is it a punishment, it is a &lt;strong&gt;blessing. &lt;/strong&gt;I mean, I've come a long way now, so I guess I should continue what I'm doing, and remove all the bad habits I have. It's like...*ahem* &lt;strong&gt;Switching To A New DANIELLE/KARA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Of course, without my friends, I wouldn't be able to pass all the &lt;em&gt;hardships &lt;/em&gt;in life. They are always there to support me and whatever happens, they don't leave me. So, &lt;em&gt;thanks guys! &lt;/em&gt;You know who you are! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I really, really, really miss being a Grade 6 student. But life goes on, doesn't it? I can't &lt;em&gt;forever &lt;/em&gt;be a Grade 6 student. And life doesn't &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;depend on it. And I guess, if I have my friends around, it'll be &lt;em&gt;better, &lt;/em&gt;or should I say &lt;em&gt;perfect? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There are so much memories to treasure. SO MANY TO LIST! These memories are &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;kept in my heart. So, whatever happens I'll still remember &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;of you who helped me become &lt;em&gt;me. &lt;/em&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111294511272053683?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111294511272053683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111294511272053683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111294511272053683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111294511272053683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-already-got-my-report-card.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111286335356172641</id><published>2005-04-07T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T01:42:33.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's so hot this summer. I can now definitely say, "&lt;em&gt;The heat is ON!&lt;/em&gt;" Oh well. It &lt;em&gt;literally &lt;/em&gt;is. I'm burning under the hot summer sun. Eek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's quite boring too. Haaay. How long is this &lt;em&gt;boredom &lt;/em&gt;going to torment me. It may run all throughout my summer vacation, eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Almost my mom's birthday. Hurray. We'll be celebrating it soon. Be sleeping overnight in a hotel. Yehey. Actually, Dad decided about it yesterday only. So we, like, crammed. Hahaha. He wished that there are still rooms left for us. Luckily, there were. Now we're booked to be staying in Shangri-la Hotel on Sunday and Monday. Oh yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, mom wanted to go somewhere on her birthday. A beach perhaps. But, too bad, she just thought of it, a bit too late. So, we had no other choice but to sleep in a hotel. Well, my dad said that maybe we could still celebrate mom's birthday in a beach, but it'll be a bit too late. Mom partly agreed to the idea. So, we're going to stay in Shangri-la Hotel &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;be going to the beach soon. Hopefully that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There's nothing much to do at home. That's why I can say, &lt;em&gt;The boredom's killing me. &lt;/em&gt;It is. It really is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow's our Report Card Day. Whoops! No way. That can't be. HELP! Oh gawd, I guess I should say &lt;strong&gt;Double Help&lt;/strong&gt;, eh? I'm quite nervous, honestly. It's giving me &lt;em&gt;creeps &lt;/em&gt;whenever I come to think about my card. Waaaah. I just hope it'll be &lt;em&gt;satisfying. &lt;/em&gt;Because when it comes to the last quarter, I tend to go &lt;em&gt;totally &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;careless&lt;/strong&gt;. You know, rush all my answers, and I &lt;em&gt;rarely &lt;/em&gt;check it. And I guess, I did it this s.y. Whoops! My mistake, my consequence. So, I believe, I might get those &lt;em&gt;scary &lt;/em&gt;scores. Waaaaaah. &lt;strong&gt;Triple Help! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I want to share pictures. Hurray! Imma be a &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;girl now. Yes! I will. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/Picture182.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/Picture183.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/Picture184.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/Picture184.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tania did Lexi's hair there. And I was amazed by how it turned out to be. Lexi looked so cute and adorable. Well, she always is. But now, she became awsome! Errr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way, &lt;a href="http://chessy-diez10.blogspot.com"&gt;Chessy&lt;/a&gt; made a reaction regarding my LJ account. She was able to read it. She said that it seems like it wasn't "me" who had written those entries. Hahaha. I guess I should reside with her. I write, so..um...&lt;em&gt;stupid! &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha. Yes, I do! If you want to visit it, click &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/danielle7492"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh gawd. I'm looking forward to watching &lt;em&gt;Wrestling Mania 21! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://angiecruz3392.blogspot.com"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; had watched it already. She wouldn't tell me how she was able to watch it in advance. Eek. Unfair. Oh well, I just have to wait for April 21 for it. Haaay. &lt;em&gt;Tagal pah? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111286335356172641?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111286335356172641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111286335356172641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111286335356172641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111286335356172641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-so-hot-this-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111277835373856098</id><published>2005-04-06T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T02:05:53.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, My parents and I (with some of Dad's friends) went to Shangri-la. I know I refused the other day, right? But mom's kind of forcing me to come along with her. So, I agreed. There's nothing much we did though. Only that, we ate at my favorite Italian restaurant, &lt;em&gt;Cibo. &lt;/em&gt;Oh Yeah! Dad wanted to eat at CPK, unfortunately it's still close since it was only 11:15am. Hahaha. Too bad! Dad was quite hungry so he decided that we eat in Cibo. Hurray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually we arrived in Shang early. As in too early that the mall isn't opened yet. Hahaha. So, we had to wait for quite some time. Eek. Not a good idea to be early, eh? There were some people with us already, waitin' outside too. So, that's kind of good in a way. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, we didn't stay long in Shang. Dad just met up with Tito JM, and some other friends of his. Well, after lunch, mom and I went around, but found nothing nice, though. She was trying to force me to get a pair of &lt;strong&gt;Havaianas &lt;/strong&gt;flip-flops. Oh well, see, I'm not into those. Afterwards, we went to the grocery, and bought things we needed. Then, proceeded home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, I didn't go home right away, although Mom and Dad did. The driver brought me to my grandma's. I stayed there, since my two other sisters were there. Hahaha. Quite fun though. Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also had my cousin, &lt;a href="http://anikamwah.blogspot.com"&gt;Anika&lt;/a&gt; around. And her two cute lil bro's. Luccas and Andro. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaaaaay. It's really so boring, eh? Why's summer like this? I want to have fun! Errr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111277835373856098?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111277835373856098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111277835373856098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111277835373856098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111277835373856098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/yesterday-my-parents-and-i-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111261483256371217</id><published>2005-04-04T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T04:40:32.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hello. &lt;em&gt;Boring &lt;/em&gt;girl's back from her &lt;em&gt;boring &lt;/em&gt;day in this &lt;em&gt;boring &lt;/em&gt;planet. Eek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm really so, so, so, so, so (uh...the list goes on and on, and on) bored. Rawr. Actually, Mom will be going to go &lt;em&gt;shoppping &lt;/em&gt;tomorrow. She invited me to come with her. Heck. I just came from Glorieta yesterday. Errrr, no way am I shopping again. I'm not much of a shopaholic anymore, eh? Good thing. Haha. All I want is to &lt;em&gt;meet &lt;/em&gt;my friends. Oh, I miss 'em a lot. Too many to mention. But, &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;know who they are already. Haha. I just wanted to say &lt;em&gt;"I miss ya'll!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I'll be hangin around in my grandma's tomorrow, since no one will be left at home except yaya. Errrr, I'll be going to grandma's with my sisters (Tania and Lexi), Mom (like what I said a while ago, will be going shopping), Dad, oh perhaps, he'll go to work (I guess). Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This summer's boring me. Yes, I've gone on a vacation already. But, I crave for more. Bring me anywhere. Errrr, I'm &lt;em&gt;triple bored &lt;/em&gt;at home. Tsssssss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, I want to visit museums this summer although I don't know the &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;reason behind it. Well, I guess I just want to see some things. Hahaha. Perhaps, something that'll bring me back to &lt;em&gt;ages &lt;/em&gt;ago. I just wonder how people lived: &lt;em&gt;what they wore, where they lived, what they eat, how their lifestyle is, et cetera. &lt;/em&gt;Lots of questions pop into my head nowadays. I think I'm quite of curious girl, eh? Hey, it's really bothering me. These questions, they do bother me. I can't find the &lt;em&gt;absolute &lt;/em&gt;answer to it. I want to find the &lt;em&gt;absolute/exact &lt;/em&gt;answers to my questions. Haaaay. It'll take time though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But, I also want to be &lt;em&gt;adventurous &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;open-minded&lt;/em&gt; this time. I still want to go inside caves, swim in there (if ever there's somewhere to swim), and &lt;em&gt;explore &lt;/em&gt;the inside of it. Yes..I want to try out anything. &lt;em&gt;ANYTHING AT ALL! &lt;/em&gt;Why, I also like to try out, &lt;em&gt;scuba diving, sky diving. &lt;/em&gt;Yes, I'd be happier if I were to make &lt;em&gt;these &lt;/em&gt;into actions. Hehehe. I also enjoy going to remote places. Somewhere where I can relax, chill, and have some peace. I want to &lt;em&gt;jazz up &lt;/em&gt;my life. Make a change. Not only stick to the things I'm used to doing, but also trying out loads of other stuffs. I mean, there's a whole world I'm facing. There are numerous &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;activities awaiting. So why wait, eh? Oh well. Let's just start putting it all into action. Thumbs up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111261483256371217?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111261483256371217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111261483256371217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111261483256371217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111261483256371217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111258705464335687</id><published>2005-04-04T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:57:34.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I checked out my &lt;em&gt;blog &lt;/em&gt;in LJ (Live Journal). 'Twas created a year ago. &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;a year ago. Only got a &lt;em&gt;couple&lt;/em&gt; of posts. Haha. And they're kind of embarrassing. It kind of surprised me too. It's like saying, &lt;em&gt;"Waaah, ako yan? Corneeeeh  ko naman!." &lt;/em&gt;Anyways, if you guys want to waste your time checking it out (because honestly, there's nothing much to see, but two unimpressing posts, so it's kind of wasting time too) click &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/danielle7492"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaaaay. It's &lt;em&gt;borrrrrrringggggggg&lt;/em&gt; talaga. Ooooh. All the while I thought that summer would be &lt;em&gt;fun. &lt;/em&gt;You know, nothing to worry about...no school, no homeworks, no projects. In short, no school-related stuffs. Yeah! But now, I'm here stuck at home, doing nothing, as in &lt;strong&gt;N-O-T-H-I-N-G. &lt;/strong&gt;Rawr. It's &lt;em&gt;totally &lt;/em&gt;boring. As in &lt;em&gt;triple to the maxxxxxxxx! &lt;/em&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh well. That's how it is. We can do &lt;em&gt;nothing &lt;/em&gt;about that fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaaaay. Summer's really &lt;em&gt;hot. &lt;/em&gt;Super. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wish I can meet &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;my friends soon. Specially &lt;a href="http://sixthree05.tk"&gt;6-3&lt;/a&gt;. I love &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;everyone in that class. Juzzzzz Kiddin' Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, kind of hungry now. Better have lunch, eh? Errrrr...tummy's grumbling too! Hush....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111258705464335687?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111258705464335687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111258705464335687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111258705464335687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111258705464335687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-checked-out-my-blog-in-lj-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111252556728339101</id><published>2005-04-03T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T03:52:47.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to Glorieta today with my mom, and my 2 sisters (Tania and Lexi). Went shopping! Yey! We also met with my tita there. Mom forced her to go to Glorieta, even if it wasn't actually tita's intention to do so. Haaaay. Bad mommy. But anyways, it was great having my tita around. We kind of have more&lt;em&gt; similarities&lt;/em&gt; compared to my mom and me. That's why I enjoy seeing her around. We both like &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;the same things. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes, shopping is also &lt;em&gt;tiring. &lt;/em&gt;I'm definitely so tired now. My legs hurt. Aaaaah! We didn't actually just stayed in Glorieta instead mom toured us around &lt;em&gt;Landmark &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Greenbelt 3 &lt;/em&gt;(since she was into &lt;em&gt;touring &lt;/em&gt;us there). Just passed by Landmark, in order to reach Greenbelt 3. Because, there's this &lt;em&gt;overpass&lt;/em&gt; which connects Glorieta to Landmark, and Landmark to Greenbelt 3. It's kind of a looooooong walk then. Haaaaay. We actually went to Greenbelt 3 just to eat. Hahaha. And we did a bit of &lt;em&gt;exploring &lt;/em&gt;too. We ate at an &lt;em&gt;Italian Restaurant &lt;/em&gt;named &lt;em&gt;Di' Mark&lt;/em&gt; (I think so..haha..). Not really that much yummy there. Food's quite a bit &lt;em&gt;tasteless. &lt;/em&gt;Oooooh. I miss &lt;em&gt;CIBO &lt;/em&gt;na. Actually, CIBO's my favorite Italian Restaurant. It's the &lt;em&gt;Best &lt;/em&gt;for me. Haaaay. Hope I can eat there soon. Oh well. There was also &lt;em&gt;Cafe Bretton &lt;/em&gt;(oh, however you spell that...i don't care). The &lt;em&gt;Best &lt;/em&gt;in selling &lt;em&gt;crepes&lt;/em&gt;. Wow! I love their crepe there. It's so delicious. Aaaaaah. This food topic, is kind of making my tummy grumble. Whoops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After eating, we just went back to Glorieta. Hah! I was able to burn the fat because of that looooooong walk we had. Oh well. That was great. Sorta. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There were some &lt;em&gt;ASAP hosts/performers &lt;/em&gt;in Glorieta. So it's kind of &lt;em&gt;crowded &lt;/em&gt;in some parts. Hmph. Oh well, nevermind that. Mom bought &lt;em&gt;Havaianas &lt;/em&gt;Flipflops. Hahaha. She bought two. One for Tania and her. I wasn't into buying that since the strap is kind of loose. Hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Arteh...&lt;/em&gt;but, it might actually slip off when I walk. So there. &lt;em&gt;Reasonable &lt;/em&gt;enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111252556728339101?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111252556728339101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111252556728339101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111252556728339101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111252556728339101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-went-to-glorieta-today-with-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111235777615796958</id><published>2005-04-01T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T05:06:58.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahhhhh! Another skin again, eh? Why can't I just stick to one? Oh well. I guess I should agree with ate cara. Oh, just run through my taggy, and you'll see her post there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hah! This time it's &lt;em&gt;pinkish. &lt;/em&gt;Ahy. Sorry for those &lt;em&gt;anti-pink &lt;/em&gt;people out there, but there's nothing you can do since I was &lt;em&gt;kinda &lt;/em&gt;attracted with this blogskin. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today's &lt;em&gt;April Fools Day. &lt;/em&gt;Yep, April 1. But, honestly, I guess it wasn't really that much celebrated by many. Hah! Bet they're fed up with the &lt;em&gt;corniest &lt;/em&gt;jokes. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow's the graduation of Assumption Antipolo's Grade seven and Year IV students...&lt;strong&gt;congratulations &lt;/strong&gt;in advance! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Actually I was suppose to be one of the usherettes in the Grade seven graduation (which is to be held tomorrow at the Assumpta Theatre). Ms. Olive texted me (nung Wednesday) and told me that &lt;em&gt;Ms. Nelia was asking if I could be one of the usherettes &lt;/em&gt;then. She gave me some time to think about it, then finally I agreed. But unfortunately, (nung Thursday) Ms. Olive texted me again and said &lt;em&gt;the usherring of the Grade 6 will be cancelled. &lt;/em&gt;Perhaps, they weren't able to get the sufficient amount of students since it was just said on short notice. Oh well...I wasn't really that much into &lt;em&gt;usherring &lt;/em&gt;so the cancelling of it was somewhat a &lt;em&gt;great relief &lt;/em&gt;for me. Hahaha. Honestly, I'm not a pretty good speaker. I tend to get so nervous that sometimes I shake or whatever. I know it isn't obvious since during the breaktime (in school) I was quite noisy. But actually, during classes, I'm as &lt;em&gt;quiet as a mouse. &lt;/em&gt;I rarely recite. Yes, I know the answer, but I'm quite scared to raise my hand. Kind of, errrrr...&lt;em&gt;heavy? &lt;/em&gt;Heavy since it's full of fright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hah! No time to change. School's ended. Oh well. Better go &lt;em&gt;buzz &lt;/em&gt;off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111235777615796958?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111235777615796958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111235777615796958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111235777615796958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111235777615796958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahhhhh-another-skin-again-eh-why-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111228184842529554</id><published>2005-03-31T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T07:19:28.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A SUPER Trip to Baguio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to Baguio last March 28, that &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a Monday. Departed at around 5am (although Dad was really planning for us to leave at 4:30am, but unfortunately, &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;schedule wasn't followed. Oh well, that's how it went). Stop over at Shell. The nearest (Shell) to NLE (North Luzon Expressway). We ate at KFC. Hah! Fastfood once again. Really can't get enough of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6 hours was the extimated trip to Baguio. Hmph. Yes, it was &lt;em&gt;totally &lt;/em&gt;a long trip. And staying in the car for that long, made &lt;em&gt;me bore to death.&lt;/em&gt; Well, who wouldn't get bored in a trip like that, eh? Too long for me to stand. I mean, there was nothing to do inside the car instead of sleeping and eating. Heck, I can't use the GB SP since I'll get dizzy afterwards. Oh well, we just had to do &lt;em&gt;sleeping and eating &lt;/em&gt;all the time. And yeah, honestly, it really was &lt;em&gt;boring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I went to Baguio together with my family (of course), two Pastors since they were to attend a seminar there (Pastor Lito and Pastor Joey), Driver and tagged along Yaya too. Of course, who'll cook food if yaya's not around. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The moment we reached there, we were so tired. That is, &lt;em&gt;tired of sitting in the car doing nothing, just bored ourselves to death. &lt;/em&gt;Yaya cooked lunch, while I was upstairs laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. Dang, it was honestly a booooooorrrrrrringggg trip. Oh gawd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We actually stayed at Green Valley's &lt;strong&gt;VIP Villas&lt;/strong&gt;. We had a three-storey room. Coolness. And it had 4 bedrooms in, complete with 4 bathrooms, a kitchen, a dining, and sala set (of course, with tveeeeee! oh yesss!). It was like &lt;em&gt;home sweet home&lt;/em&gt; for me. Atlast! Some place &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;took a nap after we had our &lt;em&gt;first &lt;/em&gt;lunch there. Actually, I just read a book entitled &lt;em&gt;Mates, Dates and Sequin Smiles. &lt;/em&gt;Was able to finish it though. Just in one sitting. Ahhhhh! It's where boredom leads me to! It took me about 4 hours to finish it. Then afterwards, my parents decided to play badminton together with the two pastors, and of course, they tagged me along. &lt;em&gt;saling kitkit. &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha. Juzzz Keeding. It was fun though. Burning all the fats. I won the games we played. Oh yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Second day, it rained so hard that we were quite &lt;em&gt;stuck &lt;/em&gt;in GV for a little while. We were to pick up Daddy in his office (Yes, my dad has an office in Baguio too) but it took us a while to do so. Before we even knew it, we were so wet with the rain. And dang! Argh. That was kinda upsetting. Now we got stuck in the van. There was no going out this time. Oh Bonkers. So, we just had to drive to dad's office, and pick him up. On our way, I realized that in some parts of Baguio, rain hardly poured. Rarrr! Am I bad luck or what? Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The following day, we went to La Union to visit my dad's friend, tito Sonny. It was about 2 hours travel. So that means, back and fourth sums up 4 hours. Huh. This is tooooooo much. Why did we have to go with dad? We really didn't have anything to do with it. Gimme a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, we ate lunch at &lt;em&gt;Patio del Sol&lt;/em&gt;. It was a seafood restaurant, right in front of the sea. Pretty nice view we got there. The food was quite yummy, but the crabs served were really small, as in a size of a closed fist. Hah! What a &lt;em&gt;crabbie&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Afterwards, we went straight to tito Sonny. And only stayed there for about 15 mins. Argh. And that was it. That's the reason why we went there. Just to stay for 15 mins. Rarrr! This was driving me crazzzeeeeeeeeehhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But luckily, Dad made &lt;em&gt;lambing &lt;/em&gt;and asked me if going to SM Baguio would make me feel a little bit better. Of course, I agreed. Wow! Shopping. Yessssssss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I bought books there. Hah! Got &lt;em&gt;Mates, Dates and Tempting Trouble &lt;/em&gt;already. Then got two other Cathy Hopkins books entitled &lt;em&gt;Truth or Dare. &lt;/em&gt;The first two of it. Actually I'm already done with the Tempting Trouble. Finished it today before we headed home. Hah! Good thing I had a book to keep me company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A vacation in Baguio was great. Had some bonding with my family atlast. But honestly, the traveling was quite &lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt; I should say. Oh, nevermind that. Actually, the purpose of this is to have fun (plus some bonding too) so why complain, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111228184842529554?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111228184842529554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111228184842529554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111228184842529554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111228184842529554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/super-trip-to-baguio.html' title='A SUPER Trip to Baguio'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111189366903835552</id><published>2005-03-27T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:21:09.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opera Babehhhhhh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guys, check out this website. It's so funny. I promise y'all! Have fun. I really like it. My tita sent it to my mom through email, and mom showed it to me, and now, I'm sharing it to all you guys out there. Enjoy! Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdie.com/operababy.html"&gt;www.nerdie.com/operababy.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111189366903835552?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111189366903835552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111189366903835552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111189366903835552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111189366903835552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/opera-babehhhhhh.html' title='Opera Babehhhhhh..'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111192647403028865</id><published>2005-03-27T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T04:27:54.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>------Tada--------</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The pictures I promised are here. Sorry for the delay. To lazeeeeeeee to do so yesterday. Hahaha. So, it's a good thing that I'm in the mood today. Anyways, Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/crossleggedlexi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lexi...you seem so...&lt;em&gt;vain? &lt;/em&gt;Juzzz kidding! She's pretty eh, isn't she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/notyetwet.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The two girls infront are my &lt;em&gt;dear &lt;/em&gt;sisters. And the two kiddos at the back are my cousins. They're actually &lt;em&gt;twins, &lt;/em&gt;but according to my pov (point of view), it doesn't seem so. They don't really look alike, do they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/flyfoottan.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/flyfootlex.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Splash, they all went to the pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture! Everyone...smile!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/swimeveryone.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/allexceptmom.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/allbutfar.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111192647403028865?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111192647403028865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111192647403028865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111192647403028865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111192647403028865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/tada_27.html' title='------Tada--------'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111190402413788199</id><published>2005-03-27T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:13:44.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Summer Without Tanning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohhhhhhh. I've got sunburn. Hmph. It hurts so much! Ouchie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, since we went to Pililla for the Holy Week, Dad filled the pool with water and allowed us to swim, without limits. I mean, NO saying &lt;em&gt;no swimming at this particular time. &lt;/em&gt;So, we were kind of &lt;em&gt;free &lt;/em&gt;to do whatever we want. Swim or no swim. That's how it went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, I wasn't planning to swim since it's been quite a year now that I haven't exposed my skin under the &lt;em&gt;bright, hot sun.&lt;/em&gt; But, because of temptations (see, told you it's &lt;em&gt;everywhere&lt;/em&gt;) I swam at 9am til 11am. I felt the heat take over my body, and soon it felt &lt;em&gt;ouchie &lt;/em&gt;whenever I touch my skin. Nooooooooooooooo! This can't be. I've got sunburn! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There was nothing I can do. I've got sunburn, and there's nothing I can do to remove it. Unless you know I have a &lt;em&gt;time machine&lt;/em&gt; which'll help me rewind the time. Nahhh! That I don't have. So, I had to deal with it (even though I felt awful afterwards).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, I became a little darker than before. Hmph. Too bad. Why can't I never resist temptations? Why can't I say the capital N-O when they're there? Oh well. That's how it is. And that's how I am made. Guess that's a weakness for me, uh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mom said that I look better since the tanning added color to my skin. Everyone except Dad were tanned. But, I still don't agree to what mom said. I've never appreciated me in dark color. Oh, this'll take a looooooooooooooong time to be back to my normal skin color. Hmph. Another year, I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But, I've come to the point wherein I questioned myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"What's Summer without getting Tanned?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I mean, majority go to beaches this time. Not only for vacation, rest and relaxation, exploring, but also swimming. No one lets the summer vacation pass without going to the beach..right? So, what I'm trying to say is that, &lt;em&gt;what's wrong getting tanned? &lt;/em&gt;Some people even wish to be tan. While people who &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;tan wish to be &lt;em&gt;white. &lt;/em&gt;That's kind of weird I guess. People wishing they'll be the opposite of what they are now. Kinda weird uh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can say that I partly &lt;em&gt;regret &lt;/em&gt;and partly not regret being tan now. I can perhaps agree to mom that it added color to my skin, plus, I even have rosy cheeks. But, regardless of that, it still hurts whenever I touch my skin. Oh well. That's how it is, then let it be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I'll be going to Baguio tomorrow. Yehey! Atlast. Imma love it there. No more beaches to tempt me. Haha. Till then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111190402413788199?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111190402413788199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111190402413788199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111190402413788199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111190402413788199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/whats-summer-without-tanning.html' title='What&apos;s Summer Without Tanning?'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111184214657610435</id><published>2005-03-26T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T05:02:26.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation in Pililla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Spent my Holy Week in Pililla. Yes. Atlast, some rest and relaxation. It's a perfect place to go to when you want some peace and quiet. There's not much things bothering you there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We went with my grandparents, tita and my &lt;em&gt;twin &lt;/em&gt;cousins. It was great having them around for company. Honestly, I don't enjoy it when it's only us (my family and I) going on a vacation without anyone else. I mean, isn't it boring? I'd rather bring along a friend or two, that is if I'm lucky to grab them in between their summer vacation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There's not much to share this time. Only the fact that I was &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;bored to death. Didn't have internet there, TV...no cable (since the cable lines can't reach us there, plus there's nothing to watch since it's the holy week), cellphone..I still have to go to the terrace to be able to get a signal and receive messages. But it was a good thing though, my friends kept me awake. Hah! Texted and texted them, until I forgot that I spent my last peso load to Camille last night., swim...nah, going to get dark, watch a movie..quite not my taste for the meantime., read...yupyup. The book by Cathy Hopkins (which I'm reading right now) is GREAT! As in, the stories are &lt;em&gt;fabulous.&lt;/em&gt; Trust me, reading it is worth it. It's so fun. And girls my age, can surely, surely relate to it. Promise. I'm currently in the 7th book (correction: it isn't only seven books there's one coming out soon) entitled &lt;em&gt;"Mates, Dates, and Sequin Smiles" &lt;/em&gt;Now, it narrates Nesta Williams' life. The book soon to come out is &lt;em&gt;entitled "Mates, Dates, and Tempting Trouble&lt;/em&gt;" it's going to narrate TJ's life by then. Hah. Enough of that! Too much of a book lover now or should I say bookworm (but that is to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;some books only). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As I was saying a while ago, we spent the holy week in Pililla. And of course, brought the camera. But sorry to say, I'm not to post it now. Kind of lazy to do so. Hehehe. Be posting it soon. Hope so! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;New layout, uh? I just want my blog to be related to summer. Yessss. Summer. Oh yeah! Be going to Baguio on Monday. Might not be able to update you guys with my goingson by then. But, I'll try as much as I can to find time to use the internet in my dad's office there since they have lots of extra computers. That is if I have time. Ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Until then. Be going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111184214657610435?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111184214657610435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111184214657610435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111184214657610435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111184214657610435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-vacation-in-pililla.html' title='My Vacation in Pililla'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111157106225379388</id><published>2005-03-23T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T01:44:22.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Summer Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"It's summer once again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One of my favorite sentences. Oh yeah! I love saying it. Why? Well, first of all, it means &lt;em&gt;relaxing&lt;/em&gt; for me. More time for shopping, hanging out with friends, texting, and of course more time for myself too. I'm going to be cool with my time. I mean, there's no more projects nor homeworks to do. It's all about vacation. Yes. My favorite! So, there's nothing to worry about! Yehey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I just went home from Shangri-la. No, we didn't watch a movie (hu-hu-hu) but we went shopping (yey!). I bought a new bathing suit (again. I don't know how many I have but there are countless of 'em, just stored in my closet, some are not yet even used). Hehehe. Grabbed some clothes too. And of course books. I finished buying the series of Mates, Dates. All I have to is read 'em. All three of it(since I've already read the first 4). Plus, I added another book entitled &lt;em&gt;Almost Home. &lt;/em&gt;Just a backup, incase I finish the books soon. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We even bought perfumes. The new &lt;em&gt;Escada Rockin' Rio&lt;/em&gt;. Wow! It has this fruity taste. I can say that it's perfect for summer. Cool. I just love the amazing taste. Then bought perfume for dad too from BVLGARI. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesssssssss...It's summer atlast. I'm so excited. Our Palawan and Baguio vacation is pushing through. Oh yeah! Beach (Palawan), Shopping (Baguio). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I'm kind of tired. And a bit sleepy too. Be &lt;em&gt;buzzing off&lt;/em&gt;. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111157106225379388?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111157106225379388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111157106225379388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111157106225379388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111157106225379388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-summer-once-again.html' title='It&apos;s Summer Once Again'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111152472528293583</id><published>2005-03-23T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T01:25:50.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uh..nothin much really. Only the fact that I'm awake at this time(4am).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Weird Uh? nevermind. just wanted to post. Be going back to sleep later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-----tata 4 now (yawn)------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111152472528293583?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111152472528293583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111152472528293583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111152472528293583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111152472528293583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111148973359514147</id><published>2005-03-22T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T03:08:53.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, the moment we've all been waiting for. Vacation. To be exact, &lt;em&gt;summer vacation. &lt;/em&gt;Get ready bathing suits, you're all on duty! Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This day was one of the most unforgettable events that happened to my life. I was able to survive the &lt;em&gt;most challenging schoolyear &lt;/em&gt;(as of now, since I haven't experienced Gr. 7..I'm about to go there. Just wait!). Lots of things happened to me. Attitude &lt;em&gt;improved, &lt;/em&gt;but too bad, self confidence wasn't boosted. Hmph. But, I'll try next year. I'll try real hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, ending this schoolyear with a bash would be great, but we didn't do it that way. Instead, our class, &lt;em&gt;six three, &lt;/em&gt;had awards. Everyone had awards. Both Maeca and I received the &lt;strong&gt;"Loyal Sisters Award" &lt;/strong&gt;We're actually the &lt;em&gt;unidentical &lt;/em&gt;twins. Hahaha. But we have the same mom, &lt;em&gt;mommy dugong. &lt;/em&gt;Hehehe. We even have our family. But, with NO DADDY. &lt;strong&gt;Chessy&lt;/strong&gt; is mommy; &lt;strong&gt;Maeca and I&lt;/strong&gt; are twins; &lt;strong&gt;Aien&lt;/strong&gt; is our sister, that's why we call her ate Aien, because she's older than us (that's according to the &lt;em&gt;fake-family-tree&lt;/em&gt;); &lt;strong&gt;Tiz&lt;/strong&gt; is our one and only BRO. Oh yeah! Go Tiz...yek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Our family is totally bonded. As in to the max! Hehehe. We even have the &lt;em&gt;extended family. &lt;/em&gt;That's together with yayas, and ate pig(Aleli). Kinda cool, uh? And I love my family (in school) so much! Mwahgs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, brought my cam to school.. wanna see the pics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/duglets.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Family..oh yeah..pero ba't wala si Bro? Bro..where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/familee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Etoh, atlast, complete na kami! Oh yeah. Famileee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/extendedfamilee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Meet, our &lt;em&gt;extended family. &lt;/em&gt;Together with yayas, and Ate Pig(Aleli)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/friends.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, see my friends. What a smashing shot!(I took this pic that's why I ain't here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/friends2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Another one! (I took this that's why I ain't in the pic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/sisterstlga.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My sisters...Maeca, Aien, Meeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/withvinnie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh, Imma miss the girl second to the last (papunta sa Left)..Rarr! Vinnie, why will you leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/loyalsisaward.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maeca, and I with the awards..&lt;em&gt;loyal sisters award&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/kaynkarawalk.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/karankaywalk.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One more time!(maeca took the pic this time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/decentbus.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Etoh, sa bus namin! Yeah, guys,, imma miss you too! Mwah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanggang dto muna...Eat lang ako&lt;/em&gt;! yum..im hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, before I go..i'd like to say to all my fellow assumptionista friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks for making this an unforgettable schoolyear. I love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;--danee/karruh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111148973359514147?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111148973359514147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111148973359514147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111148973359514147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111148973359514147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111140266047376725</id><published>2005-03-21T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:57:40.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Nearly Over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School's nearly over, or should I say &lt;em&gt;by tomorrow will be over. &lt;/em&gt;Yes, one more day, and we're off. We're going to be &lt;em&gt;signing out &lt;/em&gt;this schoolyear. Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thinking about this gives me a weird feeling. Both excited and frustrated. I'll be going off on vacation, yes, and I have so much to look forward too. Be going to Pililla for a &lt;em&gt;holy week vacation, &lt;/em&gt;next to Baguio for I don't know what reason, and to Palawan. Oh yeah! Yes, I will definately enjoy. But on the other hand, I'll be quite frustrated too. Ending this schoolyear is too much. I mean, I've experienced&lt;em&gt; almost &lt;/em&gt;everything here. And I've become a better person because of the &lt;em&gt;RCS slips. &lt;/em&gt;No Joke! I really did. I wasn't that studious and responsible, but now, I've transformed. From a &lt;em&gt;super lazy girl &lt;/em&gt;to a pretty &lt;em&gt;hardworking &lt;/em&gt;one. But I can't honestly say that I'm a 100% percent &lt;em&gt;anti-lazy girl. &lt;/em&gt;No, I didn't mean it that way. It's just that I've improved. Improved for the better of course. RCS slips were there to help. But of course, I also did my part. I tried to turn my back to temptations and forced myself to do the good that I should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We're towards the end of the schoolyear. Yes, one more day! And two more tests. And no more. --tada-- we're off on our own. Too bad, my barkada and I will not be hangin out tomorrow, since I believe that Camille and I backed out. I wasn't allowed, but, NOW my mom asked me if we're pushing through with the plan. And I was like "uh, too late!" It was kind of weird, honestly. Mom didn't allow me, then here she comes the day before asking me if &lt;em&gt;tuloy daw?&lt;/em&gt; Uh, what da?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Countful hours are left for my grade 6 six life. Being a grade 6 student was hard, but at the same time so much fun. It brought about many changes to me. How I act towards others, friends, teachers, etc. Having my friends around me all this time means a lot. They helped me pass through the most &lt;em&gt;challenging &lt;/em&gt;part of my life. They never let go, nor give up. They're always there right beside me. How I wish I can all pay them back at once. But I guess, being a friend to them, was worth for a payback to what I owe them. I've loved them like sisters, and treated them more than friends for they also did the same to me. Perhaps, without my friends, I wouldn't be &lt;em&gt;me. &lt;/em&gt;When everything seems so dark and I don't know which way to go, they come to save me and bring me light whereas I can decide on which path to take. They've been &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;there to support me through all that happened this year. And for all that: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm Thankful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;God, gave me such wonderful friends. Ones who are trustable, and reliable. No matter what, they wouldn't leave you. They would extend a helping hand whenever needed, and be a friend 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Indeed this has been the best. And I'm so much thankful. I don't know how to express my &lt;em&gt;deepest gratitude to all. &lt;/em&gt;We're soon going to end the schoolyear but remember I'm &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;going to cut off our friendship, communication lines, etc. I'll be here...24/7. And I &lt;em&gt;promise &lt;/em&gt;that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For now, let me enjoy the remaining hours of my grade 6 life. Let me taste it for the last time. Let me enjoy it for the last time. Let me feel like I'm on top of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks for all guys, you're the BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111140266047376725?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111140266047376725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111140266047376725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111140266047376725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111140266047376725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-nearly-over.html' title='It&apos;s Nearly Over...'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111129943030385946</id><published>2005-03-20T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T22:17:10.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wasn't in the mood to make posts yesterday..that's why I just took quizzes. Silly me, uh? I only posted one, even though I answered several. Haha. Want to answer quizzes too? **&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;nods&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was so bored last night. Bored to death that is. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to write if ever I make a post. Dang! I hate it! Now, I'm thinking twice whether to continue blogging or not...Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last night, I was able to chat with ate &lt;a href=""&gt;lara &lt;/a&gt;. Haaay. Atlast! Yek. No, honestly, it was just then we were able to chat. Since I was so busy with school, I ain't able to chat with her most of the time. Hmph. Pero atleast ngayon, okie-doks na! Oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Rarrr...Two days to go before school ends. Wow! I'm sure going to miss everyone. Specially the &lt;em&gt;oh-so-loving, bonded, sweet and thoughtful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;6-3 &lt;/a&gt; class. I so love 'em. Not only because I'm a six three student, but also the fact that everyone's there to support. No one's left behind (I guess). Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As much as I do not want to end this schoolyear, I can do NOTHIN about that fact. I just have to move on and carry the memories along the way. I'll be in Gr. 7 soon, and as what Ms. Olive said, it will be stressful. Wow! Honestly, my grade 6 life was kinda stressful, what more for grade 7 (considering that I too am one of the JSCAA officers next s.y.)? Hmph. I hope I can survive it. Hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing much happened yesterday. Only the thing that we had school. Darn. What a day? Isn't Saturday suppose to be an &lt;em&gt;anti-school day? &lt;/em&gt;I mean, we should be at home then since it's a weekend. Well, it didn't really feel like a Saturday to me! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We had our QT in A.P. and Language. A.P. was kinda easy. Language...same. I just hope I wouldn't have a hard time taking our test in Science, Reading, Filipino and Math. Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ate &lt;a href=""&gt;maeca&lt;/a&gt; got exempted in Reading. Congrats. Yek..there's not much I can put in here eh. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, there isn't much to say. So, i'll be ending this. :D Goodluck for all those taking the FINALS! Oh yeah. We can do this. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111129943030385946?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111129943030385946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111129943030385946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111129943030385946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111129943030385946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wasnt-in-mood-to-make-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111123081490423871</id><published>2005-03-19T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T03:13:34.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Inner Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, took a quiz to know &lt;em&gt;how old my inner child is... &lt;/em&gt;guess what I got! It's kinda embarrassing..hehe. But that states a fact. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jsimner/1062444529_one.jpg" border="0" alt="My inner child is one year old today" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My inner child is one year old!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything is new to me. I like watching the world&lt;br /&gt;go by around me, and I don't sweat the small&lt;br /&gt;stuff--or the large stuff, either. Just so long&lt;br /&gt;as I stay warm and safe and dry, life's pretty&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jsimner/quizzes/How%20Old%20is%20Your%20Inner%20Child%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;How Old is Your Inner Child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ate Lara also took the quiz, she got 6 years old. Why me so bata? Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111123081490423871?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111123081490423871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111123081490423871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111123081490423871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111123081490423871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-inner-child.html' title='My Inner Child'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111113975760617694</id><published>2005-03-18T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:55:57.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost Over..But the Friendship Isn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesss...my grade six life is almost over. 3 days to go! Oh yeah! But thinking about it, makes me feel a bit awful. Not only the fact that I'll soon be ending the s.y. which I consider as the best, but also the fact that I'll be missing my friends. Old and New friends. You guys know who you are. Thanks for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Surely, imma miss them all. They make my day &lt;em&gt;purrrhfect.&lt;/em&gt; And helps in making school &lt;em&gt;tolerable.&lt;/em&gt; There's so much that I've been through this year, both good and bad things, without my friends I wouldn't have reached my stage now. So, I owe them a lot. Thanks Guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We're towards the end of the schoolyear, but that doesn't mean that I'm ready to end my friendship with all my friends, course not! Even though my friends will not be my classmates next year, they're still my friends no matter what! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can say that this is my &lt;strong&gt;BEST schoolyear &lt;/strong&gt;ever (as of now). I've almost experienced all..from being down like it's the end of the world, to being happy like me hitting the lottery! There's just so much joy when your friends are around. You can't manage to frown when they're there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Grade six life is a bit stressful, what more for grade seven? But for the fact that my friends are here, beside me, there's nothing I should worry about. They're there to guide and help me in everything that I do. And for that I'd like to say to everyone (new and old friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you guys!!! I'm goin to Miss YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, took the CLE test a while ago..tsssss. It was tricky. Yeah, tricky. A bit hard too. Well, Sir Ruel said it was &lt;em&gt;right minus wrong.&lt;/em&gt; Argh. Rarr! that's kinda UNFAIR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, we also watched the &lt;em&gt;video&lt;/em&gt; Chessy made. Heck it was so pretty. And touching too. Maeca and I did the letter there. So, it's nice to see our work there. Hahaha. and don't forget the pics too. They're &lt;em&gt;oh-so-nice&lt;/em&gt; pruhmeese! I just hope I'll have a copy to keep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That's it---keep you guys updated---Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111113975760617694?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111113975760617694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111113975760617694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111113975760617694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111113975760617694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-almost-overbut-friendship-isnt.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Over..But the Friendship Isn&apos;t'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111096487863380583</id><published>2005-03-16T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:21:18.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a Purpose for Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Felt things weren't getting your way? Bothered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, honestly, I do experience problems every now and then, some of which are hard to go through and most of them are about school or my friends(that's not only my barkada, include my whole list of friends too). I have this sickness. It's severe and contageous. It's ---tada&lt;strong&gt;--- laziness&lt;/strong&gt;. I tend to be lazy everytime. I don't know how to go through a day without being lazy. I'm used to it, even though I know the fact that it is a bad habbit. Hmph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Winning the JSCAA elections didn't bring much joy to me. Instead, it brought me burdens. Well, burdens are on their way hunting for me. To tell the truth, I don't really like running in any position, but our class adviser, Ms. Joji, didn't allow us to back out. So, what I had to do was to deal with it. I'm in it anyway. But, apparently, the &lt;em&gt;unexpected &lt;/em&gt;happened. I won the elections. And that was (I believe) just the start. I was really wondering why things weren't going my way, how I wanted it to be. And it was hard to deal with it. Since I won, there are no BACKOUTS!! That made me feel upset. But soon, I realized that there was a purpose for this. People trusted me to be their P.R.O. next schoolyear. Maybe, I was just unaware of my potentials of being a leader. Maybe, God wants me to experience Life at a different angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even though, I know, this'll bring me &lt;em&gt;unpopularity, &lt;/em&gt;I mean, people will start hating me for implementing the rules wherever I go, and whatever I do, I still have to do the right thing. Even if people would hate me so much, no matter how much people the crowd contains, there's nothing stopping me from doing good. You voted for me because you trusted me. You trusted me because you believed in my capabilities of being a leader. And now, I bring to myself. Ready to be beaten up by all the tragedy, problems and all that. But no matter how much you guys hate me, or hurt me, there will be nothing that'll stop me from doing the good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know next schoolyear will be a bit hard. Balancing time for academics and being a leader. But I know, with the help of God, I will pass this, one of the most challenging faces in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111096487863380583?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111096487863380583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111096487863380583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111096487863380583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111096487863380583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/there-is-purpose-for-everything.html' title='There is a Purpose for Everything'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111087874197281812</id><published>2005-03-15T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:25:41.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's How Life Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Living a life of a sixth grader (in assumption antipolo) is hard. Lots of projects to pass, homeworks to do, lectures to listen to, and essays to write. What I do most of the time is to do a capital C-O-M-P-L-A-I-N. But soon, I've come to realize that this isn't the key to lessen the burden nor to success. Complaining will lead you &lt;strong&gt;nowhere. &lt;/strong&gt;No matter how much you complain about the burdens in life, &lt;em&gt;nothing will ever happen&lt;/em&gt;. I mean, there are points wherein you may encounter one of the hardest things in life. One that you couldn't accept and all you can think of is complain. No, think twice. Complaining will just add to the burden you are experiencing. Whining, pouting, or whatever you do, which angle you want to show, nothing will ever happen if you complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know and understand that life does have REAL challenges of which are sometimes hard to go through. You'll never know which path to take since it seems to be easier to do things the wrong way. But of course, you need not to forget the consequences it'll bring. I mean, if you lie, and continue doing it, I bet you'll get crazy over with your life. You'll never know which ones you said are true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But it seems to some that life is a bit easy, specially those who are experienced. Probably they had the guts to face all trials in life. But if I were that, I pretty much need an armor and a sword to fight. I've got NOT much strength and courage to overcome all these. And I guess, I still need the guidance of my parents. But of course, I think I'll get over it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Think of life as something pleasant. Something that'll encourage you to go on. Yes, I know. Life does seem to be challenging sometimes, but you have to remember that you'll get over it soon. Believe in your own potentials of changing some things and surely, things will soon be just the way you like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111087874197281812?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111087874197281812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111087874197281812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111087874197281812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111087874197281812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/thats-how-life-is.html' title='That&apos;s How Life Is'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111079313886441334</id><published>2005-03-14T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T01:38:58.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's almost out, but there's lots to do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, we'll be having our UT2 this week. Reading and Language tomorrow. Math on Wednesday. Heck, another busy week. Cram? Oh sure! Juzz Kidding! Honestly, I do that most of the time. I usually study in school, but not here, at home. At home I just do what a regular kid does. Oh not &lt;em&gt;regular.&lt;/em&gt; I do what a &lt;strong&gt;lazy &lt;/strong&gt;child does. I chill around like no tests are coming up. Hahaha. That's how lazy I am. And you should know that. Yeah, you should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today's kuya Francis' birthday. And he treated all of us out (Eikka, KK, Dominique, ate Regine, Jaimee, Tania and me). Oh yeah! We had Shawarma, well majority did order that. For the rest, they ordered Kikiam. Uh-huh. Yum! Yummy! Yummiest! Oh, whatever. But yeah, it was yummy or should I say delicious? What's the difference? Hahaha. I'm becoming a &lt;em&gt;dodo head.&lt;/em&gt; I am really like that, actually. Isn't it obvious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;UT1 test results were given out, except that of Science. Aiiiii. For now, it turned out &lt;strong&gt;a bit satisfying&lt;/strong&gt;. Dad was proud of me since I pulled up my Filipino grade. I usually would have the lowest there, in that particular subject. But now, I guess I've improved. I got a 97. Oh yeah! Hahaha. Now, my lowest is in Reading. And I don't want to talk much about it! So please let's just cut this out! Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's going to be our last week in school. Uh-huh. Not really the last. Because we still have Monday and Tuesday of next week. Then after that, we're off. Oh yeah! VACATION. Great uh? I know it's late. Our vacation's late. Everybody says that. And I'm one of them. I did complain about it. Because by then (March 22) all of my cousins are off from school. Actually, my cousin &lt;a href=""&gt; anika &lt;/a&gt; had theirs already. How lucky! Arggghhh. I just wish we had ours earlier. Uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I bet I have to go. Update ya'll soon. I still have to study and do my homeworks. Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111079313886441334?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111079313886441334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111079313886441334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111079313886441334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111079313886441334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/schools-almost-out-but-theres-lots-to.html' title='School&apos;s almost out, but there&apos;s lots to do!'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111069407635358836</id><published>2005-03-13T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:07:56.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the Regular Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow! This weekend's gone fast. In just a matter of hours we'll be zapped back to reality. Yeah, school. Oh by the way, this'll be our LAST WEEK in school. Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, I don't want to leave yet, but I have nothing to do but to go with the flow. That's just how life is. Sometimes you have to let go of what you like in order to move on and face the next challenges lined up. But no matter what, I'll never forget all the memories I had with my Grade six life, whether twas good or &lt;em&gt;not-so-good.&lt;/em&gt; I promise that it'll all stay with me. Memories are there to be treasured, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We'll be facing exams soon. UT2's this week, then next week we'll have the Finals. Yeah, Quarterly Tests. The last! Uh-huh. I bet I'll suffer a lot. I'll have to study and give the it the best shot. It's the last one. And I hope this comes out the best. How I wish....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today, my family and I will be hearing mass. About 3pm. And I haven't planned what to wear. Too bad. And after mass, we'll proceed to visiting tita Annie. She's currently in the hospital. And she's a family friend. So, we'll be visiting her. Perhaps, we'll be eating dinner somewhere too. Oh yeah. Hahaha. Well, that's our plan for today. And it'll be quite busy soon. So, better go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;--------TOOOOT--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111069407635358836?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111069407635358836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111069407635358836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111069407635358836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111069407635358836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-regular-thing.html' title='Just the Regular Thing'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111063385304788785</id><published>2005-03-12T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T05:24:13.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we had the "Way of the Cross" in school. Heck, twas so tiring. The teachers didn'tallow us to go home after classes. Yeah, it started at 4:00pm and ended at 6:00pm. Our departureevery Friday is 2:30pm. So for about an hour and half we roamed around just doing nothing. Hmph.It was so BORRRRIIIIIInnnnGGGG. I'm really quite confused why we weren't allowed to go home. We had P.E. for our last subject (two periods of it) and it freaks me out thinking that I wasn't able to take a bath. I was so eager to do so (perhaps, some of my friends too). I mean, I feel so awful then considering that I was hit by a ball TWICE during P.E. Wow! and it still hurts up to now. It even left a teeny weeny bit of a mark on my face. UGH. Whatever. But honestly, it hurts a lot! Tsssss...how unfortunate of me.&lt;br /&gt;Having the "Way of the Cross" yesterday was (like what I said a while ago) quite boring and tiring at the same time. Well, I was with Ate Aien, Ate Maeca, Mariel and Maxine. I was feelinga bit dizzy then because I wasn't able to take my lunch. Hu-hu-hu. We were all excited to end it.Not only are we bored/tired but we are also so hungry. We would count how many stations were leftthen. Hahaha. That's what boredom leads us to! But, it helped in some way. Helped in burning fatsthat is because we almost went around the whole campus. Well, 1/3 of it though.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Today was "ordinary." I mean, nothing really "FUN" happened, only the fact that I was ableto watch wrestling. But too bad, I wasn't able to finish it. I watched for about a couple of hours, because I decided to cook pasta. Yum! Uh-huh. I cooked PUTANESCA (however you spell that word. coz you see, I'm a crapola in spelling). Of course, with the help of mom. She dictated theprocedures to me, and showed me how to do this and that, how to boil this and that, how to make this and that, and all the other stuffs I need to know. Whoa! It was tiring, but it payed off. Imean, I just made my first ever pasta! Yeah! That was kind of an accomplishment for me. Well, asyou see, I don't know how to cook, but of course I know how to eat (what da?!). And now, I can cook one of my favorite pastas, I just hope that next time I can do it all ON MY OWN.&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Tania, went to her classmate's party. She's so lucky to have gone somewhere. She evenwent to Sta. Lucia ALONE! Wait..not really ALONE but with the driver. Uh. I've never experiencedgoing to the mall and shop for something without my family. Why is that they (my parents) are so strict when it comes to me? But with Tania, it's okay! Oh, unfair. So unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting a little out of balance. I just hope I'll survive the next challenges lined up.Ta-ta for now!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Goodluck for all the tests lined up! I know it's too much, honestly, I'm fed up too!But, think of it, this'll be the last quarter, so GIVE IT YOUR BEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111063385304788785?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111063385304788785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111063385304788785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111063385304788785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111063385304788785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/yesterday-we-had-way-of-cr_111063385304788785.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111045664843785669</id><published>2005-03-10T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T04:10:48.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What is real? As defined by the dictionary, real is genuine. Actual. Bona fide. Authentic. Factual. Existent. Valid. True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the real people, please raise your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face the fact, there aren't many left. Rarely do we encounter such specimens that are the said word. It's a shame, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media. Skin White's commercials always focus on having fair skin. Just a dab of their product, and you'll be white. Buy their product and you'll be beautiful. Translation: Buy it and fit in. The media has been contaminating our minds. Why, does being white make you normal? What is normal? It's been misused so many times already that it's lost its meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shown in television are teenyboppers under a thick layer of punk outfit and undecipherable voices. They are punk. That is what they want you to think. But are they? The answer is clear. No. Yet we have nimrods among us who are too dim-witted to even recognize the obvious. I, unfortunately, am related to one.&lt;br /&gt;Their mission is for us to all be alike so we can fit in their perfect empire. Get the newest gadgets. Purchase imported products (because stateside is always better). Wear the latest clothes. Be the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we are weak, it is easy for us to be brainwashed. Remember the Josie and the Pussycats flick? Subliminal messages were concealed in the music they listened to. Without warning, they become victims of their own minds. They were the hundred or so slaves building a pyramid for the pharaoh's benefit. A piece of cheese fed to the big fat rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We become clones of each other. There is no way to tell which is which. But this is what they want. A perfect little world with perfect little people ruled by the perfect little king. Perfect little people doing their perfect little jobs to make this perfect little world perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who wants to be normal? I sure don't. I am my own person. I look like me. I dress like me. I act like me. I think like me. If ever I dress like another person, it is not premeditated. People can think alike but be poles apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, that's what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, unfortunately, am again linked to "people" who do not think so. I am happy with myself. I am confident despite my myriad flaws. I am contented. However, "they" put me down. I say I am me. "They" say I try to be like someone. I act the way I want. "They" say I mimic someone. I dress the way I want. "They" say I impersonate someone. Who this someone is, I don't even know. The people whom you expect to understand you are the ones who don't. How absurd.&lt;br /&gt;What is real? As defined by the dictionary, real is genuine. Actual. Bona fide. Authentic. Factual. Existent. Valid. True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As defined by me, real is anything that isn't obscured. Yes, it is genuine. Yes, it is actual. It is bona fide, authentic, factual, existent, valid and true. Yet, isn't obscured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always longed to live in such a place. The grass need not be trimmed. The trees can grow any length they want or shed as many leaves as they wish. The people need not be perfect. Fat or thin, tall or short, ugly or beautiful, it doesn't really matter. All that matters is that we all accept. We are all contented. There is no king to order us around, no perfect being to feel inferior of. No one is and can be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be an authentic person. I do have my own personality. However, one can only speculate how much poison the media has injected to it. In the world today, it is impossible to be an actual person without being conditioned to live like someone else at least once in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the place I long to live in, these beings are invited. These individuals, who are aware that they have been contaminated, but want to be cleaned, can enter. Soon, we will all live together as imperfect creatures and be real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111045664843785669?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111045664843785669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111045664843785669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111045664843785669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111045664843785669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/real-or-not.html' title='Real or Not?'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111036668148446327</id><published>2005-03-09T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T03:11:21.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We just had the &lt;em&gt;last mass&lt;/em&gt; for this schoolyear. Hu-hu-hu. Last homily for this schoolyear, last communion for this schoolyear, etc. Of course, we had quite a long recess. An hour to be exact. Although in grade six, the teachers rang the bell at around 9:50am,,grrr..that's UNFAIR. We were all forced to study. Yikes! And that was bad. I don't enjoy that much. Studying...no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**deepest sigh**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Rarrr..im hungry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gotta eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;----writer went out of reach----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111036668148446327?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111036668148446327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111036668148446327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111036668148446327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111036668148446327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-just-had-last-mass-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111027849100075760</id><published>2005-03-08T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T02:41:31.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow! School's about to end in a couple of weeks. Yes, I know, such a long time still, uh? That's how A.A. is. Hahaha. When you're an Assumtionista, bet you'll get used to it. And yeah, don't forget the tortures too. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I feel sick thinking about the last day of school. It's not only that I fear the upcoming tests but also that of &lt;strong&gt;I'll miss my friends&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, I'll definately miss them all. I don't want to list 'em coz it'll take me a decade or more if I were to list. Hahaha. I really love my friends, they're the best. You guys know who you are. Luv you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I don't like to let go of this schoolyear. This has been the worst in tormenting (so far) but it doesn't end that way. In fact, this was the best schoolyear ever. Yeah, the best. Set aside the &lt;em&gt;tormenting &lt;/em&gt;first. &lt;s&gt; tormenting &lt;/s&gt; Cut it out. Hehehe. There are lots of memories to be treasured as I move on with my life. Hmph. Indeed, it's hard to let go and continue with the journey. But I have nothing to do, just go with the flow. I feel awful thinking about all of these. Tormenting's over. Move on to Summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; Homeworks, Projects, Lecture, Lecture and more Lecture, Sermon, Sermon, and more Sermon (from teachers that is. Don't ask me who! Coz I bet you know!), Tests, Quizzes, Formal Themes, Oral Test &lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow...all will be gone. Uh-huh. All school related stuffs. Soon, school will be over==&gt; &lt;s&gt; SCHOOL &lt;/s&gt; And imma sure miss my friends. All of them of course. But, I want to have fun too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This summer, I plan to quit in Kumon since I've decided I'm not having a hard time in Math so like what's the use? Kumon when I understand every single detail about it (as of now, that is)? What a waste of money! Anyways, I'm planning a whole bunch of activities to keep me busy this summer. Yey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I want to go and visit &lt;strong&gt;Palawan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;s&gt; Boracay &lt;/s&gt;. I want to do something I haven't tried or anything &lt;em&gt;adventurous&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, I still want to enter caves, and do all those stuffs; Karting, yeah, sure why not?!; travel, of course, that'll always be in the list!; try out something new, food perhaps?; read an interesting book! Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today went same old same. Everything was tough. Quizzes, of course, a day in school wouldn't pass without giving Quizzes (be it announced or unannounced). But I aced the one in CLE so that's great. **cheers** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow we'll be having the last mass for this schoolyear. Awww! **tsk, tsk, tsk** I feel too awful already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I don't want to leave Grade 6!!! Ahhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; Grade 7 &lt;/s&gt; &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/9584367-111027849100075760?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111027849100075760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111027849100075760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111027849100075760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111027849100075760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow-schools-about-to-end-in-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111019691440134921</id><published>2005-03-07T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T04:01:54.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Daddy has been this busy with work ever since. He's been going to other places such as China and U.S., and I feel awful thinking of him going away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just late last year, my dad had a new job to add to his &lt;em&gt;work list.&lt;/em&gt; He's handling PDCC in Baguio. He works together with his former classmate in College. As of now, we can call their business &lt;em&gt;successful&lt;/em&gt;. Although, it has just started, it brought about many great changes. Indeed, I'm happy about my dad and his job. About being successful and all that. But, I don't really like the fact of him going to remote areas. He goes to Baguio twice in a month and stays there for a couple of days or so. Having &lt;s&gt; daddy &lt;/s&gt; no daddy around makes me feel sick. I'm kind of used seing him just hanging around in the house. Talking to someone on the phone, or calculating some things. Yes, dad really has a tough job. And I think he's used to it. Mom doesn't work so this gives him double duties as a dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can consider him as a &lt;strong&gt;Super Dad&lt;/strong&gt;. He has all this responsibilities to attend to, yet he still manages to find time for his family. That's how great my dad is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know he doesn't know my blog address, but he knows that I have a blog. I just wanted to say &lt;strong&gt;Love you, DAD!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You're the greatest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have come to the point wherein I realized how lucky I am to have my parents around. They serve as inspirations, guardians, and people who help me bring out the best in me. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be "me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111019691440134921?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111019691440134921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111019691440134921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111019691440134921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111019691440134921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/missing-dad.html' title='Missing Dad'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-111018417588950422</id><published>2005-03-07T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:29:35.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At last...I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whew! This has been a tiring weekend. Saturday, I went to Efgee's house to do that reading Magazine Project. God, we crammed. Hmph. That was bad. I knew it from the start. But I can't help stopping it. Argh. Don't worry, I'll try to do the best that I can to avoid cramming. Wish me luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The outcome of our Reading Magazine Project was great. I never thought that we'll be able to finish it on time since we just started typing the articles last week and so, we had a few days left then before the deadline. But, luckily, we were able to do it in a neat and very creative way. The only problem is that we used a &lt;s&gt; folder &lt;/s&gt; double-sided tape to bind it all together. And that's the real problem. If you try to open it (the magazine) real hard, wow, you're definately going to pull it all down. Hahaha. So in other words, it'll get destroyed since the tape isn't that strong to hold it all in place. But generally, the outcome was so great and I'm really proud of it. Yeah, too proud. Wait. It's not that I'm boasting or whatever, it's just that I'm so impressed with our work. Well, yeah, all of us (Efgee, Stacey, Camille and I) are so proud of it. I just wonder if Ms. Arcilla will too. OOOoooh. Hope so because we worked &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; hard on it. [[cross your fingers]].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I really don't like being so concentrated in school. I mean, not having much time for yourself, but I guess that's what school is about. &lt;em&gt;tormenting.&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, that's the &lt;s&gt; wrong &lt;/s&gt; right word. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Our deadline for the A.P. project was extended. It's to be passed on Wednesday (I guess). Well, atleast there's still time for me to make it more attractive and nicer in a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whew. Elections are done. Yey! I guess whether you belong to the Gold Team, you can also win the elections because that's definately what happened to me. In the first place, I thought I wouldn't win since there weren't officers for this s.y. who belong to the Gold Team (if I'm not mistaken that is). So there. I conclude that I was wrong. Hmph. I'll be facing more responsiblities next year, and more tasks to come my way. Awww! But I guess this is really part of being a JSCAA officer. And that's kind of the &lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt;. Not. Hahaha. Anyways, thanks for all those who voted for me. Thank you guys. I have nothing to do, but to accept it. I'm in it, and all that. I have definately nothing to do with it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wait...I got some, about 4 only, pics of us (Efgee, Camille and I) when we did our reading project at Efgee's house. Want to see it? &lt;a href="http://pbase.com/theangelicdevil08/at_efgee's"&gt; yes &lt;/a&gt;. no? just bug off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-111018417588950422?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/111018417588950422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=111018417588950422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111018417588950422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/111018417588950422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/at-lastim-back.html' title='At last...I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110985073406633646</id><published>2005-03-03T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T03:52:14.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel &lt;strong&gt;blog sick&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, I miss my old skin. The one I made. Hmph. Tsssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, school's tough. And way so out of control. There's too much to study, and too many homeworks to do. Plus, the projects too. Aaaaah. They freak me out. This is too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As much as possible, I'd like to get rid of school. I mean, forget about it even for just a very short time. But, you know what, I can't. I just can't. I tend to worry about homeworks, projects, etc. I'm too much of &lt;em&gt;a worried &lt;/em&gt;person. I feel like worrying every single thing and make it a complicated one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Being addicted to the net is not so good for me. I become lazy at times. I don't do my tasks/duties. Hmm...guess I need to lessen this addictness a bit. Let's take it DOWN! Har-har! Well, I've always been lazy. Yes, that's a fact you should know about me. I've always been that. Maybe, you might not agree, but if you do, that's good since that's the real me. I want things to get my way, not the other way. Hehehe. And I don't want myself being forced to do something I don't like. That's a "GRRRRR" for me. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since school's about to end, in a couple of weeks to be exact, lessons have been harder. Yep, way harder. Too much homeworks/projects piled up to do. Whew! Can I still survive??? Hope so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I feel like NOT liking school. How can I ever like it? I mean, it's too much! Too much for &lt;em&gt;a torture. &lt;/em&gt;PLEASE, WE'RE JUST STUDENTS! Hmph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! Summer's coming up soon. Yeah, break! &lt;strong&gt;the REAL one that is&lt;/strong&gt;. Thinking about summer makes me feel excited. Beach. Shorts. Shopping. Ice Cream. Traveling. Whoa! The list goes on, and on and on. I bet it won't fit here. Hehehe. Summer's about fun. Yeah, fun. No school related stuffs. Atlast, the moment I've been waiting for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But, it's a bit hard to let go of this schoolyear. It was the best of the best. Yeah, the topmost! I feel like bursting into tears when the last day comes. Exagge. Hahaha. But yeah, honestly, this year was fun. NO, of course not because of the 'tormenting' it's because of the memories we had. 6-3 was the best class I've had. I've never experience such a bonding in each one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Weyt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let me describe 6-3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. super dooper COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. close with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. everyone's there to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. no one's left out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. the funniest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. the BEST [of course!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes, we the six-three students may be the naughtiest one, the fact that we are also the lowest in the average, haha, but it doesn't matter. As long as we're all together, the bonding will never be destroyed. No matter how much Ms. Barba hates us, no matter how many teachers don't like us, we don't care. We only care for one another. We have this GREAT bonding which no can tear apart and separate. So to all 6-3 students...LUV YAH GUYS, you're the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110985073406633646?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110985073406633646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110985073406633646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110985073406633646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110985073406633646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-feel-blog-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110976534127451518</id><published>2005-03-02T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T04:09:01.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All New, Brand New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yep, new skin...new look. Hahaha. Well, I just had the feeling of getting a new skin. I was getting hooked into having "navigation bars" or whatever. I think it's kind of cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WEYT...&lt;strong&gt;IM NOT A FLIRT&lt;/strong&gt;!! okay?? Hahaha.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Nevermind the skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We just had our Math and Language test a while ago. Darn, hmph. I hate it. I swear I'll fail. Whatever. Why do I have to be so dumb? Grrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shocks! tomorrow, we'll be having our A.P. and Filipino test. Yup, the subjects which I hate. tssssss. Why do they have to be in the same day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Okay, this is really too much. Feel a bit sleepy so have to go...Zzzzzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110976534127451518?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110976534127451518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110976534127451518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110976534127451518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110976534127451518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-new-brand-new.html' title='All New, Brand New'/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110967761442525141</id><published>2005-03-01T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T03:46:54.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay. So I haven't made a post for yesterday. Too Bad...tssssss. Whatever. Honestly, I don't have much time now, so I've got to make this short and fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, I was so busy with school stuffs. Yup, that darn school. Tsss. Did my article for the Reading Magazine Project. Yeah, it's about badminton. Hehehe. Guessed it right. Well, we aren't pretty much ready yet. Hmph. The deadline's on the 7th of March and that's a Monday..uh, same with our A.P. project. Whatever. Why do they always have to have the same deadline. Darn, I'm so busy. I don't even have much time for fun anymore. I ain't able to watch TV because of this. Oh, how I wish &lt;em&gt;di naman masama yung paggamit ng computer&lt;/em&gt;!! This is slowly killing me...=( Tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, I get bored in school. Uh-huh&lt;strong&gt;, Bored to Death. &lt;/strong&gt;All they do is give you lectures, lectures and more lectures. Darn, I'm so fed up with it! Grrr...I'm going to burst into pieces. Hmph. I don't enjoy this kind of tormenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow might be pretty much similar to what we had today and the previous weeks. I'll probably be having a hectic and busy schedule. Hmph. I really hate it, not having time for fun. It's like as if I'm jailed in school, together with books, textbooks, and all those other school stuffs...aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As much as I want to end this tormenting, I can't. Why? The only way this'll stop is through having the "summer break" which is so soon. I don't really want to leave my classmates and friends. I just hope that the teachers will lessen the homeworks given and projects too. I think it'll be better that way. Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gosh, I wish I just went to the Yr. 4's Legacy. My friends told me it was GREAT. Hmph. I just missed half of my life. **pout**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah, March 1...3 weeks to go!!! Yipee! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110967761442525141?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110967761442525141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110967761442525141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110967761442525141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110967761442525141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110949968527789537</id><published>2005-02-27T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T02:21:25.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow! My Family and I went &lt;em&gt;shopping &lt;/em&gt;today. Yeah! It feels great after going around the mall. Hehehe. I just went home, about several minutes ago. I bought books. Yup, books. Hey, I'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;a bookworm. Maybe, I was just interested in purchasing one. No not one, a series. Hehehe. Well, it does look cute, and quite interesting to read. Uh-huh. Interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We went to &lt;em&gt;Shang&lt;/em&gt; a while ago. Yeah, Shangri-la. Hahaha. Even saw Ms. Susan and Sr. Benny [however you spell his name]. Whoops! We passsed by them twice. What da?!? A co-incident? I don't care. Hmph. Oh well, that's just how it went. I bought a series of &lt;em&gt;Cathy Hopkins' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mates, Dates. &lt;/strong&gt;They're all in all 4 books, and I bought them at the same time. They're boxed in one. So that's kind of cool. I don't have to go back and forth just to buy that since it's a series. Too bad, I couldn't find Judy Blume's Books. Grrr. I was hoping to finish all the 6 books but I couldn't find it anywhere in the bookstore. Hmph. **sniffs** So that's one reason why I bought a series of books! Hehehe. Neither my mom nor dad complained about the books I bought. So, I just went to the cashier and asked them to pay for it. Hahaha. Oh yeah, bought CD's too. Only a couple of 'em. &lt;em&gt;Ciara's Goodies, and Gwen Stefani's&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. This time my dad did a lil bit of complaining. But after quite some thinking, it was okie-dokie for him. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't really feel like going to school tomorrow. Heck, we'll be tormented again. Whatever. That's what they [the teachers] usually do! They give us &lt;em&gt;a whole bunch of homeworks &lt;/em&gt;and what's worse is that sometimes they check it the following day. Hmph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whoa! Tomorrow's Monday again. And it's the elections! Hmph. I ain't really looking forward to that event. Hahaha. Seems like this weekend was fast. Maybe because I did a lot of stuffs for this weekend. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Friday-My sister, Tania and I had our haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Saturday-My sister had her bday party here at home. Everyone was kinda busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sunday-Went shopping! Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! This is one heck of a weekend. Hehehe. Better watch out for the next! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110949968527789537?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110949968527789537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110949968527789537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110949968527789537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110949968527789537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/wow-my-family-and-i-went-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110942316314624287</id><published>2005-02-26T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T05:06:03.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My sister's party isn't over yet. Although, majority of her friends went home already. Hehehe. But that's okie-dokie with her, since she has some of our cousins around. In fact, they'll stay here for the rest of the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, tomorrow we'll be going out, hopefully. We'll be buying Tania's gift since we have nothing for now. She'll be the one to choose which she'd like to have as a gift. And I guess that's a nice way, since we'll know that what we'll be buying for her will be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I saw at the back of my cousins shirt &lt;strong&gt;Losing is for Losers&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmph. Lemme think about it. Well, I definately do not agree with those. 100% on the wrong side. If you take it literally, when you lose, you're called a loser. But that doesn't happen all of the time. Come and Think of it. Well, if you lose, do you consider yourself a loser? Heck, if so, you shouldnt. First of all, we aren't losers, and second is that &lt;strong&gt;nobody is a loser&lt;/strong&gt;. Of course, you couldn't win all the time unless you're someone &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; like God. But nobody's like that. In a game, match or whatever. There's always a winner, and a &lt;em&gt;loser&lt;/em&gt;. But that &lt;em&gt;loser&lt;/em&gt; isn't the bad one. What'll you call yourself if you lose, a winner? Hahaha. Wait. The point here is that &lt;em&gt;don't be too hard on yourself.&lt;/em&gt; Everyone has a talent in something. Well, if you don't win, maybe this isn't just the right time. But surely, sometime, what you wish/expect will come true. Just keep hoping, and persevere. If you really worked hard for it, definately an amazing outcome will be the result. Trust me. You'll just have to believe in yourself, in your own potentials, and in what you can do. Because, you'll never know, you'll suddenly make a &lt;strong&gt;great change!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wondering why I'm sharing this with all of you guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, since it's almost the elections, all the candidates including me can relate to this. Anyways, I'm really nervous and all that. &lt;em&gt;It's not that I'm scared NOT to win, I just have that feeling.&lt;/em&gt; Maybe most of the candidates for the upcoming schoolyear's JSCAA leaders feel the same way too. I guess it's just a &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, goodluck for all candidates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110942316314624287?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110942316314624287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110942316314624287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110942316314624287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110942316314624287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-sisters-party-isnt-over-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110940219974971448</id><published>2005-02-26T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:16:39.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, my sister's currently having her party downstairs. I ain't there since they're all kids. 3rd Grader students that is. --ahem-- except for my youngest sister, Lexi. She always wants to tag around with Tania. And that's not a problem for me because I feel happier whenever no one tries to bug me and test my temper. Cuz that's what she does most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Didn't I tell I had my haircut. I'll show how I look. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/Picture139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't look any different from my &lt;em&gt;old self.&lt;/em&gt; So that's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, update ya'll later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110940219974971448?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110940219974971448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110940219974971448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110940219974971448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110940219974971448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-my-sisters-currently-having-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110934311172037836</id><published>2005-02-25T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T06:51:51.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just got a new haircut! Hmph. New look? Not really. Well, it isn't that obvious though. I still got my hair long since I decided to just have a trim. My layered style is still there. But, just made it shorter. Way shorter! Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow's my sister's birthday. She's going to celebrate it just here at home. In the basement ---ehem--- or should I say &lt;strong&gt;Family Room&lt;/strong&gt;. My parents really did a great job in getting a new look and feel of that room. It doesn't look like an &lt;em&gt;ordinary basement&lt;/em&gt; anymore. It looks more like a &lt;strong&gt;Family Room&lt;/strong&gt;. It's warm and cozy. Sure love to sleep there soon. Hahaha. I'll try to post pics of it. It's super cute, with all those pink, purple, and red beanbags. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I went to my grandma's place today. After I had my haircut that is. Hehehe. Did nothin much. Just what I do regularly when I visit them. Hahaha. So nothin really new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way, I changed the songs already. But some weren't changed since I like the others still! Hehehe. But that's alrighty. Well, for me that is. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guys, sorry for being a little bit &lt;strong&gt;grouchy&lt;/strong&gt; for the previous days. I was just so busy and got a bad mood since I was &lt;em&gt;tortured&lt;/em&gt; in school with all those homeworks, projects, lectures, etc. That's the result when I'm forced to do something I didn't like. &lt;em&gt;It's not that I'm a &lt;strong&gt;spoiled brat&lt;/strong&gt;, it's just that this is too much for me&lt;/em&gt;. I really can't take it anymore! Hmph. I just wish we'll have the break soon. But what's not so nice about it, is that we'll be leaving Grade 6, and move to Gr. 7 &lt;strong&gt;[[hopefully]]&lt;/strong&gt;. I bet there's too much torture up there. Hmph. Let's just see what happens then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thinking about &lt;strong&gt;Summer&lt;/strong&gt; makes me feel excited and sad at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excited&lt;/strong&gt;. Since we'll be free!! No homeworks, No projects, No lectures, No school related stuffs. Therefore, It's all going to be about &lt;em&gt;fun!&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, fun! Woo-Hoo! Plus, we'll be going to &lt;strong&gt;Palawan&lt;/strong&gt;, most likely. But that's still temporary. Hahaha. I just hope this plan will push through. I haven't been to Palawan yet, and I sure would love to visit that soon. But, I've been to Boracay twice already. That's why I'm kind of &lt;em&gt;fed-up&lt;/em&gt; with it. Well, It's kind of fun still. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad.&lt;/strong&gt; Because I'll be ending my grade 6 life. And like what I said before this is the &lt;strong&gt;best year!&lt;/strong&gt; I would surely miss my friends and all that. But surely, &lt;strong&gt;I won't miss the torture!&lt;/strong&gt; I'll never want that! Hmph. Well, it seems so hard to let go of my grade 6 life. True!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110934311172037836?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110934311172037836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110934311172037836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110934311172037836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110934311172037836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-got-new-haircut-hmph.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110923905123062113</id><published>2005-02-24T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T01:57:31.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two days straight I haven't written in my blog. Guess this proves how busy I am in school. Hmph. All these homeworks, projects, lecture, etc. is so freakin me out! Grrrr. It's &lt;em&gt;tormenting&lt;/em&gt; us, the students. Did we do anything bad to the teachers? to the manongs and manangs? Well, I don't remember anything related to this. But still, I'm wondering why we are to be &lt;em&gt;tormented&lt;/em&gt; in school. To learn? Is that the reason? I'm getting kind of &lt;em&gt;pissed off with it&lt;/em&gt;, but there's really &lt;strong&gt;nothing &lt;/strong&gt;I can do about it. I'm just a student. A grade six student. And that's it. My job is to listen and follow the teacher but not go against what they want me to do. Yep, I'm just a regular 6th grader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Seems like this week went a little out of hand. The lessons were too hard to remember. I can't stuff informations all at the same time. I'm not a robot, a multi-tasking robot. I'm a human. A human being. Yes-yes-yes, we had notes but we have to memorize them all. And that was too much for me. Do we deserve this? Do they have to go all &lt;strong&gt;teacher-dictator&lt;/strong&gt; when it comes to school? Do they have to line up a whole bunch of homeworks to be done? I know it's Lent. I need &lt;em&gt;not to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;complain&lt;/em&gt; but I guess, I've had enough of it. A little more, and I'll explode into bits. Hmph. Sorry for this, but this is what I really feel. I've been longing to say this out to all. But this is just the time, when I had the courage to do so. Well, I feel a little bit comfortable and free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This week was the &lt;strong&gt;Campaign Week &lt;/strong&gt;for all those running for a particular position for the &lt;strong&gt;JSCAA&lt;/strong&gt; next schoolyear. Heck, it was so tiring. We run from &lt;em&gt;all the way over here, to all the way over there, to all the way over here, to all the way over there, to all the-----&lt;/em&gt;I guess this'll be too long if I continue it! Hahaha. So let's stop there first. Well, we had to promote our team so as to encourage the students to vote for us. I wasn't good at it, I should admit. I have &lt;strong&gt;little self-confidence&lt;/strong&gt; so that's kind of the problem. I don't believe much in my potentials. Majority of the teachers would tell me that. Ms Imee even told me &lt;em&gt;"Wala ka namang ikahihiya eh. You have the potentials of being a leader. But it's normal for people to get nervous, even us, the teachers tend to get nervous sometimes. But the technique here is that, you should not show the audience/crowd that you are feeling nervous."&lt;/em&gt; I was so shy while promoting our team. I couldn't look straight at the audience. And that was another problem. How many is that [problem/s] now? Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday and last Tuesday I printed out &lt;em&gt;flyers&lt;/em&gt; to be distributed the following day. Hmph. It was so tired cutting it. Hahaha. But that was alright. Well, I kind of had this &lt;em&gt;campaign managers&lt;/em&gt;. They're incharge of encouraging people to vote for me as &lt;strong&gt;P.R.O.&lt;/strong&gt; as well as for ate Maeca, and Maxine. Yep, they're from 6-3 that's why they encourage people to vote for us. Hahaha. It's kind of funny actually to think of it. Us, not being the one promoting ourselves to them, the crowd. Hehehe. But I think they liked it. &lt;em&gt;I just think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The elections will be on Monday, the 28th. Hahaha. Good Luck for all the other candidates. Hope that you guys will vote for the right person. Well, I don't care if I don't win. As long as, everybody voted for the one they think can serve them the best. Then let it be it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I bet &lt;em&gt;Mia&lt;/em&gt; would win for President.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I'm just not sure for the Secretary and P.R.O. Think Efgee and Karyza will be fighting for that position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! No school tomorrow! Now, this sounds great. So great. Yey! I can rest my brain now. But there are still homeworks to be done, and projects to be submitted. Well, I'll try to forget about it first, and try to relax. Hahaha. Since I've had the &lt;strong&gt;toughest week&lt;/strong&gt; ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110923905123062113?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110923905123062113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110923905123062113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110923905123062113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110923905123062113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/two-days-straight-i-havent-written-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110897897882486394</id><published>2005-02-21T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T01:42:58.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was planning to write a post yesterday, but too bad, I wasn't able to do so. Hmph. I didn't have time to write since I had badminton, fixed my blog's skin, and went to church. It was kind of a hectic schedule I had yesterday. That's why I wasn't able to make a post. Although, I was really eager to write about what happened yesterday, unfortunately, I forgot about it! **Think, think, think** See how forgetful I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So today we were &lt;em&gt;zapped back to reality&lt;/em&gt;. It was just like a &lt;em&gt;--snap!--&lt;/em&gt; Now, we'll have to act our best during class hours, and do the regular things a student would do. Oh, how I miss the Arts and Academic Week. The fun we had. Oh, it was so fun not having classes, and not much teachers are around. I hope we had it that way. Hmph. But of course, that would never happened because we were sent to school to learn. And that's quite the main objective of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was really shocking for me to have quizzes at once. We had a quiz in Science without studying. Grrr. That made me feel awful since I didn't study during my free days because of the Acad. Week. Well, I was just draining my eyes. Right in front of the computer. Hahaha. But, it was definately fun for me. Yey! Hmm..Today's not counted as a fun one. Today generally put us back to reality. We have to concentrate on school since the UT's are coming soon. Whoa! Torture's back! Hmph. ~^ _^~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So far, I've been cramming because of my &lt;em&gt;tamad[ness]&lt;/em&gt;. Well, I've not been studing lately. And I hope this'll change soon. Or else I'll fail all my quizzes/tests. Grrr. I definately wouldn't want that to happen. I'll NEVER EVER allow it! I'll be building a wall for it. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, today we have lots of homeworks piled up to do. Plus, we have an A.P. project, same deadline with our Reading Magazine Project. Hmph. I don't really like it much when the teachers give us, their students, lots of homeworks, right after a vacation or so. That's one disadvantage of a vacation from all that lecture in school. ^__^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We had a quiz in Math, Science, and Computer. We were suppose to have a quiz in A.P. luckily, it didn't push through. Whew! And our report [&lt;em&gt;Karapatang Sibil&lt;/em&gt;] is our homework for tomorrow. Grrrrr. What a nice way to welcome us back! Hmph. I partly like today, and partly didn't. Hmm..I aced our Computer Quiz, and Science Quiz, but my Math Quiz was bad. Hmph. Got mistake out of you-know-what!! **sniff**I'll try my best to avoid mistakes. Yep, I'll try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The candidates for JSCAA 2005-2006 presented themselves to all. Grrr. I was so nervous then. And most of my friends said I look so pale. Maybe I should agree with them. I was 100% shy. Plus, I can't look straight at the audience. Ms. Twinkle gave tips to me through email, but I guess I didn't use it. Hmph. But thanks anyway. Oh, it's her birthday today. &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hey here's the song we sang during our presentation. It completely lingered in my mind. Can't forget it! Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Vote for the Gold Team,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We'll make next schoolyear fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We've got some nice plans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And got some big goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A.A. this team is so good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So let's do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And vote for the Gold Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, Lets vote for Gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tune nya ung sa "Bright Lights" na Chorus. hahaha. Naaliw nga ako eh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That'll be it for now, I've got to do some of my homeworks pa. Hmph. Whatever. Homeworks here, Projects there. When will this '&lt;em&gt;tormenting&lt;/em&gt;' ever end??? **pout**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110897897882486394?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110897897882486394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110897897882486394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110897897882486394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110897897882486394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-was-planning-to-write-post-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110881549993866089</id><published>2005-02-19T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T04:28:47.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whew! Atlast I'm done editing my blog. Honestly, it is hard making your own skin [for the blog that is]. Hmph. Thought it was just as easy as &lt;em&gt;A, B, C, &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;1, 2, 3.&lt;/em&gt; But I was definately wrong. So wrong. It was hard. Terribly Hard. Hmph. It takes a whole bunch of &lt;strong&gt;'patience'&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;commitment&lt;/strong&gt;. You'll have to enjoy it, or else you tend to delete your blog afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today wasn't much fun. Not only was I making my own blogskin, but I was also bored here at home. &lt;em&gt;Bored to death&lt;/em&gt;. Hmph. Well, my mom and I went to the Tennis Court for there was this &lt;strong&gt;"Post Valentine Lunch"&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. But, I didn't stay long, I went home right away leaving my mom behind. Nothing to worry about, it was just 2 mins. away from our house, when you walk that is. Hmm..but after several minutes, my sister Lexi, wanted to go and fetch my mom. So, I went with her to the Tennis Court. Didn't stay long there. Just picked up mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...sigh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="www.camille30.tk"&gt;Camille&lt;/a&gt; resumed blogging na. Yey! Check it out. She also made her own 'blogskin' **CHEERS** hahaha. Wow..that was a pretty tough choice to make. Why? She used to like blogging, but after finishing her skin 'unsuccessfully' she'd delete her blogger account right away. That happened to her lots 'a times. Now, I'm glad she resumed blogging. **horray**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, just finished chatting with &lt;a href="strawbeary_pink.blogspot.com"&gt; ate lara &lt;/a&gt;several minutes&lt;a&gt; ago. Hmph. Missed chatting with her kasi we're both busy eh. Hmm..she's so lucky to have been able to talk to eamon and greet him a happy birthday. How I wish I did that too. Aiii. But, atleast I remembered. I greeted him through 'text' haha. That wasn't bad, was it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I watched WWE a while ago. Hmm..it was &lt;strong&gt;AWSOME. &lt;/strong&gt;Horray! I watched &lt;em&gt;RAW!! &lt;strong&gt;Chris Jericho, Chris Benoit, and Shawn Michaels V.S. Christian, EDGE, and Tyson Tomko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Chris Jericho's Team won! YEY!! And there was also this game wherein &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Batista&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; played a &lt;em&gt;'handicap'&lt;/em&gt; match. His opponents were TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS. hmm..i forgot the name! Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, enough of that "wrestling chat." Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gosh, I'm feeling nervous about that JSCAA thing in school. We'll be presenting a skit, and be singing a 'short' song afterwards. Hmm..Ms. Twinkle gave me tips for it. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, I think I'll be fainting there because of "terrible nervousness" hahaha. That's my sickness. Anyways, wish me luck! [[Fingers-crossed]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. next saturday's my sister's bday. Advance Happy Birthday, Tania! Labshoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110881549993866089?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110881549993866089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110881549993866089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110881549993866089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110881549993866089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/whew-atlast-im-done-editing-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110873403241149946</id><published>2005-02-18T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T05:40:32.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow! Yellow House [Purmassuri] ranked first in the Arts and Academic Week. But too bad, we weren't the overall champions. Well, nothing to worry about, because we placed second [if it were to rate "overall"]. Hmph. It was a pretty close fight with the Red House [Lapu-lapu]. We had close scores. They had [overall] 3,400+ while us [the yellow house] had 3,300+pts. Grr. But, what's good about it is that we all did our best. Yep! Gave our best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The results for the Ultimate Challenge was announced just this morning, right after the Morning Talk. Whoosh! We only placed 2nd with 90pts. and Red got 120pts. that makes them the winner. Grrr..Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But, we won so many events for this Arts and Academic Week, that's why we ranked 1st. Whoa! 1st. But we weren't the overall winner. Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I watched my sister at the Assumpta Theatre at 9am. Whew! Kakahiya. But, honestly, she did great. Hahaha. Well, there were also lil kids performing, and they were funny. Yep, real funny. So, we kept on laughing, and laughing, and laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My Dad, Mom, Grandma, other Grandma, and Tita, watched my sister perform at 2pm. Afterwards, they went home to pick me up. Then we ate at Max. Just ordered Ice Tea. Uh-huh, promise, Ice Tea lang. No, I'm not in a Diet Mode, I just had my merienda when they went home. Hmph. Okay? Clear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I got some pictures. Want to see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/atside.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That's my sister, Tania, wearing her costume. Well, that's just one of her costumes. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/umbrellaatdbck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Another pose..smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/atmax.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Look at Lexi, right infront of me, she feels like becoming a ballerina someday...Hmph. Whatever. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/ballerinadaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One more time! uh-huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/whoopstlmg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That's Lexi, Tania [still in her costume], Me, and My Grandma. Girl Power, Yeah! Kiddin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. sorry if hindi pantay-pantay ung pics, i'm just rushing eh. I'll fix it next time. Till then. Thanks for dropping by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.p.s. Happy Birthday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110873403241149946?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110873403241149946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110873403241149946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110873403241149946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110873403241149946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/wow-yellow-house-purmassuri-ranked.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110864028899213596</id><published>2005-02-17T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T03:38:09.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hmmm...today was the last day for the &lt;strong&gt;"ARTS AND ACADEMIC WEEK"&lt;/strong&gt; in school. Awww! We all had fun, I guess? Hahaha. But, honestly, it was partly fun, and partly boring. I mean, we had fun at Ultimate Challenge. Of course, that's what I joined. I answered the question [assigned to me] together with a Gr. 5&amp;7 student. You may consider it as a group work. Gr.1-4 is one group, so is Gr. 5-7, Yr.I-II, and Yr. III-IV. Well, what we did was kind of hard. It's like the "brain teazers" or whatever you call it. Basta, you'll have to form a figure with the given shapes. Hmm..thinking and analyzing how you'll be able to form that particular figure is hard. But once you've really thought deep, it'll be easy. I guess, Ate Mae, Nice and I were just too nervous that's why &lt;em&gt;nataranta kami&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. But, we did our best, and guess what? We were able to solve the task assigned to us. Yep! I had a &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; feeling afterwards. We got 15pts for that station. It was 20pts. overall. There were 4 groups, 5pts. each. Three groups got it right[and we're one of those *wenx*]. But you know what, 15pts. isn't bad at all. We weren't just able to complete the other one. Hmm..But that was okie-dokie for me. As long as we had fun, that's fine. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yellow was the last one to finish in the Ultimate Challenge. But the basis of the judges will be on the scores. Not who finished/came first, second, etc. So that's great. Well, we still have chances of being in the third place, I think. If we just had high scores, surely we'll win, even though we didn't finish first. But win or lose, that's alright. I don't care much about winning. I care about having fun. Yep..&lt;strong&gt;F-U-N!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Too bad. This is the last day for the Arts and Academic Week. Whew! It was tiring, to admit. But it was fun too. Watching the Quiz Bee, Catequiz, Reader's Theatre, etc. It was fun cheering and supporting the yellow house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, today was a bit boring. Hahaha. All I did was roam around. Uh-huh. Roam around. And did a lil bit of studying for the Ultimate Challenge. Hahaha. But what I studied wasn't even in there. In our station, we didn't even compute. Ugh. The studying was wasted. Hahaha. But that's ayt, because I didn't really study that much. We were LUCKY enough to face an easy task. Hehehe. It didn't need much thinking, just more on the analyzing side. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! Tomorrow will be the Awarding. I bet RED HOUSE will be the overall winner again. Hahaha. They won almost in all events. Ugh. They have the brains! Grrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also tomorrow, we'll be watching the Ballet Recital at the Assumpta Theatre. Whoa! I'll be watching my sister perform. Gosh. Hahaha. Good Luck, sis! Hahaha. See, I show support. Actually, she doesn't read my blog, she doesn't really use the internet much, unless I force her to write in the tagboard. Hahaha. BAD ate uh?? Anyways, I hope she'll do good tomorrow. But I know she will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whoops! Almost forgot, it's Eamon's Birthday. Hahaha. Advance happy birthday. How many times have I greeted him??? Oh, nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wasn't able to post yesterday because I wasn't in the mood to do so. Is that a pretty good excuse? Hahaha. Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys, for all those visiting my blog, thanks! Weyt..Im not yet done..Please write your "real" name naman. I just want to know who you guys are. Thanks. Chaka, do the same to our barkada webbie. A million thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110864028899213596?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110864028899213596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110864028899213596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110864028899213596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110864028899213596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110846121699749906</id><published>2005-02-15T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T01:53:37.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Grrr. This is one heck of a &lt;strong&gt;boring &lt;/strong&gt;day. Hmph. My sister, Tania, made the right choice. Bet she had fun staying at home, rather than spending time in school doing nothing. Yep nothing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[*sigh*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whew! Yesterday was Valentine's Day. And we did nothing. We just had mass at school, then had classes. Whoops! classes ba talaga?! The student teachers, can't remember them all, substituted the REAL teachers for that day. Why??? Hmph. Try to read my previous posts. Hahaha. Well, we didn't do seatworks or whatever. We just played games. Yep, games. Hangman. Hmmm..it was better than doing seatworks, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! Super tinamad ako yesterday. That's why I didn't make a post. Well, I was having second thoughts last night about going to school or not. Hmph. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Made the wrong choice. Why did I even bother to go to school, when my parents allowed me to stay at home. What a freakin wrong choice. Hmmm..Maybe it was a teeny-weeny bit okie-dokie for me, because I was able to roam around doing nothing with my bestfriends. Sounds better than having classes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today was---i don't know how to describe it---. Whew! I was just lucky enough to survive the &lt;em&gt;boredom&lt;/em&gt; in school. Yep, just lucky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I ran out of words to say. So, 'til then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;P.S. Thanks for all those visiting my blog. You hit it 1000+ times already..and I'm touched. Hmph, am I?? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110846121699749906?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110846121699749906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110846121699749906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110846121699749906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110846121699749906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110827829032217498</id><published>2005-02-13T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T23:05:23.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whoops! Someone made a comment, I don't know who. Hmph. Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In a matter of hours, I'll be switched back to reality. Yep, school. Ugh. Tomorrow's Valentine's Day and Teacher's Day for A.A. Still there's classes. Hmph. AAAAhhhh. There's torture everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! This blog seems to look a lil bit better than the other one. The other one [&lt;strong&gt;which someone stole from me&lt;/strong&gt;] was punk. As to how I see it though. Well, let him/her have that. I don't care. I have this skin naman for my blog eh. But, I still didn't like what she/he did. She/He copied all of it, then replaced nlng the pics into her own. Hmph. What da???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You guys just figure him/her out&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, we'll be going out later. Yey! How great can this be??? Hahaha. Am I too shallow? Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hey guys please check out our barkada's website. &lt;a href="http://www.edcs.tk"&gt;www.edcs.tk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110827829032217498?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110827829032217498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110827829032217498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110827829032217498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110827829032217498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/whoops-someone-made-comment-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110820106754098832</id><published>2005-02-12T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:37:47.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shocks! This skin looks really serious. It doesn't relate to me, I think. Hahaha. But, maybe it does in some way. Hahaha. I changed my skin because someone copied it. Please. &lt;em&gt;Sana naman wag niyo ng gayahin ung mga skin chka nilalagay ko sa blog.&lt;/em&gt; I don't really like it when someone does that. I just hope that people would be considerate naman. I had a hard time looking for a skin. Then here comes someone stealing it from me. Ugh. How polite is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I don't want to think of that anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! 2 days straight, I haven't posted. Not a single letter. Hahaha. Sorry for that. I wasn't able to post nung thursday because we played Badminton. 4-6pm. And when I got home I did my math homework, then reviewed some other lessons. Then yesterday, I was able to go online at 9pm, because of badminton too. All I did was chat, and chat, and chat with Ms. Arcilla, and my friend Anne. Hahaha. I wasn't in the mood to post yesterday. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whoa! This monday will be Valentine's Day already. Yey! &lt;strong&gt;Advance Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt; to all. **Yakaps** It's also going to Teacher's Day for A.A. Ooooh. Well, on Tuesday till Thursday, the 15th-17th, will be the Academic Week. Wow! House Competitions again. And guess what? My sister's my rival in the Ultimate Challenge. Never thought that she'll be joining that too. Aww! Too bad, we just have to deal with it. On Friday, the 18th, it's Eamon's birthday. &lt;strong&gt;Advance Happy Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt; And my sister will also be presenting in the Asumpta Theatre because of her ballet recital. Ooooh. Good Luck! *kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yikes! Haven't started writing articles for our magazine project yet! Whoops. &lt;em&gt;Tamad na naman.&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;But don't worry, I'll do it! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That's it for now. Keep you guys updated! Peace Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110820106754098832?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110820106754098832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110820106754098832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110820106754098832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110820106754098832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/shocks-this-skin-looks-really-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9584367.post-110793711410447535</id><published>2005-02-09T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T00:18:34.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow! This is one heck of a day. Hahaha. Even though our departure was at 12:40pm, I still feel tired after school. Aww! Yep, I definately feel so tired. But it's weird, I still manage to find time to use the computer. Oh, whatever. This just proves that I can sacrifice anything just for using the computer/internet. What an attitude!?! Hahaha. Oh well, that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, can you guys guess what party I belong to [JSCAA]. Yikes! Gold. Whatever. I don't really like "Gold" and I never will. Wahaha. Uhm, that's kind of okay for me, because I will not win. Hahaha. Atlast! I'm not into sacrificing my time for any of those schol stuffs/affairs, so sorry if I win. Hahaah. Just kidding! But, honestly, I don't really want to be part of the JSCAA. Why??? Of course, I would like to have clubs still, have fun, and be like any ordinary student. I'm not ready to be one of the officers in school. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Okay. So I'm trying to edit my blog. Make it extra interesting. Hahaha. As if I'm an expert here. Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wasn't able to post yesterday because **&lt;em&gt;drumroll&lt;/em&gt;** I was too lazy to make one. Hahaha. Well, I'll definately be busy for this coming weeks. Why??? Doi, the Reading project. I haven't even started writing drafts for my article [sports]. Wow! How lazy can I be? Hahaha. So I guess I can't fix my blog yet. But I'll find time to do so. Probably during the weekends, if ever I have time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yey! Half day tomorrow. Yep, same as today! Bet it'll be tiring too. Hahaha. Of course it will! When did school ever become not tiring? when? I don't remember a time! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, our report cards for the 3rd Quarter were given out. Shocks!!! What a grade! I feel depressed with my score. Awww! I feel so bad about my grades, specially that of Filipino. It was the lowest, and I don't want to talk about it anymore. Ugh. =&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whew! 3 quarters down, 1 to go! Hahaha. Can't believe I survived the torture of the teachers during the past 3 quarters. Hahaha. Really can't believe it! Guess I'm just lucky enough. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/9584367-110793711410447535?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110793711410447535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110793711410447535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110793711410447535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110793711410447535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/wow-this-is-one-heck-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110777439463101759</id><published>2005-02-07T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T03:06:34.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay. This day, is so out of control. Yep, so outa control. And I don't like it. First of all, the mechanics for the Magazine Project in Reading was given out. And it was announced by Ms. Twinkle that the deadline is on the 7th of March. Wow, one month! What da?!? One month for writing articles, editing it, fixing it, etc. Whew! What a busy schedule I'll be having because of this. Second, tomorrow's  FRIDAY SCHEDULE, don't know why...Whatever. Hmph, Hele again. Yikes! Haven't finished my project yet. Wow..how irresponsible of me. Hahaha. And lastly is that JSCAA thingy. Ugh. It freaks me out. I don't want to run for any position. But too bad, back-outs isn't allowed. So what I had to do was to go with the flow. Uh, whatever. Well, Ms. Joji said that we can nominate others and ourselves for any position. Since the incoming grade 7 students [that's us] are running for President, Secretary and P.R.O., I decided to run for P.R.O. Uh, I don't like to be President, nor Secretary. I think P.R.O.'s going to be better. And the best would be "me running for nothing." Wow! That's what I like! I want to be an ordinary student/girl in the school. Because, as to how I see it, whenever you're a member of the JSCAA, they take away the fun from everything. Now, what's going to happen is that you're going to be so, so, so focused on school. And I don't like that to happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Honestly, I don't have self-confidence. Yep, I don't have it. Hahaha. And I guess that explains why I don't want to run for any position. Okay, enough of that. Basta, if any teacher is reading this, hope that you guys will erase me from that list soon. Gosh, I still have to make a speech for tomorrow. Okay. Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. I guess I'm too tired to continue this. Better go! Good luck for all those running for a position. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110777439463101759?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110777439463101759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110777439463101759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110777439463101759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110777439463101759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110768558681461436</id><published>2005-02-06T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:30:31.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I learned something today. What is it??? Well, I learned that I can't be a chef someday. And that's so true. I tried making California Maki a while ago, guess what? It looked so awful..and messy too. Ugh. Whatever. I didn't take a picture of it, because I don't want to expose my work to the public specially if it didn't look good. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I used the internet almost the whole day. It's because of the purple skin. It sucks! Ugh. Whenever I post pics there, it exceeds the space. So what happens is that it covers my profile, tagboard, etc. It so happened that I was so excited to post and share my pictures with you guys, that's why I was in the mood to go and search for a nice skin. And WORTH IT too. You know, it'll allow you to post pics in a nice way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Of course, I didn't land on the skin I was looking for right away. I had to try, and try and try until I ended up with this skin. Well, it looks better though..hahaha. And it allows me to post pics nicely[?] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! Tomorrow's school again. Ugh. I feel sick whenever I talk about school. So, it's back to reality now. Have to forget all the fun we had during the AMAZING RACE [Father-Daughter Bonding Night] so that I'll be able to concentrate on school. You know, I really have to concentrate or else I'll fail. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gosh, our group's website is cute! Want to visit it??? Just click on this===&gt;&lt;a href="edcs.tk"&gt;edcs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks for all those who dropped by already. Want me to name 'em??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;**ate lara**&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iya9black9.blogspot.com"&gt;**iya**&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110768558681461436?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110768558681461436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110768558681461436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110768558681461436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110768558681461436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-i-learned-something-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110767532796944434</id><published>2005-02-06T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:35:27.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey,, here are the piKcHoOrS I promised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;isn't it that i brought my cam to school..here are the pics then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/aienmaecame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, that's Ate Aien, Ate Maeca, and Me..we're sisters[by heart..hahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/atemaecanme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;That's Ate Maeca [my twin] and Me. Smile=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/jmdcm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow! Dameh...[L-R] Joy, Mariel, Me, Clara, and Ate Maeca.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/withatechessy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm..With Ate Chessy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Now during the Father-Daughter Bonding Night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/metent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Yup, that's me in our tent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/giannme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, here's the one I said, which we took in the Bathroom, that's Gian and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/staceygianme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Another one, with Stacey na rin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/bonfire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;During the bonfire..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/certificate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, here's the certificate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110767532796944434?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110767532796944434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110767532796944434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110767532796944434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110767532796944434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-here-are-pikchoors-i-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110760868873001176</id><published>2005-02-05T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T05:04:48.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haaay. Whatta skin. There's something wrong with this skin. Whenever I try posting pics, super laki niya. And it even covers my profile, tagboard, chatango, etc. Whatever. I'll just find time to fix it! Ugh. I feel so sick kasi eh. And sleepy. So, so, so sleepy. I took a nap a while ago but I still feel sleepy. **Yawn** The nap wasn't worth it! Awww! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow, 2 posts for one day. Aiii. Hehehe. I guess this is what happens when I get bored. Promise, there's nothing much to do here at home. As in &lt;strong&gt;wala&lt;/strong&gt;. But sometimes, I still like to stay at home rather than going out. It usually depends on my mood. My mood which totally changes every now and then. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whoa, I feel so sleepy that's why I've got to end this. **Yawn**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. I'll try to fix my blog whenever I'm not busy and when I'm in the mood to do so. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110760868873001176?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110760868873001176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110760868873001176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110760868873001176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110760868873001176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/haaay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110758598963605561</id><published>2005-02-05T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T02:39:29.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow! I was able to survive the Father-Daughter Bonding Night. Well yeah, it was fun specially the &lt;strong&gt;amazing race&lt;/strong&gt; considering that we were the champions. Woo-hoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday while we were pitching our tent, Sr. Carla took pictures of us [family]. Gosh, that was too much for smiling! Swear! We had talks last night. And that bore us a lot, but the second speaker was better. Better than the first one that is. Well, we also had the &lt;em&gt;how well do you know your father/daughter&lt;/em&gt; game. Heck, I got low. Oh, that's suppose to be "we." Hahaha. My dad and I only got 50% of the total. It was over 12 so that means we only got 6. Yep, just 6. It proves that my dad and I aren't really close to each other. I don't know much about him, and vice-versa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We were able to sleep at 1:45am or whatever. I don't remember the exact time when I went to bed, basta it was almost 2am then. But, even though it was &lt;em&gt;lights out&lt;/em&gt; already, we [Stacey, Gian, Chessy, etc.] went around the school. But not as in totally A-R-O-U-N-D. Just roamed around. We were suppose to be out &lt;strong&gt;ghost hunting &lt;/strong&gt;but too bad, some where scared kasi eh. Yeah, I was scared, scared that we'll be caught roaming around the school campus when we should be asleep. Of course, I don't know what the punishment will be. Shocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We had bonfire din. But it fell. Wahaha! Whatever. And I took some pics of us [Stacey, Gian and me]. Guess where? In the bathroom. Well, there were too many people outside, there's no more privacy. Hehehe. That's why I decided to take pictures in the bathroom. Hehehe. But it was definately fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My dad and I woke up at 5:50am. I was so sleepy then for I wasn't able to sleep well that night, because of the snoring. Yep, too many 'dads' were snoring that's why I can't sleep. Even my own dad snores loud. Hahaha. I tried to wake him up, but he won't. Ugh, he just wont. He drank wine kasi before he slept. Wahaha! &lt;em&gt;Pasaway!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The most memorable thing we did for this event was the &lt;strong&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/strong&gt;. You know, running around, and all that. Whew! I think I was able to burn fats during that game too. Hehehe. Honestly, I think I was burning the fats then. Well, we had to run back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Ugh. But it was fun afterall. So, no problem. Our hardwork, and running was worth it. Why??? Of course we won. The &lt;strong&gt;Pink Captains&lt;/strong&gt; won!! YEY!! PINK. Yup, that's our team. We're composed of Maeca, Chessy, Ramonette, Denise, Maxxine, Lica, Julienne, Gen and of course their 'dads' and me and my dear daddy! hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I didn't finish the FDBN. Kasi I felt like bathing eh. So, I asked my dad if we can go home na since majority were packing their things and going home then. He absolutely said "yes." Kaya un, I didn't hear mass na. Just got the certificate in advance. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To tell the truth, I learned a lot in this event. I was able to get closer with my dad too. Hehehe. So, in short, it wasn't just fun, but it was also helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*P.S. I'll be posting pics soon. Tinatamad kasi ako eh. Hahaha&lt;em&gt;. Lazy danielle&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110758598963605561?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110758598963605561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110758598963605561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110758598963605561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110758598963605561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/wow-i-was-able-to-survive-father.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110750324951019072</id><published>2005-02-04T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T23:47:29.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aww! I'm attending the father-daughter bonding night. Be coming back to school some time later. About an hour and a half. Haven't taken a bath yet because I just came home from school real tired. After that volleyball lesson we had during our P.E. subject, which also happens to be our last subject for this friday. Hahaha. Anyways, I got red spots all over my arms still. Well, atleast it became less na. Hehehe. But there are still marks of red spots because of volleyball. Ugh...I ain't use to playing it kasi eh. I remember the last time I played it was when I was in Grade 4. And after that, I never ever touched a volleyball ball. See, 2 years of not playing. Well, not until now I should say. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gosh, can't believe I'll really be doing this. I mean, I can't believe that I'll be attending that father-daughter bonding night event. Ugh. I will sleep with my dad. Both of us, together in one tent. Aiiii. Hehehe. Honestly, I'm not yet very well prepared. Got to pack some other stuffs pa. And actually, I don't feel like going anymore. Hehehe. But I can't make last minute changes anymore, there's no time. And besides we payed P500.00 for that! What da??? Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lalang. Just decided to make an entry since I need to rest for a little while before I take a bath. Hahaha. Too detailed??? Nevermind. Hahaha. Doesn't matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wow! I'm now using my locker. At last, I used it!!! Kaso nga lang, sayang lang kasi last quarter na, and there are only about 5 weeks [im not sure though, basta malapit na] till the end of the schoolyear. Oh, I'm soon going to end my best-est school life, my grade six life. Awww! But that's life. I've got to move on, and try my best in everything I do, and every decision I make. But still, I don't really want to end my grade six life. I love it so much. Besides, I'm also going to miss my friends. Why??? Well, my mom still wouldn't allow me hanging out with them sa mall, khet Big-R nga lang eh. Whatever. She's so overprotecting me. I just hope one day she'll realize that I'm not a baby anymore. A baby which she should take care of day by day. I'm almost a teenager, still my mom wouldn't allow me. What da??=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think that sums up what I would like to say. For now, I've got to fix my things and take a bath. And pack whatever I need. Oh yeah, I'm bringing lotsa food! Yum...the TOS family is with me[cheetos, doritos, tostitos, piatos, etc. hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110750324951019072?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110750324951019072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110750324951019072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110750324951019072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110750324951019072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/aww-im-attending-father-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110742645095761212</id><published>2005-02-03T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T02:27:30.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, Having a &lt;em&gt;barkada website&lt;/em&gt; sounds cool for me. You know, put all the stuffs there. Hehehe. Well, I don't care if you guys don't like it or whatever, I'm just sharing this with you. That's it. Anyways, I'll be giving you the address as soon as we finish editing the skin. There's a teeny-weeny bit of a problem. But I think we would be able to solve it naman. So nothing to worry about! Hehehe. Maybe next week or so. Hahaha. Basta, just keep on visiting my blog, and one day, &lt;em&gt;**drum roll**&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Viola!&lt;/strong&gt; it'll just pop up. Hehehe. as if...whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Brought my camera to school today but I guess I can't post it yet. Kasi naman eh, my skin has a small space to write eh. That's why I'm looking for a new skin, the one that has so much space in it. Hehehe. Actually, I only took a few photos, I didn't want to expose my camera, or whatever. Hahaha. I'll surprise you guys nalang one day. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm suppose to do my talambuhay na in Filipino. But don't worry I will do it. Well, if I can think of a nice way to start it. Hehehe. Of course, I wouldn't want those RCS signed by my parents. Hehehe. Never!!! I just hope I can end this schoolyear without receiving one. Hahaha. Cross-your-fingers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow will be our &lt;strong&gt;father-daughter bonding night&lt;/strong&gt;. What da??? Aiii. I can't believe my dad and I will be bonding for a night. Wow! This is, I think, my first time. Well, my dad and I aren't close. I don't feel comfortable talking with him and sharing my problems. But, he does help me in doing my math homeworks. I mean, he gives me short-cuts and all that. So, that's one thing I like about him. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't feel that much excited about tomorrow's event. Maybe some are looking forward for it, but I ain't. I mean, I feel nothing. I can't even believe that it's happening tomorrow!!! Ahhhh! Whatever. Hehehe. Bonding with my dad? Really, I'm going to bond with my dad??? uh...&lt;em&gt;i so can't believe it!&lt;/em&gt; I ain't looking forward for this or whatever. It's just that, it's my first time to bond with my dad alone. Hehehe. Just the both of us. And because of that I feel nervous. Yep! Real nervous. Okei, breathe in, breathe out! Uh, whatever! Hehehe. Anyways, I'll be bringing the camera again tomorrow. Peekchoors again. And I &lt;em&gt;promise&lt;/em&gt; I will show you the pics when I get a new skin. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That's it for now. I'll just keep you posted!!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110742645095761212?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110742645095761212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110742645095761212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110742645095761212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110742645095761212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-having-barkada-website-sounds-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110733840444171701</id><published>2005-02-02T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T02:00:04.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I believe I behaved the worst this week. I was like a drug addict who successfully escaped the rehabilitation center. Uh...whatever! Hehehe. Basta, that's how I behaved. Well, I don't know if I exaggerated it. Just forget it! It doesn't matter if you do or don't understand it. Hehehe. Then why am I sharing this with you guys? Lalang. Yek! Just wasting your time!!! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Naaawa ako sa sis ko. I feel like she's so stressed out with her schedule. She has ballet everyday, except Saturdays. Yep, she has ballet during Sundays. Oh, what a schedule? Isn't Sunday suppose to be a &lt;em&gt;"family day?"&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong with the people??? Uh...Then my sister comes home at 6pm. When she comes home she eats, then she does her homework, study, eat, take a bath, then sleep. Uh..I think if I were in this kind of situation, I wouldn't last a day!!! That schedule's such a hectic one. I'm going to be forced. No, no way! Not in a million years. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well...the only thing that helps me survive the &lt;em&gt;tortures &lt;/em&gt;in school is my friends, specially my barkada. &lt;strong&gt;E.D.C.S.&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;em&gt;oh-so-loving&lt;/em&gt; barkada. They make school fun, and survivable[?] hehehe. Honestly, they do. Sharing stories, jokes, doing kalokohans, etc. They so mean a lot to me. Any time I spend with them, I consider treasurable ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Want to know my barkada???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E.D.C.S.&lt;/strong&gt; Generally formed by our initials. Hehehe. &lt;strong&gt;E=efgee; D=danielle [that's me]; C=camille; S=stacey.&lt;/strong&gt; We all love color pink and shopping. And we talk about lots of stuffs when we meet each other in school. Hahaha. We share jokes, and fun times. The most unforgettable embarrassing moment was when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;..&lt;em&gt;the door of one of the cubicles in the grade six bathroom fell off.&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. Actually, I don't consider that embarrassing, it's more on the funny side. Want to hear it again???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let me just start off from the fun part na. I don't want to go &lt;em&gt;all-detailed&lt;/em&gt; here. Hehehe. Ehem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Efgee and I locked ourselves in one of the cubicles so as to avoid Stacey and Camille [for some reason]. Then Efgee and I were pushing it outward, so the "strong Camille" couldn't open it. But, guess what we were so wrong. Camille pala was pushing the door inward, while we were pushing it outward. So what happened was the door fell. There was no screw locked with it anymore. Yek! Now I'm blaming the door. What da??? Hehehe. But, yeah, it was so fun. We all had a stomach ache with all that laughing. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;See, my barkada spend so much time together whether it was a good one, or a bad one. No matter what problems we encounter, we always stay together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;___Luv_yAh_gUhYs___ &lt;strong&gt;**kiss, kiss, kiss**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110733840444171701?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110733840444171701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110733840444171701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110733840444171701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110733840444171701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-believe-i-behaved-worst-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110725390817401062</id><published>2005-02-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T02:31:48.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today is a really bad one. I feel like hating everybody in school, specially the teachers. I don't want to see 'em, even just one. And I don't know why. I just got that funny feeling today. It stuck with me 'till the end of this day, or school day to be exact. But now, I feel much better. I think I'm alright now. Hahaha. And a while ago, I felt dizzy. As in way dizzy. Haven't felt like that before. Well, yeah, I did na, pero once pa lang. I felt like fainting any minute then. But, of course, I didn't go to the clinic. And I would never want to go there. It's boring kasi eh. All you do is sleep. Nothin else. Hehehe. Unless you and your &lt;em&gt;barkada&lt;/em&gt;  planned it all. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;kinda excited&lt;/em&gt; with our &lt;em&gt;magazine project&lt;/em&gt; in Reading. Well, the mechanics weren't given out yet, our teacher said she'll discuss it early next week. From my point of view, it's going to be a little bit hard because I decided to join my &lt;em&gt;barkada&lt;/em&gt; in doing this particular project. we'll have to brainstorm and give great ideas right away, we'll even have to think of lots of topics to include in there, and it's going to be a little bit of a problem [i think] because we're only  4 in the group. But nevermind that &lt;em&gt;negative thought &lt;/em&gt;of mine. Let's forget about it. What's great about this project is that we can have groupmates from different sections... Aliw noh???  So, we've got ideas na, but we're not yet completely done with discussing what we will put there. We only did 1/15 of it! Hahaha. But that isn't bad. Afterall, we just started it. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gosh, I don't really like my score in Filipino. I felt like crying then. I hate it! aaahhh. As usual, I fail in Filipino. Argh. Guess I need to study a bit more. Hehehe. Overall, my Q.T. results aren't that satisfying as those during the 1st and 2nd quarter. I believe I performed the least this quarter, considering that I don't recite. Hehehe. Too bad! =(&lt;/span&gt;&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/9584367-110725390817401062?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110725390817401062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110725390817401062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110725390817401062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110725390817401062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-is-really-bad-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110716901379748117</id><published>2005-01-31T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T02:56:53.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This day turned out to be a good one and if I were to rate it I would give it an "8 [10-highest, 1-lowest]. Although, this isn't a perfect day for me, considering that the QT results were given out and I did my Oral Test in Filipino already [both the tula and the talumpati]. Well, I had a busy day yesterday and I hope that explains why I wasn't able to post an entry. Hahaha. I know I had a hectic schedule yesterday, but honestly, I had fun..had fun Karting that is. Hehehe. My family and I went to Speedzone to go Karting, although it was just my brother, Carl and I, it turned out fun. My fastest lap was &lt;em&gt;one minute and ten seconds &lt;/em&gt;while my brother's fastest lap is &lt;em&gt;one minute and three seconds&lt;/em&gt;. Just a little bit of practice, and I can soon beat him. Hahaha. In terms of the fastest lap that is. But not racing. Hehehe. My brother seems to be good at racing. And surely, I can't beat him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm actually planning to join a race in Karting, you know, just for fun. Hehehe. Actually, it's my sport nowadays. It's not badminton anymore, oh, too bad! Hehehe. I found out that I have a talent when it comes to Karting. I mean, my first ever chance to try it, I placed second out of 7, and my brother placed 1st. That is in terms of the fastest lap. Well, maybe &lt;em&gt;nagmana ako sa dad ko &lt;/em&gt;because he won races not only in Motocross but also in Karting. So, I guess it runs in the genes. Hehehe. Whatever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let's zap back to reality, ehem, or to the present time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today, our QT3 results were given out. I ain't that much satisfied with it though. Uh...I mean, I made mistakes out of...You know what it is...C-A-R-E-L-E-S-S-N-E-S-S...yeah, that carelessness of mine seems to be a little bit out of control. Awww! I'm getting sick of it!=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I did my OT na in Filipino. And I believe it turned out bad. I was rushing to be able to finish it right away. And I was so nervous then. I stink when it comes to recitation, OT, etc. Aww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, that's it for now then. I'm not really in the mood to post. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Summary?? I should say, I behaved badly today. AWWW!=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110716901379748117?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110716901379748117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110716901379748117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110716901379748117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110716901379748117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-day-turned-out-to-be-good-one-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110698393826118477</id><published>2005-01-29T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T23:32:18.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So okay. I chose to stay at home, rather than going to SM with my mom and my sisters. What a dumb choice! I don't know what's happening to me nowadays. I feel like something is wrong...I mean, I wasn't like this before. Whenever we would go out, I would definately get jumpy and all that. Even if I ain't invited to go with my parents, I would pursuade them to bring me along, even though I know that it's an &lt;em&gt;adult's party&lt;/em&gt;. What a freak?! Hehehe. But now, I've totally changed! I would prefer staying at home rather than going out. Even if it's for badminton. I don't play much anymore. Actually the last time I've played badminton was 2 weeks ago. And that's bad. Why??? I wouldn't be able to burn all the fats I took in. Anyways, I too also do not attend parties anymore, specially those &lt;em&gt;kiddie&lt;/em&gt; parties. Hehehe. Except if it were my cousin's. Uh, Favoritism's...no, no, no. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I can't believe that we're really towards the end of this schoolyear. Aiiii. I have to close my grade 6 life soon, which in fact, has been the best schoolyear so far. And I really would miss my friends so much, the fact that my parents still don't allow me to go out with my friends alone, even with a companion, it definately has to be my mom. 100% or else, i can't go. Whattah life??? I ain't a baby, or what-so-ever!?! Ahhhh. Anyway, this schoolyear's been great. Great in giving projects and homeworks! &lt;em&gt;oh what a pile!!&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha. But yeah, honestly, this has been such a busy schoolyear, lots of homeworks and projects piled up and waiting for it to be done. They [the teachers] say that it's for our preparation for grade 7. So, if grade six life is hard [but fun...hehehe] what more for grade 7???? Ahhhh. I'm so dead! But, this year was my best performance, considering that I was able to be studious, and all that. Aww! sorry, not that studious at all. Maybe, I should say...responsible. Yeah, that's a better term. Hehehe. I've become responsible because of the &lt;em&gt;responsibility and compliance slip. &lt;/em&gt;Ah..What a slip??? Aww!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just several minutes ago, I visited ate maita's blog [camille's cousin; stacey's idol..hehehe]. Shocks! It was so pretty. The pictures and where she compiled them [shutterspeed] was so great! Considering that she, herself took the pictures alone. Aiiiii. Inggit ulit akoh!=( tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. I took Camille's quiz a while ago. Goodness. It was hard for me. Guess what my score is..I know it's unbelievable...I got a 30. Aiii. She's my bestie, well one of, pa naman. Aiii. Hehehe. It means that I don't know her much. Oh..Gosh.. that can't be!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Before this schoolyear ends, I would like to aim for something/s. I mean, a goal which I should accomplish before this schoolyear ends. As in &lt;em&gt;not to be careless &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;pull up all my nasty grades&lt;/em&gt;. Sorry, but regarding the recitation thingy. Oh, that ain't in the list. Hehehe. I'm not into reciting in class. But I should say, I can be talkative at times. Wahaha=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. The tagboard is working...Yey! Write something, a! Tenchu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.p.s. It's my bestie's bday tomorrow!! HAPPY VERTDEI CAMILLE!! **hugs**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110698393826118477?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110698393826118477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110698393826118477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110698393826118477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110698393826118477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110690952620225163</id><published>2005-01-28T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T02:52:06.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay. Today I should be in the Ateneo [highschool] fair. But sadly, I didn't go. In fact, tinatamad ako. Awww! I don't know why. I just feel sleepy and I have a terrible headache. Hmmm...but I ain't sick or whatever. I'm totally fine, well, physically I am...Hehehe=) Haay. Sayang lang pagpapaalam ko sa mom ko. Aiii. Hehehe. Nevermind. But my mom was so in the mood to allow me even if late na ako makauwi. Sayang talaga. Actually, yesterday I was having second thoughts about this matter, whether to go or not to. Hahaha. I thought real hard about it last night, before I slept. Suddenly, it just came to a point where I didn't want to go anymore, well, because of my &lt;em&gt;katamaran&lt;/em&gt;. Hehehe. Yup, that's me! TAMAD!!!=) Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. I miss my old skin. This new skin was actually just a &lt;em&gt;mistake&lt;/em&gt;. It wasn't supposed to be this eh. I was in a hurry last night because we were about to eat na, kaya I click the wrong button. Dapat "clear edits" pero napindot ko "save changes" Arggh. Yan kasi, nagmamadali....=( Nakoh, I'm having a hard time editing this. Nakakahilo!!! Tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today was actually a busy day for me. Just this noon time, we went to HEdCen's Science fair [because that's where my youngest sister, Lexi, studies]. It didn't look like a "science" fair to me for it has those booths, cinemas, food, etc. For me, it wasn't related much to science afterall. Pero, ba't ganun..sa A.A. when we say "science fair" we do mean the literal term, science na science talaga, but sa HEdCen hindi, uh...UNFAIR!!! =( Our school kasi is so concentrated on school stuffs itself. Aiiiii. Too much knowledge to store!! Gawshers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yikes! The father-daughter bonding night, to be held in our school, is so drawing near. Aiiii. Can't believe I'm going to bond with my dad!!! Should I sound excited, happy or what??? I don't know how to react to this situation/event. My dad and I aren't close so I might as well say that I'm nervous for this coming event. Awww! I don't know why. I just feel that..uh, I don't know...=( Anyways, it's to be held next week, Feb. 4-5. Shocks!! I'm going to sleep with my dad....Awww! Shocks! I'm so, so, so, nervous!!!=( aaaaaaaHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Grabe, Lexi was able to hold a snake, not just touch it. She was totally calm, and she even knew how to hold it. I was just in one corner for I was scared of it! Oh, you know me, I fear those stuffs. I can't live seeing them beside me. Well, I admire Lexi for being so BRAVE then **clap, clap, clap** In fact, she even dared to touch the other snakes. Awww! Why is she so brave, and I ain't??? Haay. She really is a very brave little girl, I should admit. She even dreams of becoming a motorcycle rider like my dad. Too bad, mom wouldn't allow! But now, she let go of that dream, and hopes that she can try KARTING soon. Just to replace her ruined goal. Hahaha. Doesn't she sound abitious for such a little girl. Hehehe. But, she's really so smart. Arrggh! She has all the things I want to have as in, brains, braveness, responsibility...argh!!! IT'S SO UNFAIR!!!=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**SIGH**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kanina, we ate merienda at Red Ribbon. We, Lexi, Tania, and I were fighting about where we should eat. Tania and I voted for Red Ribbon, while Lexi, herself, voted for Mcdo. Awww! too bad. Majority Wins. Hahaha. Afterall, Tania and I are into a healthy diet. Hehehe. We're trying to save ourselves from the tempting foods in Mcdo, Jollibee, or what-so-ever that is...Hehehe. We hope to be able to control ourselves....Hehehe. Right Tania?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. My tagboard is so not working. I hate it! Aaahhh. Ba't pa kasi eto ung skin ko eh!!! Argh!!=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110690952620225163?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110690952620225163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110690952620225163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110690952620225163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110690952620225163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110681022599709134</id><published>2005-01-27T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T23:17:05.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YEY!! I'm so happy!! I survived the torture for this week..=) Today was the last day for exams, and I feel so great about it! I mean, I don't have to study anymore. Haaay. We're nearly towards the end of this school year. Aiii. That's one thing I don't like. The bonding of the gr. 6-3 students will be ruined. Aaaahhh. Luv ko pa naman 6-3. No wonder, I also look forward to summer. Beach, shopping, shorts [hehehe], bikini [no,not me,, my mom..hahaha], and ice cream. Yummy! Aww! How crazy can I be without summer??? But it seems like I wouldn't want to let go of my grade six life. For me, this year has been the best-eeesst [hahaha, exagge]. Besides from being able to pull up my grades, I was also able to make lots 'a friends. And I'm sure going to miss 6-3 [2004-2005]. Aiii. There's just loads of fun times we shared with the class. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nakoh..4rth Quarter na pala. Aiii, we're not going to sit on the chairs anymore!! How bad...hehehe. Kalabuan ba ito?? Ate Chessy and Ate Maeca, well, as you see, they both have this sickness. Nyahaha. Just kidding. We're sisters xe eh. Hahaha. Nakakahawa ung sakit nila. Kaya if I were you I would stay away from them. Jowk. Actually, they're both treasurable friends, ehem, sisters pla! Hehehe. Ate ko si chessy, kambal ko si maeca. Hahaha. Kuya ko si B****..aiii.. joke!! Laboh!! Hahaha. Basta, i Luv my sisters, ate chessy and ate maeca **kiss, kiss, kiss**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hmmm. Hirap ng Language, but A.P. was okay. I mean, compared to Language. I thought that Language would be easy, but I was so wrong, it wasn't. It was hard, as in H-A-R-D. Well, for some, it may be easy, but for me it isn't. Sorry...hindi ako brainiac. Hahaha. True! I'm not smart afterall. Hahaha. Chamba-chamba lang ung mga scores ko sa tests. =) Hehehe. A.P. was a little bit in control, I mean, it was average. Hahaha. Grabe, Ms. Cloti was our proctor during the A.P. test, and she was looking at me, with her eyes focused at me, as if I did something wrong to her, or I did something which she didn't like. For her information, I did nothing. As in N-O-T-H-I-N-G!! hahaha. Uhm, let's forget bout that now. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/9584367-110681022599709134?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110681022599709134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110681022599709134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110681022599709134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110681022599709134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/yey-im-so-happy-i-survived-torture-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110671233532084319</id><published>2005-01-26T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:05:35.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haay. Unfair!! My youngest sister, Lexi, is with my parents in Baguio. She's didn't attend school just because of this. Uh..Sana ako rin!! How I wish...:c &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, the Reading test yesterday was hard. Actually it turned out harder than the Science test. Science was pretty much easy, except the drawing part there. Hmm..I thought that Science would be harder, you know, with those explainations, essays, etc. But overall, it wasn't actually that way. The essay was just easy. As in, differentiate "opaque, translucent, and transparent" and the other one is "why is it important to conserve energy, and how?" See, that one's easy, but reading isn't. Luckily, I didn't go pouting again. Hahaha. And I was in control of myself. At last! Whew! Ms. Joy noticed that. Because I usually go whining, and I get nervous, shake and all that. But yesterday, I didn't. And that was so great! Yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today, we took our Filipino and Math test. Putek! Filipino was so hard! Super hard. Arrghh! I'll fail!! :c But math?? It was tricky. aiii. I have mistakes already, I know that, and it's all because of CARELESSNESS!! Haay. Why do I always have to be careless. Hmmm...:c It's actually one thing I hate about myself! :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow?? Ahhh. AP!! and Language. Darn, AP!! Not that...Puhleese! :c tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't have any plans to study. Well, I ain't in the mood to do so. Hahaha. Aii nakoh, that's just how TAMAD I am. Yikes! Hahaha. Danielle [me] is made up of "and empty brain, and TAMAD[ness]" hahaha. Those are my special ingredients. I don't actually have a schedule for myself, I just go and study whenever I want to. And no one should/could force me. Or else---- Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nakoh, I want to QUIT kumon nah. I don't like it. It's so, uh, kakainis!!! :c My teachers have high expectations for me. As in to be in "I" [math] by the end of this schoolyear, or start of my grade 7 life. Which in fact, I know I couldn't do. I'm so preoccupied by school stuffs. Is that a fact? Hahaha. Anyways, that's it for now. Buhy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110671233532084319?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110671233532084319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110671233532084319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110671233532084319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110671233532084319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/haay_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110654572809792814</id><published>2005-01-24T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T21:48:48.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. Lalang. Trip lang magpost ng maaga. Hehehe. I came home from school kanina eh. We have exams this week kasi eh. Well, the CLE test was a lil bit hard but I guess twas just average [if I were to rate]. Tomorrow we'll have our Reading and Science test. Then we'll be going home at 10:40am. Yey! Hahaha. Laboh?? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Im just so bored. Nothin else to say. Vavoosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110654572809792814?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110654572809792814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110654572809792814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110654572809792814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110654572809792814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/haaay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110639832247038792</id><published>2005-01-22T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T04:52:02.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yey! We went to Galleria today. Hahaha. We attended this bday party, but yeah, it was fun though. Sa Dreamscape kasi eh. It's better naman noh. I mean, we had free &lt;em&gt;ride all you can&lt;/em&gt; tickets. So, un, sinulit namin. We rode the Rollercoaster lots 'a times. Hahaha. Then rode the ride with water there. And, Pucha!!! I got wet. Super wet! Not only that, I also got wet by dirty water. Ewww! Yuckie! I felt like crying then coz it was so yuckie talaga. The water was color brown! Uh, makes me feel sick! I want to puke!! Aaaahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, i just came home about 20 mins. ago. Hahaha. Too detailed??? =) That's me. Hehehe. Well, it's almost the QT week, and guess what? I haven't even started studying even for a single subject. As in none! Haay. Kakatamad mag-aral. Super! Ay nakoh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Uy, astig, daming nagcelebrate/magcecelebrate ng bday nila this month. Aliw! By the way, Camille, one of my best friends, is going to be celebrating her birthday on the 29th. Ey, Advance Happy Birthday! Mwah! hahaha. **hugs**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Arggh. Im mad at someone. Real mad. Todo na toh! Aaah!! No joke! =( Let's see, she'll be sorry soon! [bleh!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110639832247038792?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110639832247038792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110639832247038792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110639832247038792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110639832247038792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/yey-we-went-to-galleria-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110631804312464540</id><published>2005-01-21T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T06:34:03.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, I've had a lil bit of a busy day at school. Luckily, there's no RCS given out during HELE. Yey! Iba na ung deadline, it's going to be due pa sa 18th of Feb. Wow! Tagal. Hahaha. I think I'll be finish by then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I'm happy for I was able to burn the fat I took in today. Hehehe. I played badminton with some of my dad's friends. Coolness. Hahaha. Lalang. Share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Uhm, I guess I've got nothin much to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110631804312464540?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110631804312464540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110631804312464540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110631804312464540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110631804312464540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-ive-had-lil-bit-of-busy-day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110621439293647137</id><published>2005-01-20T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T01:46:32.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Awww! How I miss yesterday. Sana I can just rewind my life..:c Yesterday, during club time to be exact, was so fun. The Yilluw, Reed, Sore Eyes, Dilawin, Pulawin, Redena, etc. Haha. Maybe some of you can't relate with that. Hehehe. Nevermind. It was just so fun playing with names. =) Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Heck, we had a CEM test today. Now its all about math. Hahaha. This one's the best. Woo-hoo. But, of course, it was still a teeny-weeny bit hard. There were integers, which we haven't discussed. So i went on with my "guessing mode" hahaha. Malay mo, I even had the right answers. Hahaha. As if...[feeling]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yikes. Ano ba..HELE again. Wow! My hatest subject. What the.. Argh. Tomorrow's the deadline for our cross-stitch project. And guess what, I haven't even finished half of it. Awww! Too bad. RCS na toh! Aaaahhhh. I don't want to do it. And I don't know why. I just don't feel that good today. I'm going CRAZY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Grabe, I had a bad day today. So as tomorrow. Great, I'm now predicting the future. How Crazy can I be. But yeah, I know tomorrow will be the worst. Aww! Hahaha. Oh, wrong. I shouldn't laugh. This is some kind of a serious matter. Basta. First, I don't thoroughly understand our lesson in Language, specially Infinitives. They're so confusing. Second is the quiz in Reading, which is so, uh, hard. Aiiii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. I don't want an RCS puhleEse!!!! HELP ME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110621439293647137?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110621439293647137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110621439293647137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110621439293647137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110621439293647137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/awww-how-i-miss-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110604329887020152</id><published>2005-01-18T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:14:58.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Posting early..yup thats me!! Hahaha. I don't think I'll be able to use the computer later tonight. I still have to study for Math, Science and A.P. Grabeh, I can't take this anymore. It's too much torture! AaaaHHhhh. Grade six life is hard, what more for my grade 7??? Uh, I don't want to think about it anymore, it's just going to make me feel worse. Haaay. How I wish this schoolyear is going to end soon. I need to rest. No school. As in, no homeworks lined up, and projects too. That would really sound like a vacation. A perfect vacation I should say. And exciting too. I mean, I wouldn't think about school stuffs every now and then. Nothin to worry about! Cool isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, my sister, Tania, is going to quit Kumon. How lucky can she be? Why can't I quit too??? Favoritisms?? I don't think so. Probably because my dad just wants my sister to focus on school more. I mean, she doesn't fail...until now. And so we were shocked to see her grades. We even thought she got the wrong scores/records because she's way smarter than me. I often call her a "brainiac" then [specially in Science]. Wait..that isn't fail as in 77 and below. It's just that her scores are more on 80-89. And I don't think that's my normal sis...Wish she'll be back to her real self soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, we took this &lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt; CEM test. Hahaha. Swear..it was making me sleepy, specially the one in Reading. Rarr! That was bad! Language or English I should say, was just right. Average, in other words. If you compare it to the Reading CEM test, the English one was better. And easier too. Hahaha. Well, maybe it's because I enjoy Language than Reading. And yeah, that's a FACT!! Hahaha. The CEM really made me bored, and sleepy. Yikes!!! It even squeezed my brain. Honestly, I didn't really like it. Testing your stored knowledge. Awww, I stink at that. Hahaha. But yeah, that's true. I usually don't remember the previous topics we had. That's my weakness then. Awww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Generally, I enjoyed attending school today because there weren't much subjects. Hahaha. And that was the good thing about this day. But too bad, the CEM took the place. Ngeks. But, yeah, it was better than having classes, or not? Uh, I don't know, they're just the same. I mean, they both use brains. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today in CLE we talked about &lt;em&gt;sex&lt;/em&gt;. And that was bad. I wanted to puke because of what we talked about. Sir shared stuffs he knew related to it, and its yuckie. Swear! I don't ever want to talk about it anymore. Haay. I hope I'll forget about it soon. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/9584367-110604329887020152?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110604329887020152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110604329887020152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110604329887020152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110604329887020152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/posting-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110595963124745312</id><published>2005-01-17T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T03:00:31.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yikes!! I think I'm going to fail my Filipino test. I know what you'll think, I'm &lt;em&gt;miss negative thinker&lt;/em&gt; but that's just how I feel. I mean, I was rushing that test. I was so in a hurry that I wasn't able to check my answers. And that was bad. Argh. I know I'm going to fail this test. Hmph..:c I feel so depressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, today was fine, got some laugh trips with joy, mariel, mej, ida, etc. uh, it was great spendin time with their barkada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I aced my quiz in Language, and that's super great! Woo-hoo! I hope I'll be exempted, but I don't think I will coz I ain't reciting in class. Hahaha. I don't recite, specially in Reading. Hahaha. Pero math, okay lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My sister has her tutor today. Yan xe di nag-aaral. Hahaha. Kidding. I don't know what happened to her. She's really smart, then suddenly failed some of her tests. Too Bad. Yikes. Sbi ni dad she'll stop her ballet and Kumon so that she'll be able to concentrate on school. What if mangyari sa akin un?? Cguro gnto sa2bhin ni Dad: "TIGILAN MO NA YANG PAG-KUMON MO AND BADMINTON, AND CONCENTRATE ON SCHOOL FIRST" hahaha. I think he will say that. Yeah, I think he will, if ever I fail one of my tests. Hahaha. But if I do, I don't have intentions to tell him. =) Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. Yan nlng muna for today. I ain't in the mood to post. Baboosh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110595963124745312?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110595963124745312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110595963124745312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110595963124745312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110595963124745312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/yikes-i-think-im-going-to-fail-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110577289943333563</id><published>2005-01-15T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:08:19.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;PeEkcHoOooReSs!!! yEy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;These pics were taken during Lexi's Bday Party in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/justsmyl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cute!! kakagigil..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/blow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;o cge, blow lang...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/lexn3odrpips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;awww! How sweet can this be?? Hehehe..inggit akoh!?!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/teesinfront.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sMiLe!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/takaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o cge, kainan nah!!=) yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110577289943333563?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110577289943333563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110577289943333563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110577289943333563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110577289943333563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/peekchooooress-yey-these-pics-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110576005055519485</id><published>2005-01-15T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T19:34:10.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Putakte...naaaliw talaga ako sa blog ko. And I'm proud of myself, I almost did all of it. I mean, I edited most of the stuffs. Stig..and now, I can post pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Woo-hoo. This sounds so great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haay. I was in the mood to post this time. Hahaha. I know its still early, pero I thought of posting na now, xe I wasn't able to post yesterday. Hahaha. Tinamad! =) I'll probably be posting pics later tonight, or tomorrow. I'm not so sure nga lang kasi tinatamad tlaga akoh. PruHmeEse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shocks! Only a week to go and soon we'll be suffering from all the QUARTERLY TESTS. aiii! Too bad. Thought I'll be able to go shopping and all that. Mali pala. Hay nakoh. And this week UT2 week. Sa monday, Filipino and sa Wednesday, Math. Arrrgghhh. When can I stop, coz I feel like someone's torturing me already. Hahaha. But yeah, honestly, I do feel that way, well, most of the time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Grabe, yesterday malapit na akong makasali sa Quiz Bee,, which is i totally did not intend to join to. Buti nalang, I intentionally made 2 mistakes, kasi elimination round na. And if I get it, I'll be representing grades 5,6, and 7. Hello, that's one heck of a brainiac's job. And I'm sure I'm not one of those. That was pretty much close. So, buti na nga lang, sinadya kong magka-2 mistakes, or else. Whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I guess that'll be all I wanted to share. Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;p.s. Happy Birthday, Gab!! Pakabait ka ha!!=) hehehe. Wow! daming mga cousins ko ang nagcecelebrate ng bday in the month of Jan. Hahaha. Lalang!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110576005055519485?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110576005055519485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110576005055519485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110576005055519485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110576005055519485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/putakte.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110561051778285253</id><published>2005-01-13T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T02:01:57.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haay. Twas just yesterday when my youngest sister, Lexi, turned 5..Yipee!! Hahaha. Well, she's now an ate, as she insists. Kasi daw gusto nea tawag sa kanya ate pag-5 na siya..kea un! Hahaha. Laboh ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ala pa kasi mom ko that's why I can't post pics yet. I mean, the memory card of our digi cam is with her. Hellur?? How can I transfer the pics to the computer kea without the memo card. Argh!!! Uhm. Yesterday was a busy day preparing for my sister's bday celebration, just here at home. Hahaha. She had this "Kim Possible" theme. Wait...what's so nice bout Kim Possible, seems like children as old as Lexi like that show. Aiiii! Inggit akoh...=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh, by the way, its Luccas' 1st bday today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday to you,,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to you,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy birthday,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy birthday,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Happy bday Luccas, and to my sister, Lexi, belated Happy bday. Ay Labs u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cute neo tlaga!! Aiiii...**kiss, kiss, kiss**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110561051778285253?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110561051778285253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110561051778285253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110561051778285253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110561051778285253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/haay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110543980587433893</id><published>2005-01-11T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T02:36:45.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yay. New Year, New Life!! Guess what?? We had our recollection today. Yipee! I'm a good girl na. Here are the things i would like to focus on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I promise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**to stop saying bad words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**to be cheerful [i'll try]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;**to work harder this year, so as to be able to fulfill my future dreams/goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;***In short i will be a &lt;em&gt;good girl&lt;/em&gt; i will try ah..hehehe=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Grabe, yesterday was a bad day, or was it the worst for this school year. Yikes! I got all those low scores, specially in Reading. Heck, I wouldn't want to talk about it anymore!=( But I'm so happy for I got perfect in Language, and 14/15 in A.P. Yey!! Woo-hoo. Yet, I'm not so happy then, I have lots of grades to pull up! :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sorry, got no pics to post today. Hahaha. Sayang! I wasn't able to bring my camera today in school. Haaay! As if...=) Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Aiii, thanks for all those who gave me a palanca!! **YAKAPSZ** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haay nakoh,, the SEC [speak english campaign] is back! Yikes. Another thing I fear. Wait...What's the use pala??? Ngeks. Bahala na. Well, they give you a consequence though. I mean, if a teacher hears you speaking in Filipino often. Patay! You're one of the people who'll be sharing an experience during the morning talk. You'll be explaining the Gospel. Aiii!!=) What do you think, makakasama b ako sa list na yun..Hope not..[FINGERS CROSSED]&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/9584367-110543980587433893?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110543980587433893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110543980587433893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110543980587433893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110543980587433893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110526518690575926</id><published>2005-01-09T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T02:06:26.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hay. Shopping with my mom today was really so tiring. Although twas a lil bit fun, you know, just grabbing what you like then you're not the one paying it. Hahaha. We went to Shang, and had some fun bonding with the family [no daddy this time]. Heck yeah, I was able to grab some things from Mango. Shit, they're so nice. It was on sale then. And so I just grabbed all that I liked then lined up for it to be payed. No not me, but my mom payed for the stuffs i took. Yey! Got lots of new clothes and belts too. Hahaha. Luckily she didn't complain to the many things i got this day. All i really did was "shopping." She probably woke up with good mood. Hahaha. I mean, she didn't even wonder why and where I'll be using the stuffs I bought. Instead, she would tell me "go get what you like" and so I did. Of course, I didn't want to miss the opportunity. Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, yesterday was kinda boring, and a lil bit fun. Yeks, laboh?! Hahaha. I was really hot tempered last night because of someone. She's such a jerk and a terrible FLIRT. You know who you are!! And I hate you. Don't let me catch you doing that again or else you'll be suffering a lot. I SO HATE YOU!! Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Too bad my future sister-in-law, ate Ysabel, wasn't able to come to the reunion last night. We had some fun though. But I guess, it would be better if she just came and had fun with us. So, I played BINGO yesterday. And guess what? I was lucky enough to win 3 games. Woo-hoo. Didn't even know that I was good at it. But yeah, I guess I'm just lucky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here are some of the photos from yesterday's "dela cruz" reunion party which I would like to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/anikanme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anika and I...we were so getting bored there. That's why we just took pics of ourselves. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/sosweet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's my youngest sister Lexi and Andro, my cousin. Aren't they so sweet??? And they're cute too. Hellur, it runs in the blood. Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/gtal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here are my sisters with two our cousins, Gab and Andro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/tragedystruck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shit happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110526518690575926?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110526518690575926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110526518690575926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110526518690575926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110526518690575926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/hay.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110517666132749574</id><published>2005-01-08T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T01:31:01.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey guys..i got so bored, that's why i decided to post pics..Hahaha=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, I know it's a lil bit late, yet I still want to share it with you coz it so..means a lot for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's carla, and me,, hay. cute namin noh?! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/carlaandme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here's my other cousin tara,, don't we look good??? hahaha. we should!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/taranme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Those are the leongson...hehehe. And the other one is my future sister-in-law..hahaha=) ryt ate abeh?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/girlpower1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How sweet,, my grandma with some of her apos...Hahaha=) Sorry, I ain't there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/widluccasandandro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, here's my oh-so-loving family!! **kiss, kiss, kiss**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/myfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is how our living room looked like when we celebrated Christmas and New Year...special thanks to my yaya, who would fix it often, because whenever I sit there, I tend to destroy its beauty...Wahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/livingroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110517666132749574?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110517666132749574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110517666132749574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110517666132749574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110517666132749574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110516240457581442</id><published>2005-01-08T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T21:33:24.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ngeks. I was wrong about yesterday. I did something new. Something that I tried doing for the very first time. guess what it is...I WENT KARTING...whoa! It was scary at first, because I don't know how to drive. Luckily it was automatic, there's no need to change gears. Just the gas and brakes. Since it was my first time then, it was good enough to be at 2nd place. Right after my brother [who drives so fast, and is used to it]. We were 7 in all. my brother, anika, kuya jio, kuya jako, ate jocass, tita eileen, and me. And yeah, to admit, twas fun, yet scary. I didn't go over the boundaries, and that was good. Hahaha. Too bad, I wasn't able to bring a camera. Sayang talaga! Haay, but overall, the important thing is we all had fun, and no one got hurt. Well, I hope we could all go and do it again, this time I'm aiming for 1st place. Wahaha. Hey, I ain't a wreckless driver afterall, I was good enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yey! I am able to post pics nah...woo-hoo! This sounds fun. Well, as in, way fun. Anyways, I did edit my blog appearance. Haha. So, it's kinda new, in other words. I just got bored that's why I edited my blog. If it weren't for that case, my blog would be same old same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wait..I guess my uncle took pictures. I'll probably be asking him. Hahaha. Seriously, we looked like "professional go-kart drivers" when we wore the suit. How I wish I would be able to post it here, soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/9584367-110516240457581442?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110516240457581442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110516240457581442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110516240457581442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110516240457581442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/ngeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110516156447988567</id><published>2005-01-08T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T21:19:24.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v224/theangelicdevil08/tannlexwendy0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats lexi and tania,, in disneyland..just one of the pics i love!!=) haha..im not there...guess Im too old for that! [wenx]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110516156447988567?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110516156447988567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110516156447988567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110516156447988567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110516156447988567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/thats-lexi-and-tania-in-disneyland.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110509303215961940</id><published>2005-01-07T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T02:17:12.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yey! We have recognition day in Kumon, and that's to be held at HedCen [my dream school..haha..kidding] on the 10th of January 2005. But too bad, I ain't attending. I have school, but my mom told me i could go "daw" but I'll be attending school at 10am na. So, of course, I wouldn't want to be late. Doi! As if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm NOT going to sacrifice, even a teeny-weeny bit of time, for KUMON. And hello, I'm getting pissed off with it! Like who doesn't?!? Hahaha. I tend to lose my temper and turn into a steaming pot whenever I am forced to do my KUMON!! Wahaha. In short, I HATE IT! [sorry for those "kumon luvahs" I'm just expressing myself! and that's the truth]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I was in the mood to make an entry. I don't post everyday, that's how I like it. Well, sometimes there isn't much to say; or sometimes I'm just "TAMAD" to create a post. Hahaha. Although, I know, I made this too early, and I ain't expecting any good thing to happen any time later. I mean, I have to go on with my usual schedule. Nothing new! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haaay. Attending school today, it was bad. I'm mad at people. Too many to list. But there's really one person who I hate so much. So, so, so much!! I want to get an eraser and use it to take her out of this world!! aaahhhh! Super kainis. I guess you guys know bout this. Especially my barkada, ate maeca and ate aien! Ask them if you don't know...Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whoa! Even though today was "i-dont-like-day" because of "you-know-what" I had some fun with my friends. Yey! We got some coins and threw it the farthest that we can. Although, we had to avoid the teachers, if they see us, we're doomed. And we also wrote on the floor [hallway of the activity room] using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"ice-milo" and "shake" wahaha. I can't believe it, I was kinda serious with it. In fact, I find it successful. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If it weren't for my friends, all of my friends [specially those in a.a.], I wouldn't be surviving school. I mean, my school life depends on them. If they aren't there, I would die! Hahaha. So, you guys know who you are, thanks anyway! **Mwah**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110509303215961940?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110509303215961940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110509303215961940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110509303215961940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110509303215961940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/yey-we-have-recognition-day-in-kumon.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110492019349995344</id><published>2005-01-05T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T02:16:33.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, it's been several days ago since I've last written an entry here. Of course, my reason would be, school, school and more school. Got projects, too many of it, lined up, same with the homeworks. Hay. I can't take my grade 6 life anymore, it's too much torture for me. As in way beyond the bounderies and fences. My brain is not even functioning that much anymore. I mean, I go crazy when it comes to my school life nowadays. I just have too much stress, and I'm like, killing myself already. Check out my busy schedule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I've got guitar lessons every Monday and Saturday, my teacher would give me notes to play and memorize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I attend KUMON, which is becoming, somewhat, a presure for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after all these things, I study, of course I should. And, in addition, I also do my homeworks. Doi! I wouldn't want to get one of those RCS, that's just my worst nightmare!! aaaaaahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know if I'll be able to finish my grade 6 life. I have a lil bit of complication when it comes to school. I don't have a schedule which I follow, so when I reach home, I go crazy and do whatever I want. Well, yeah, I get scared, and I can picture myself already attending summer classes. Hay. I know that it can be stupid, but that's just how I feel. :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I'm not that much hooked with the internet. And that sounds great for me. I'm more focused on school, and a lil bit studious na rin. I don't study actually, but nowadays, I do. I read LP's, my notes, textbooks, etc. but sometimes I don't understand it...uh,, too bad.:c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I just wish that my grade 6 life will be over soon!!! Yey!! That'll be great!! woo-hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110492019349995344?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110492019349995344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110492019349995344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110492019349995344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110492019349995344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-its-been-several-days-ago-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110458479155434165</id><published>2005-01-01T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T05:06:31.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Woah..It's 2005!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I didn't feel Christmas that much, so is this New Year. But, of course, it was fun because my cousins were here to celebrate it with me. It wouldn't be complete without them. Luv Yah guys. You know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;These "special" cousins of mine, I only see rarely. I was lucky to spend this Christmas vacation with them. We shared loads of stories, jokes, "kalokohans," etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I haven't written here for quite some time because my cousins were here at home. They stayed here for 3 nights. It was so cool having them around. We would all sleep at 12:00am or even past 12am. We would tease tara, laugh at the corniest jokes shared, or even chit-chat when we were suppose to be asleep. Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My sister and my cousin would sneak out every night, just to get a mid-night snack. Then they would eat it when there lil tummy's start to grumble. Hahaha. Luckily, they weren't caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wouldn't be this happy and satisfied if it weren't for my cousins. I owe em a lot! LUv yah GuyS&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/9584367-110458479155434165?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110458479155434165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110458479155434165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110458479155434165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110458479155434165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2005/01/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110423958564685795</id><published>2004-12-28T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T05:13:05.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't feel good today, in fact, I feel so, so, so, so, sick! haay. tomorrow we'll be going to my lola's place and we'll be dropping by Andre there..yehey! At last, I'm not stuck at home all the time. Although, I'm still thinking twice if I'll be coming with them or not, because they'll be leaving at 9am. Hellur!?! I can't wake up that early, besides, I'm trying to enjoy my break. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a week to go, and we'll be &lt;em&gt;zapped back &lt;/em&gt;to reality. Yeah, school, school, school. I haven't even done any homework. Yikes! I didn't do the one in CLE, AP, etc. Shocks! etoh pah, we [my group and i] haven't decided what our Science project would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU CALL THIS A VACATION???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doi, we have lots of homeworks on line. And hellur?? this is TORTURING me!!! aaaahhh! Well, maybe, vacation [for school] means, not attending for like, several days, BUT, you've got loads of homeworks and projects piled up, for you to do!!! ngekers!?! That's NO USE! Better pa if I attend school, it's just the same. Homeworks are given, projects too, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yehey! Lapit na ang 2005!! coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110423958564685795?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110423958564685795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110423958564685795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110423958564685795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110423958564685795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dont-feel-good-today-in-fact-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110415111143595068</id><published>2004-12-27T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T04:38:31.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, i did lots of stuffs today,, in fact,, i had a really HECTIC sched. yikes!! i woke up early at around 7am, coz at 8am we left for kumon. haay, kumon tlaga!! ngekers. like doi, if we can't take a REAL VACATION from school, what more for kumon right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, my cousin, Andre, was around, he's going to sleep here til tomorrow. Yipee! I've got company! hahaha. But still, I had a BORING day. Of course, I don't play with him much, coz he loves, sleeping, sleeping and sleeping. I wish, I too, will be able to do that! [wink*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched news a while ago, with my mom. And I saw how greatly affected people [Asians] were by the 'tsunami.' To admit, i didn't know anything about that. Not til now. When I watched it, I was like "really,, is that tsunami true?" and of course my mom would respond "Makinig ka na lang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for those who were affected by that nasty tsunami. I wish I could do something to help them. *think, think, think*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay,, 2005 is fast approaching. I learned a lot this 04 though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110415111143595068?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110415111143595068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110415111143595068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110415111143595068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110415111143595068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-i-did-lots-of-stuffs-today-in-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110404307269013124</id><published>2004-12-26T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T22:37:52.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was young, I would look forward to the most special event that only happens once a year. No, it's not my birthday, but Christmas. I always look forward to celebrating Christmas. And do you know the reason? It's because of the many gifts i find under the Christmas tree. I usually count the days before Christmas, and i would hang around the Christmas tree a lot, hoping that my mom would allow me to open all my presents right away. Of course, that didn't happen. I was unsuccessful in trying to force my mom to allow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, because I am so eager to open gifts, I tear the wrapper, just to make a little hole, so i could peep in and see what's inside it. Because my parents would ask me what gifts i like to receive, I expect that one or all of the things listed in my "wishlist" is just under the Christmas Tree. So when Christmas comes, I know my gifts already, and there's not much excitement anymore. But a little bit of excitement still remains because i only open my parents gift for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 24th of December, my relatives [father-side] would have a reunion. We would have noche-buena and giving of gifts. We always do that every year, until now! All of us, would have dinner first, then proceed to gift-giving. Usually, I would eat fast to be able to open my gifts, but i was wrong. I still have to wait for all, to be able to open my gifts. Yes, just like a rule. So when everyone's done eating, we would go near the Christmas tree and distribute the gifts. Right away, I would open them. Luckily, my mom would allow me to open gifts on the 24th already [usually at night time]. Afterwards we would go and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While growing up, I've come to realize that Christmas isn't all about the "gifts" it's about LOVE, spending family time, bonding with relatives, etc. Although, i didn't feel CHRISTMAS 2004, I was lucky enough to be able to spend it with my loved ones. I mean, there's so many broken families around the world, so i consider myself LUCKY!! We had some family bonding, chika-chika with cousins and friends, etc. In fact, I HAD SO MUCH FUN!!&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/9584367-110404307269013124?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110404307269013124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110404307269013124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110404307269013124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110404307269013124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2004/12/true-meaning-of-christmas-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110390083911557265</id><published>2004-12-24T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T07:07:19.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yey,, it's christmas,, ehem, only an hour to go! woo-hoo! =) i opened all of my gifts na,, hehehe,, can't wait eh, im so excited to tear off the wrapper and take a peep at whats inside,, yey!=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;shocks!! my yaya left me nah,, only one remains. hay,, malay ko ba kung babalik pa yun!:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this morning, my sisters and i woke up early, and afterwards, did kumon,, then like a couple of hours after, we played with "nips" hehehe. we used it for a guessing game!! hahaha, it was fun, and afterwards, we ate the nips without using our hands instead we're going to eat it,, by sucking it.. hahaha,, like vacuum cleaners,,, [wenx]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hay,, why don't i feel xmas!!??!! whut's wrong?! almost everyone feels that wei to,, =(&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/9584367-110390083911557265?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110390083911557265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110390083911557265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110390083911557265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110390083911557265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2004/12/yey-its-christmas-ehem-only-hour-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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-9584367.post-110379089398915596</id><published>2004-12-23T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T00:34:53.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO MATTER WHAT,, A SISTER WILL ALWAYS BE A SISTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister and i were such a pest when we were kids. we would run around the house and never stop unless we break or destroy one of my mom's furnitures,, sometimes we would play tag inside the house too,, or even use our parents' DVD's as slippers and so it leaves scratches on the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my sister, tania, and i would always fight. we won't let the day pass without fighting or teasing,, hehehe. sometimes we would pull each others hair, shout at each other even though we're just two inches apart, or even lock one of us in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one incident i would like to share,, coz its so memorable for me,, it reminds me how NAUGHTY i am when i was a kid,, hehehe=) actually the both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tania and i were playing "hide and seek" that time, she was it. so, i searched for a nice hiding place, just somewhere around the house. after quite some time,, i found a nice place for hiding,, guess where?? in the HAMPER. i quietly opened the lid,, luckily,, i found it empty,, so i went in, then put back the lid. it was dark, and hot inside there,, i was squeezed for it was small for me. a lil bit small. several minutes passed,, and tania was still searching for me, just after several minutes,, she sat on top of the lid of the hamper!! she sat on it,, coz she new i was inside it. after a couple of minutes,, the hamper fell down,, and broke,, shocks!! i hit my head, on the hard floor,, and tania ended up sitting on top of my tummy,, and it HURTS!!! well,, i got mad at her then. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, like what i said a while ago,, tania and i would always fight, but we would make up right away!! =) and that's the fun thing about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a good side bout it,, tania was always there for me,, she still is malambing and sweet,, she would give me cards and letters everyday,, nonstop!! whenever i don't have load,, she would give me some,, and sometimes she would give me gifts even if it's not my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister will always be my sister no matter what!! tania will always have a space in my heart,, one that'll never fade away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9584367-110379089398915596?l=theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/feeds/110379089398915596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9584367&amp;postID=110379089398915596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110379089398915596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9584367/posts/default/110379089398915596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangelicdevil08.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-matter-what-sister-will-always-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05784147351499124898</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>
