<?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-11554410</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:24:53.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful Insanity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-8878008725136131203</id><published>2011-07-10T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:42:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinay WAHMs $800 Birthday Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Three WAHMs are celebrating their birthdays this July 25, 26, and 27! They are currently doing a combined blog birthday giveaway so get a chance to win &lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$800 worth of cash and prizes! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cash, GCs, domain and blog hosting are to be given away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.baguiogirl.com/2011/07/pinay-wahms-800-birthday-giveaway/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pinay WAHMs’ $800 Birthday Giveaway!" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50k3L9nFaHo/TgygTgTYthI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WbjzFZ_1wPA/s1600/large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;GENEROUS CONTEST SPONSORS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baguiogirl.com/"&gt;Baguio Girl&lt;/a&gt; · &lt;a href="http://www.rubyricafrente.com/"&gt;Filipina Blogger&lt;/a&gt; · &lt;a href="http://placesandplates.com/"&gt;Places and Plates&lt;/a&gt; · &lt;a href="http://vectordad.com/"&gt;Vector Dad&lt;/a&gt; · &lt;a href="http://www.pinaymommyonline.com/"&gt;Pinay Mommy Blogger&lt;/a&gt; · &lt;a href="http://tsinaytravels.com/"&gt;Tsinay Travels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetraveldiva.info/"&gt;Expressions and Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delightmyappetite.com/"&gt;Delight My Appetite&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeslising.com/"&gt;Me, Myself and Jes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fishytalks.com/"&gt;Fishy Talks&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohgoshgulay.info/"&gt;Oh Gosh Gulay&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommysinfodose.info/"&gt;Mommy's InfoDose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://advocatingbreastfeeding.com/"&gt;Advocating Breastfeeding&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://theoblepiasfamilyblog.info/"&gt;The Oblepias Family Blog&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samutsari-onlinestore.com/"&gt;Samut Sari Etsy Store&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.genejostory.com/"&gt;Her and History&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://beautyandfashiondiva.com/"&gt;Beauty and Fashion Diva&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://myedeleon.com/"&gt;Mye de Leon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-embrace-life.com/"&gt;I Embrace Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fromasiaandbeyond.com/"&gt;From Asia and Beyond&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ethanjared.com/"&gt;Jared's Little Corner&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mytotsexactly.com/"&gt;My Tots Exactly&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dressupmybarbie.com/"&gt;Barbie Dress Up Games&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.writtenbymys.com/"&gt;Written by Mys&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mommypinks.com/"&gt;Hands Full of Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;· &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelifeencounters.com/"&gt;The Life Encounters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(69, 66, 49); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contest runs from July 1, 2011 and ends on July 31, 2011.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winners will be chosen randomly the traditional way (print &amp;amp; cut entries, video while drawing winners)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winners will be announced on August 5, 2011&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MECHANICS &lt;a href="http://www.baguiogirl.com/2011/07/pinay-wahms-800-birthday-giveaway/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Join now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-8878008725136131203?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8878008725136131203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8878008725136131203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8878008725136131203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8878008725136131203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2011/07/pinay-wahms-800-birthday-giveaway.html' title='Pinay WAHMs $800 Birthday Giveaway!'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50k3L9nFaHo/TgygTgTYthI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WbjzFZ_1wPA/s72-c/large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-2431559759849468189</id><published>2011-07-05T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T20:58:04.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journalistic View’s Birthday Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For the whole July, &lt;a href="http://thejournalisticview.com/"&gt;The Journalistic View&lt;/a&gt; will be raffling off weekly prizes to celebrate her birthday! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do you have to join? Mechanics are very friendly I can tell you there are lots of cool prizes. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week 1:&lt;/strong&gt; For the raffle draw on July 10, one winner will receive P500 worth of SM gift cardfrom Karen and P500 worth of Rustan’s gift certificate from Ning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week 2:&lt;/strong&gt; For the raffle draw on July 17, one winner will receive a bag of goodies from Earth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejournalisticview.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/IMG_52951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 10px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; float: none; padding: 0px; border: 0px none initial;" height="289" width="303" src="http://thejournalisticview.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/IMG_5295_thumb1.jpg" alt="IMG_5295" border="0" title="IMG_5295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week 3:&lt;/strong&gt; For the raffle draw on July 24, one winner will receive a solar charger and $10 via Paypal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejournalisticview.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/charger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 10px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; float: none; padding: 0px; border: 0px none initial;" height="246" width="471" src="http://thejournalisticview.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/charger_thumb1.jpg" alt="charger" border="0" title="charger" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="480" width="640" src="http://thejournalisticview.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/DSC060551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A cool watch! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There will be different mechanics every week and spreadsheets for submitting your entries can be seen in the &lt;a href="http://thejournalisticview.com/2011/07/01/author-of-the-journalistic-views-birthday-giveaway/"&gt;contest page&lt;/a&gt; so you can join anytime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To top it all, be the &lt;strong&gt;top commenter&lt;/strong&gt; and win a major  prize! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contest is also open to non-bloggers. This will run until July 31 so there will be plenty of time to join. Winners will be announced August 1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejournalisticview.com/2011/07/01/author-of-the-journalistic-views-birthday-giveaway/"&gt;JOIN NOW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and good luck! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejournalisticview.com/2011/07/01/author-of-the-journalistic-views-birthday-giveaway/"&gt;MORE INFO HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2431559759849468189?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2431559759849468189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2431559759849468189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2431559759849468189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2431559759849468189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2011/07/journalistic-views-birthday-giveaway.html' title='The Journalistic View’s Birthday Giveaway!'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3499169309933271791</id><published>2011-05-20T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:54:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Giveaway by the awesome One Proud Momma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneproudmomma.com/2011/04/join-my-first-blogversary-giveaway/"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll206/eihdra/thumbnails/Fashion/00e75dce.jpg" width="500" height="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.work-and-earn-online.com/"&gt;Make Money Online&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.oneproudmomma.com/"&gt;One Proud Momma&lt;/a&gt; are celebrating their respective 1st blog anniversaries! 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I'm back after months of isolation from the blogging world with final exams last March, a stressful month-long mandatory summer class that is IAC, and tiring (and fun) extra-curriculars. My first real break after all those stuff, &lt;em&gt;thank God for Manila Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Oh yes, I love Manila. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a little treat for all of you out there, nice stuff up for grabs from the one and only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.femalenetwork.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FemaleNetwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.femalenetwork.com/promos/win-a-copy-of-the-newest-summit-book-table-for-two"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Win a copy of the newest Summit book, Table for Two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I've always been a fan of Summit books reading the whole book overnight. Excited? Curious? Check out Summit Media's article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.femalenetwork.com/summit-books/table-for-two/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.femalenetwork.com/promos/win-a-copy-of-the-newest-summit-book-table-for-two"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Win Organic Beauty Products from Human Nature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep yourself pampered and pretty, the natural way! Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for more info regarding these products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7375264722039207640?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7375264722039207640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7375264722039207640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7375264722039207640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7375264722039207640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2010/06/win-copy-of-newest-summit-book-table.html' title='And once again, the world is full of everything awesome :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3605866189297415192</id><published>2010-03-22T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:04:51.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 341px" height="379" src="http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/303/21059299901008770763728.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord God. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 261px" height="250" src="http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/1489/23478380349142418652272.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved groupmates after a thesis-making über-fun overnight at boyfriend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am happy. :) Before going back to nerd-mode because it's finals week, I would like to say I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My thesis group got a 95 (second highest) in defense, and 90-something in partial papers, and thesis paper itself. Over-all, we got the highest score. (M&lt;em&gt;y groupmates say so :P&lt;/em&gt;) YAY! We've also presented our VB system successfully, and of course with Seph making the system there is no way we are going to fail at that. Yes, I have a computer-genius boyfriend. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I know this is a late post, but whatever. I've always dreamt of making it to the topnotchers list in a major exam, and at last I made it to the top! :) I am determined to make my parents more proud, and if ever I can not top the exam again, I could at least gave myself a high grade - hopefully. :) It feels good when people you love are happy because you made them one.  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3605866189297415192?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3605866189297415192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3605866189297415192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3605866189297415192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3605866189297415192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2010/03/i.html' title='I ♥'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6444986186439667141</id><published>2010-02-20T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:04:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2010. ♥</title><content type='html'>Hi loves! I happen to forgot my blogger password hence the long-time hiatus - was only forced to open this account due to expired photobucket icons all over the previous skin. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Notice the sidebar changes?&lt;/span&gt; I made a mistake of immediately pasting the new code without having the old one backed up. :| I lost all the URLs (which I do not memorize) AND even the widget codes for various apps and tagboard. FAIL. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I am now active at &lt;a href="http://panoramica.tumblr.com"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; since I find the reblogging function a lot helpful. (Too lazy to post own content, LOL :P) Made my Tumblr account over a year ago -  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;back when it's not yet uso and too few people only knows about it&lt;/span&gt; - but lost interest due to lack of content to post. Hey, at least now I am &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to post something worth reading/looking at. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of coherence. HAHA. Tomorrow I shall come up with a good explanation. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6444986186439667141?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6444986186439667141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6444986186439667141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6444986186439667141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6444986186439667141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010. ♥'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4297263161648285824</id><published>2009-06-29T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:12:45.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ni Hao 你好</title><content type='html'>Because I'm the world's laziest blogger, then don't expect me to bombard this with new entries every now and then. I still have a lot of catching up to do since I missed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;a week's worth of lessons from being self-quarantined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into learning &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mandarin&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. I can understand some TV series dialogues without the subtitles, and I could finally recognize very few Chinese characters. I'm currently practicing writing those characters too. I really really want to learn, I tell you. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I find updating in Tumblr more convenient, I'll upload some pictures I took from my vacation there. I'll start posting as soon as I have my own USB keyboard. My keyboard's messed up so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;imagine how hard it is for me to type this entry using the On-Screen Keyboard.&lt;/span&gt; Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4297263161648285824?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4297263161648285824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4297263161648285824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4297263161648285824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4297263161648285824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/06/ni-hao.html' title='Ni Hao 你好'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-8291595276182653544</id><published>2009-06-05T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:36:38.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KimBum :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.naver.com/yuoo10?Redirect=Log&amp;amp;logNo=100067547680"&gt;Credits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hirap hanapin ng embed code nito. Or baka lang nagloloko nung hinahanap ko, korean characters kasi yung lumabas na code. Tsk. &lt;strong&gt;KOREAN CHARACTERS = ANO DAW?&lt;/strong&gt; Then 2nd try, roman alphabet na yung codes PERO ayaw tanggapin ng blogger. So in short, sira yung code. And finally, &lt;em&gt;this is it&lt;/em&gt;! Inumaga na ko para ayusin yung code. Nagwowork na! &lt;u&gt;Thank you Papa God!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please wait for awhile kasi matagal talaga magload (in my experience.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want the &lt;em&gt;embed code&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; message me&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://serviceapi.nmv.naver.com/flash/NFPlayer.swf?vid=F8EAC9E2CE8699FE311AEAEEFB71A5BD30BF&amp;outKey=V122901d0df0d233d4d2e64038139b1da06d8b37409077f0fc58c64038139b1da06d8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://serviceapi.nmv.naver.com/flash/NFPlayer.swf?vid=F8EAC9E2CE8699FE311AEAEEFB71A5BD30BF&amp;outKey=V122901d0df0d233d4d2e64038139b1da06d8b37409077f0fc58c64038139b1da06d8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://serviceapi.nmv.naver.com/flash/NFPlayer.swf?vid=7DF9CD9D922B5A49BE71C05C58DC0A737E67&amp;outKey=V127aeb64600b3c80d2aeeaeefb71a5bd30bf98f5cfae41528b64eaeefb71a5bd30bf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://serviceapi.nmv.naver.com/flash/NFPlayer.swf?vid=7DF9CD9D922B5A49BE71C05C58DC0A737E67&amp;outKey=V127aeb64600b3c80d2aeeaeefb71a5bd30bf98f5cfae41528b64eaeefb71a5bd30bf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-8291595276182653544?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8291595276182653544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8291595276182653544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8291595276182653544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8291595276182653544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/06/kimbum.html' title='KimBum :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1688096437245095430</id><published>2009-06-02T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:02:33.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://panoramica.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tumblr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is my 2nd home. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my supposed Photoblog. Sadly, I haven't been uploading pictures lately because: &lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; may virus yung memcard ko, and &lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; I do not own the laptop I'm using. &lt;em&gt;Kung akin lang, e di walang problema. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang pathetic ko naman kung puro reblog ang gagawin ko diba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1688096437245095430?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1688096437245095430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1688096437245095430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1688096437245095430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1688096437245095430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/06/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-641272866869811521</id><published>2009-06-02T08:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:35:23.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks to go :)</title><content type='html'>I managed to replace my template and fix it mainly because the old one keeps on getting&lt;em&gt; duller &lt;/em&gt;and duller by the minute. &lt;em&gt;Riiiiight?&lt;/em&gt; Haha. I promised to have my very own template in lieu of the old one, but given the lack of time and creativity (plus the laziness) I end up using another pre-made one. &lt;em&gt;No hassles&lt;/em&gt;. I've been using this in another URL so &lt;strong&gt;Ctrl+C&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ctrl+X&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Ctrl+V&lt;/strong&gt; lang ang effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, archives are already up. :) I finally decided to place it here mainly for aesthetic purposes. It seems to me that it does make the site look livelier.  But please, WAG NIYONG BABASAHIN HA? &lt;em&gt;Nahihiya ako e&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;I was fourteen&lt;/strong&gt;. Young. And innocent. So forgive me if incase you find most entries nonsense. Haha! There's not even one &lt;a title="I keep this stuff private. Multiply, Livejournal and another Blogger account."&gt;personal issue&lt;/a&gt; published so don't waste your time in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, 2 weeks more and I'm back home. &lt;em&gt;Wheeeeeew! E&lt;/em&gt;xcited na ko.&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. Now's my date with &lt;a href="http://mysoju.com/"&gt;MySoju.com&lt;/a&gt;. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-641272866869811521?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/641272866869811521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=641272866869811521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/641272866869811521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/641272866869811521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-weeks-to-go.html' title='2 weeks to go :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-88422043210662434</id><published>2009-05-31T07:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:10:48.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU. These five words I swear to you. :) Two months down, and a lifetime to go. HAPPY 2ND, LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FS shoutout. ;) I know we don't have all the time in the world to may be even talk by phone, and I may have sometimes failed to make you feel what you are to me. But you need not to worry. Because you know, in your heart, I love you to infinity and beyond. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, babe? I'm currently listening to old songs, the ones that my corny and cheesy self loves the most. (Bee Gees, Bon Jovi and some lovely classics.) And right now,&lt;strong&gt; Chicago &lt;/strong&gt;is serenading me with &lt;strong&gt;You're The Inspiration&lt;/strong&gt;. The mood is just too awesome and the moment would-be perfect.  If only you are here beside me. Nonetheless, I'm surprised myself to realize HOW MUCH madly inlove I am with you, how much head over heels I fell for you. We may have been together for nearly two years before, but what I feel for you is undoubtedly stronger than before, stronger than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imissyou and Iloveyou. And I'll be with you soon. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-88422043210662434?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/88422043210662434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=88422043210662434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/88422043210662434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/88422043210662434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/30.html' title='30 :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-973065253075372606</id><published>2009-05-30T07:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:02:56.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chuck: &lt;/em&gt;You were right. I was a coward running away again, but everywhere I went, you caught up with me. So I had to come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blair:&lt;/em&gt; I want to believe you, but I can't. You hurt me too many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chuck: &lt;/em&gt;You can believe me this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blair:&lt;/em&gt; Oh. That's it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chuck:&lt;/em&gt; I love you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blair: &lt;/em&gt;But can you say it twice? No i'm serious, say it twice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chuck:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I love you, I love you, that's three, four, I love you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me,  who wouldn't want&lt;em&gt; her very own &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chuck Bass&lt;/strong&gt;? ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-973065253075372606?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/973065253075372606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=973065253075372606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/973065253075372606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/973065253075372606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2893462405641820475</id><published>2009-05-27T06:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:45:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/ShxwviVff-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/utcqI9lEQN4/s1600-h/1_468946462l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/ShxwviVff-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/utcqI9lEQN4/s320/1_468946462l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340267220127678434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that &lt;em&gt;I've got issues &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;u&gt;you're pretty messed up too&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Either way, I found out I'm nothing without you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we belong&lt;em&gt; together &lt;/em&gt;now, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever united&lt;/em&gt; here somehow, yeah &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2893462405641820475?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2893462405641820475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2893462405641820475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2893462405641820475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2893462405641820475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss.html' title='i miss'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/ShxwviVff-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/utcqI9lEQN4/s72-c/1_468946462l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-4583286615355521887</id><published>2009-05-22T09:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:58:12.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil little angel &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I miss that someone who calls me his &lt;font size="5"&gt;'evil little girl' &lt;/font&gt; though he knows deep down that I'll always be &lt;em&gt;his one and only angel.&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4583286615355521887?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4583286615355521887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4583286615355521887&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4583286615355521887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4583286615355521887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/evil-little-angel-3.html' title='evil little angel &lt;3'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-1535684838295224105</id><published>2009-05-21T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T04:12:56.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>I took an online IQ test and I got&lt;strong&gt; 157&lt;/strong&gt;. I was like, &lt;em&gt;wtf&lt;/em&gt;? Haha. I know it's fake just because I know my ability and a hundred and fifty seven is way beyond what I can really do. And really, I'd do anything to be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1535684838295224105?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1535684838295224105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1535684838295224105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1535684838295224105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1535684838295224105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1992884566826560801</id><published>2009-05-20T07:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:45:44.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manila :(</title><content type='html'>It's almost an hour past midnight and as usual, I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is somewhere far from dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;It's in my ever-beloved &lt;strong&gt;Manila&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Philippines. Not that I would be staying here for good. I miss it just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were there, then I'd probably be hanging out with my friends right now. Or maybe even planning another &lt;em&gt;gimmick&lt;/em&gt;. And maybe even preparing for a weekend beach trip. (Which my college friends is planning, btw. &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1992884566826560801?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1992884566826560801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1992884566826560801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1992884566826560801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1992884566826560801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/manila.html' title='manila :('/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2016546322646765372</id><published>2009-05-16T07:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:20:33.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>babe</title><content type='html'>Tinatamad akong mag-open ng Ymail. You'll get to read this too, so what's the difference? :P We opened your laptop just now. Inayos na ni Mommy yung kung ano-ano. Pero you have to register it sa Compaq. Just so you know, in case I'll forget to tell you in person. Para naman daw maramdaman mong b-new. :)) Plus may 1.75 free nalang daw yung whatever kasi yung 10gb, e na-consume na nung pre-defined installation yung iba. Gumawa narin pala sya ng back-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Btw, Gail wants to borrow it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Can she?&lt;/em&gt; Text me, okay? Through her phone, or the one I'm using nalang para sure. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, they can't use it. Not without your permission. &lt;br /&gt;Promise. It's safe with me. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk to you soon. ILOVEYOU. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2016546322646765372?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2016546322646765372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2016546322646765372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2016546322646765372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2016546322646765372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe.html' title='babe'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5457322585478380580</id><published>2009-05-14T05:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:21:09.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bms</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Together make it love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever make it your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;이제 내손을 내손을 잡아&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSS mode with &lt;strong&gt;SHINee's Stand By Me&lt;/strong&gt;. No, better make it the &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; BBF OST. I downloaded all of them. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo into Asian dramas nowadays. Haha. I even got my siblings hooked on BBF and now they're almost through watching the series. To think that they're even making fun of me for watching it before. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of enjoying posting pictures lately. I haven't even posted a single photo before without hosting it in other sites. So basically I'm a beginner when it comes to using blogger tools. :P I even love the &lt;strong&gt;blockquote&lt;/strong&gt; too, even if it's hardly visible because of the color schemes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sg3mKVt_aKI/AAAAAAAAACI/7tiozWnly7g/s1600-h/1_494010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sg3mKVt_aKI/AAAAAAAAACI/7tiozWnly7g/s320/1_494010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336174198807029922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching several episodes, I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; recognize all of them. It's so hard to follow the story with 6 guys and 9 girls in it.  I love &lt;strong&gt;Wang Zi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Guigui&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;333 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we're off to Central London tomorrow. At last. Mom's planning to watch a play. Maybe &lt;strong&gt;Lion King&lt;/strong&gt;. And I can't wait to see &lt;u&gt;London by dark&lt;/u&gt;, with all those city lights and stuff. I've never seen it before since it's almost summer so the sun's up til late. Plus the tube's only operating some time before midnight. Meaning &lt;em&gt;no London by night for me&lt;/em&gt;, even after dinner. :((( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;European tour&lt;/strong&gt;, me likey. :D I browsed through some tour packages, and I'll save up for it.  Hello France, Italy, Germany, Spain, and the Swiss Alps. See you by graduation. Haha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS.&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks to http://www.crunchyroll.com/user/emmagrace_07 for the BSM pic. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5457322585478380580?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5457322585478380580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5457322585478380580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5457322585478380580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5457322585478380580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/bms.html' title='bms'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sg3mKVt_aKI/AAAAAAAAACI/7tiozWnly7g/s72-c/1_494010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-7063670791146494827</id><published>2009-05-08T04:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:58:29.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer</title><content type='html'>It's been almost two weeks since I arrived here in the UK, and unlike before wherein I'm always in a rush to go around, I'm practically contented staying inside the house and only going out when necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sgs5P8d6NoI/AAAAAAAAACA/zgmAB4eLTU0/s1600-h/koreanF4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sgs5P8d6NoI/AAAAAAAAACA/zgmAB4eLTU0/s320/koreanF4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335421129642882690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished watching &lt;strong&gt;Boys Over Flowers &lt;/strong&gt;here (which I started back in the Philippines). I'm done watching &lt;strong&gt;Summer X Summer&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Love Contract &lt;/strong&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going &lt;em&gt;gaga&lt;/em&gt; over Mike He, since I started watching Why Why Love for not so long ago. And of course, Kim Bum too. :D Haha. The bad boy and the boy-next-door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm currently watching &lt;strong&gt;Brown Sugar Macchiato&lt;/strong&gt;, and watching the tagalized version of BOF, :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sgs3a0qEMEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YduhXdPl5HE/s1600-h/siggy_BBF06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sgs3a0qEMEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YduhXdPl5HE/s320/siggy_BBF06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335419117501689922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh. I. Just. Can't. Get. Enough. :)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to lose calories by the way. I could not sweat enough in a cool place like London, no matter how far I walk. Tsk. And mind you, I'm taking in loads of chocolates in a day. Say, three to five bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm thinking of having a photoblog at &lt;strong&gt;Tumblr.&lt;/strong&gt; Since I find it easier to update in there. :D I already though of changing this one to a photoblog, but since I feel like ranting at times, I'd rather leave this as it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inlove with &lt;strong&gt;T-Max's &lt;/strong&gt;Paradise. (BOF's opening theme.) I keep on smiling whenever that song is playing. &lt;em&gt;Lalalala.&lt;/em&gt; And isn't BOF already gaining popularity in the Philippines? Can't wait to see the ending, &lt;em&gt;pinoy style&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS.&lt;/strong&gt; I do not own the pics. I got it from a forum while browsing the net. To the owners, thankyouuu. :&gt; So sorry I forgot your username/s. :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7063670791146494827?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7063670791146494827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7063670791146494827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7063670791146494827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7063670791146494827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/05/bummer.html' title='bummer'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/Sgs5P8d6NoI/AAAAAAAAACA/zgmAB4eLTU0/s72-c/koreanF4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-3933463699346213610</id><published>2009-04-30T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:34:20.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take two</title><content type='html'>After two years of knowing each other, more than a month of courtship, twenty months of being together, and nearly ten months of being apart, here we are, taking this second chance and hoping we could make it right this time. And here I am, saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st month again, love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know at times I'd like hate you for leaving me before, but looking back, I'd like to thank you instead, for having the courage to let everything go, since we both know (even if we failed to admit it) that it's much worse to keep on holding on - our relationship has turned more bitter than sweeter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything you told me before. I remember how you asked for space, and days after, totally giving up. I even remember how you told me that there's someone special. And it hurts like hell to tell you "It's okay."  because it's not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurt me so much since I know that for you, there's no turning back. But since I know you very well, I made a bet with your bestfriend that you'll ask me back sooner or later. And she would not believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit, I had a hard time facing the truth. I was used to having you around, to you waiting for me hours to finish cheerleading practice just to be with me after, to you eating dinner with my family, and to you who's always by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sworn you don't care about me anymore. I knew by then I lose the bet. But late January, I found out you keep on viewing my Multiply with this weird user ID. And it went on until summer. Even if there's nothing you'll ever see since everything's private. :P Haha. But that's how I realize you still care, and you will always do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only six months after that I realized I already moved on. It was your bestfriend's birthday and we met up together with your other bestfriend to surprise her. The first time I saw you close enough and the first time I talked to you personally, after the break-up. You keep on teasing me. No more regrets and I was happy to see you happy. That's the closure I have long been asking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month after, I met someone I've known before. We instantly clicked. This time we got the chance to know each other better. And I'm happy with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe destiny really has its way of letting things fall into their right places. You and I became friends again. The same time, things weren't going on smoothly between him and me. You became my crying shoulder. You comforted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days after, you apologized. You said you missed me so much. I told you, "&lt;em&gt;Wala na yun." &lt;/em&gt;which is true. My friends keep on telling me that there is something going on when in reality, there's none. You even talk to me even when you're with your group. I suppose that's the way it's going to be since we really have moved on. We're friends, we're good and we're cool with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, my friends were right. Weeks after, you were there asking for a second chance. Who would have thought that I'd still win the bet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after some months of friendship and more months of exclusivity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm glad I made the right choice.&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a wonderful boyfriend and for still being with me even during those times that I keep on pushing you away. &lt;strong&gt;I love you.&lt;/strong&gt; :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3933463699346213610?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3933463699346213610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3933463699346213610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3933463699346213610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3933463699346213610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-two.html' title='take two'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6500150418538904022</id><published>2009-04-15T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:06:20.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk.</title><content type='html'>No commenting for now. :| &lt;br /&gt;I still can't make it work. Help, please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chatbox nalang muna.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary lang, since hinde pwedeng maka-comment for now.&lt;br /&gt;Boo talaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6500150418538904022?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6500150418538904022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6500150418538904022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6500150418538904022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6500150418538904022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/tsk.html' title='tsk.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1277342237831068856</id><published>2009-04-14T22:45:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:52:31.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, SUMMER!</title><content type='html'>I'm having the best summer ever and it still keeps on getting better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okaaay. Masaya ako, sobra. Haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, &lt;i&gt;welcome again. ;p&lt;/i&gt; I finally changed the old layout and some stuff after a very busy semester. Like it? Anyway, my codes are kind of messed up and my haloScan's not yet working. So sorry. My HTML-coding logic has been on a hiatus so I can't make it work. :| &lt;u&gt;No commenting for now&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girls. &lt;i&gt;Sobra.&lt;/i&gt; I ditched them during our sem-ender gimmick at Greenhills. Oh, &lt;u&gt;I didn't totally ditch them&lt;/u&gt;. Although I was willing, I was too tired to even think of having a night out immediately after exams. &lt;i&gt;Nun lang naman kaya ako umatras sa gimik namin. My first absent, and hopefully my last. :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, Momarco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First summer pitstop. Nice ambiance, though not really for kids. No slides. Anyway, &lt;u&gt;I don't care just because I don't swim.&lt;/u&gt; Haha. :P They've got this great scenery which I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; love. &lt;i&gt; Todo moment kami dito.&lt;/i&gt; Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, Canyon Cove.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Outing with my &lt;i&gt;A3/A4 class,&lt;/i&gt; and with&lt;i&gt; Kyle&lt;/i&gt;. Sun, sand, beach, group games and pool. PLUS the food! &lt;u&gt;My first time to snorkel.&lt;/u&gt; Hello fishies! Feeling ko naman ang dami ko nakita. Others rode the banana boat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, Tagaytay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight stay. Dinner til breakfast. Our outing's continuation. The place to be! Bonding. Booze. And &lt;i&gt;foooood&lt;/i&gt; again. Haha! Sarap. :P &lt;u&gt;Basketball with Edmarc, Kyle and Mikey.&lt;/u&gt; Jamming with the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, Cavite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Joanna's house. Buffet setting, almost bottomless drinks and the &lt;u&gt;über-adorable ube-macapuno&lt;/u&gt; ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, AceWaterSpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time here. &lt;u&gt;Spa with Seph.&lt;/u&gt; Eto ang bonding moment namin. Haha. Yummy food, again. &lt;i&gt;Takaw ko na nito.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. :))  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, March 30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date &lt;u&gt;I'll always love&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Kami ulit.&lt;/i&gt; Period. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, Bolinao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach, beach and again, beach. Sunburn, anyone? Haha. &lt;i&gt;Ay shet buti di pa ko sunog. :P &lt;/i&gt; ComAch's turnover disguised as outing. (Or vice versa. You choose.) &lt;u&gt;2 days and 3 nights.&lt;/u&gt; Pia's house. Alis ng 5am. Rock Garden Resort at 10am. Check-in then lunch. Tampisaw. &lt;i&gt;At syempre, pasyal.&lt;/i&gt; Enchanted Cave. The white beach nearby whose name I forgot. The sand is to love. :) &lt;i&gt;Bora-like,&lt;/i&gt; baby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, Hundred Islands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaminos, Pangasinan. Hundred Islands the next day. I was supposed to meet Bernard there, but since the boat could only accomodate up to 15 passengers, I couldn't invite him to come over. :| Lunch at Marcos Island. Snorkel.&lt;i&gt; Wish ko lang may nakita ako at hindi lang deep blue sea.&lt;/i&gt; Dinner at Hacienda Luisita. Birthday treat nina KuyaAldrin at Ate Charlene. &lt;u&gt;Belated Happy Birthday!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much I would like to think that this is not yet the best grade I could get, I'm &lt;i&gt;very pleased&lt;/i&gt; with my grades. &lt;u&gt;Thank you very much, Papa God.&lt;/u&gt; :) I worked hard for it. If that's the grade that I deserve then I should feel content. If I would want a higher one, then I'll just try harder this forthcoming third year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello, AceWaterSpa. Again. Then, hello Slice n' Dice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised my sister that we will go there. Since sayang naman kung ako ulit kasama, sina Mommy, Daddy at JM nalang. Oo, chaperone kami ni Seph. Haha. Then stroll along Banawe. Seph and I ate at Slice n' Dice. We've been planning to eat there for some time already. Try there, it's worth it.  After eating, we tried to look for a bakeshop. Then *poof!* may &lt;i&gt;Cheesecake&lt;/i&gt; dun! &lt;u&gt;Seph bought a cake for me.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Cagayan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just arrived from here. :) I haven't been there this past two years since Mom did not go home last year. &lt;i&gt;Nothing much has changed.&lt;/i&gt; Boring pero masaya mag-perya. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Oo, gambling. :P&lt;/i&gt; We also went to &lt;u&gt;Aparri&lt;/u&gt; for the first time. Super fun. Love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, &lt;u&gt;Joseph P. Volfango! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi love. &lt;i&gt;Surprise surpirse! &lt;/i&gt; I know you'll get to read this sooner or later. &lt;i&gt;Stalker mode ka naman palagi, eh. Haha.&lt;/i&gt; And you told me to blog about Monopoly, diba? Oh yes, I won. Talo ka. Beh. :P Sorry kasi nag-stay ka ng late ngayon. Btw, I missed you. So much. And I know you missed me, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love youuuu!&lt;/i&gt; :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey reader. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the typos. If there's any, please let me know. (Leave some ♥, right corner. :)) Adrenaline rush kaya na-excite lang ako mag-update. My first time to use this PC all by myself. Yey. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1277342237831068856?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1277342237831068856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1277342237831068856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1277342237831068856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1277342237831068856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-summer.html' title='hello, SUMMER!'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7670900952602410169</id><published>2009-01-17T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:48:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen.</title><content type='html'>Here's to the ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up,dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, I only want to be your friend, one day, and the next, listened to him say how much he loves and misses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We deserve something, and this is our tribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Here's to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change. We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, caught crap from our parents, and even snuck around to see him for while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Here's to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days. Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early. We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found the one for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned to SETTLE for someone who didn't treat us the way we should be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here's for the ones who did their hair and make up and put on their prettiest earrings, only to hear him say that he couldn't see us today. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again. This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say, and took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder "what if".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here's to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt. The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is for the ones who couldn't bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an "I told you so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The ones that could just TELL that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts, and their dreams again. We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us whenever he got the chance, one that would really care about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wanted the one that we loved like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here's for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave a crap about them.Here's for the time that he broke your heart again. This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears, and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This is for those confusing days, when you miss him, and want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. Stay strong, and remember that relationships are like broken glass, sometimes it's better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Remember the times you cried, and how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that. When "your song" comes on the radio, turn the station. When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn your phone off. When he tries coming to your house, don't answer the door. Think of the broken promises, and the lies, the manipulation and the tears, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the crap he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him, and realized that once again, he hadn't called when he said he was going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One day, you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears, but he won't make you cry. You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt like crap, and it's going to need time to heal, but the point is, it will heal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for those girls, who fell back in love with a guy, only to get hurt all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7670900952602410169?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7670900952602410169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7670900952602410169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7670900952602410169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7670900952602410169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/amen.html' title='Amen.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3591997962966906012</id><published>2008-12-24T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:01:03.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He'll be all my own in a big red bow :)</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass has just ended about an hour ago. &lt;br /&gt;Then family gift-giving is all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas vacation's all good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A3&lt;/span&gt;'s Christmas party is fun. I joined all the games and win all of it. (Except for one. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paskuhan&lt;/span&gt;. We didn't stay in UST for long, though. I went to&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Eastwood&lt;/span&gt; with my K - plus Monch, Seph and Ced. We had dinner @ Teriyaki Boy then chilled at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Had a date with Seph @ MoA. &lt;/span&gt; Actually, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;asked him out. HAHA. First time ever. We went out just to have fun. :) My sister always tags along with us ever since. Movie and shopping. &lt;u&gt;With him.&lt;/u&gt; :) What more can I ask for? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm super excited for tomorrow. I packed more than fifty Christmas goodies for the kids.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Candiiiees. :)&lt;/span&gt; And I would very much want to wear a Santa costume. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yung sa Mean Girls? &lt;/span&gt;Haha.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Lalandi lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently watching &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They Kiss Again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kilig.&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3591997962966906012?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3591997962966906012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3591997962966906012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3591997962966906012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3591997962966906012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/12/hell-be-all-my-own-in-big-red-bow.html' title='He&apos;ll be all my own in a big red bow :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1616825866626222421</id><published>2008-12-17T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:43:30.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've already won me over, in spite of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't be alarmed if I fall, head over feet..&lt;br /&gt;and don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ComAch 2nd GA&lt;/span&gt; is fun! :) I love them to bits! :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Postponed:&lt;/span&gt; Step Two. Moved next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FinAcc 2nd quiz is love. :) &lt;/span&gt;Promise, mag-aral lang okay na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; Another quiz 2nd(?) meeting OR week next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I wasn't able to attend 2a4's Christmas party. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Busy, eh. Pero gusto ko sana talaga. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; While they were having the party, I was in SM looking for some gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Bought some DVDs. (Read: A LOT.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; Bought a bag for my beloved &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;K-friend&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Puro smiley. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WISHLIST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D&amp;G Light Blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Meron pa ko, pero para naman pang-stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&amp;S Swiss Chocolates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Madamiiiii. Dahil konti lang padala ni Mommy na chocolates ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Leather wallet.&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ira na yung bagong bili ko, amp. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Von Dutch long hoodie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yung moss green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I-pod.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wag lang shuffle. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Eto talaga! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guess floral green summer dress.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sa gateway ko nakita, monthsss ago. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;at madami pang iba. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Bnew digicam. HP mini laptop.  E.L.F. Cosmetics Master Set. Asian cruise MUNA.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Oo na, ambisyosa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1616825866626222421?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1616825866626222421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1616825866626222421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1616825866626222421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1616825866626222421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/12/youve-already-won-me-over-in-spite-of.html' title='You&apos;ve already won me over, in spite of me.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5455193235186141975</id><published>2008-12-08T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:52:27.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o_O</title><content type='html'>Wow. So I was checking my blog stat awhile ago and found this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/ST0DjGOAhVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Hc_mMHka4Pc/s1600-h/stat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 22px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/ST0DjGOAhVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Hc_mMHka4Pc/s200/stat.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277378239847761234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So talagng may nag-search ng &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"robles leakage" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sa google kaya napadpad sa blog ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Talagang kinakarir. :|&lt;br /&gt;Grabe ha.&lt;br /&gt;Get over this issue, people.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Ang pathetic na kasi tignan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5455193235186141975?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5455193235186141975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5455193235186141975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5455193235186141975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5455193235186141975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/12/oo_08.html' title='o_O'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/ST0DjGOAhVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Hc_mMHka4Pc/s72-c/stat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-5507348674220427483</id><published>2008-12-08T19:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:55:06.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the love.</title><content type='html'>Okay. So lat me clarify some points sa entry ko before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alam namin sagutan hindi dahil sa binigay niyang reviewer pero &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dahil naturuan niya kami ng maayos.&lt;/span&gt; Magaling talaga siyang prof."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Read it carefully. I don't have anything against the other profs. Juskooo. Wag kasing OA. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wala akong ini-imply kaya wag mag-assume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wag gawing excuse ang pagkakaroon DAW ng leakage sa pagkukulang pa ng effort aralin yung scope ng quiz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hindi ko sinasabing MAS nag-aral kami o wala kaming pagkukulang. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Okayyy?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Diba nga aminado akong  mahina ako sa DIT/OC at di ko rin nasyadong naaral? So for the second time, read the one written in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bold &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I won't be deleting that entry. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ayoko lang na gawan pa ng kwento.&lt;/span&gt; Just inform me if you want to read it, and I'll send it as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5507348674220427483?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5507348674220427483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5507348674220427483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5507348674220427483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5507348674220427483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/12/spread-love.html' title='Spread the love.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6199333111638008298</id><published>2008-10-18T19:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:53:19.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥  Lessons learned</title><content type='html'>♥ If a man wants you, nothing can keep him &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;away.&lt;/span&gt; If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him &lt;u&gt;stay&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;u&gt;Allow&lt;/u&gt; your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;intuition&lt;/span&gt; to save you from heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Don't stay because you think "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it will get better.&lt;/span&gt;" You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Always have your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;own set of friends&lt;/span&gt; separate from his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be honest and upfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Don't fall for the "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm confused role&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;u&gt;Remove yourself&lt;/u&gt; from the situation to let him figure things out (but don't wait for him, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Actions&lt;/span&gt; speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;♥ If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Just because he says he loves you, doesn't mean that he &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; hurt you and it doesn't mean that you are&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; meant to be with &lt;/span&gt;him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ To use painful hard-won wisdom -- '&lt;i&gt;get it right&lt;/i&gt;' the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;u&gt;Compromise&lt;/u&gt; is a &lt;i&gt;two-way&lt;/i&gt; street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ You need &lt;b&gt;time to heal&lt;/b&gt; between relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Deal with &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;issues&lt;/u&gt; before pursuing a new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ When actions and words conflict, &lt;b&gt;believe the actions&lt;/b&gt;. Respond to the actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;b&gt;Never believe&lt;/b&gt; you have the perfect guy &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and he is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Keep him in your radar but &lt;i&gt;get to know others.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Lastly, when it's time to let go; &lt;b&gt;let go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6199333111638008298?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6199333111638008298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6199333111638008298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6199333111638008298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6199333111638008298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/lessons-learned.html' title='♥  Lessons learned'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6418058069177176848</id><published>2008-10-18T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:23:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't hurry&lt;/u&gt; love.&lt;br /&gt;You'll just have to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She said love &lt;u&gt;don't come easy&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's a game of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;give and take&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my template codes mixed up, and I'm having a hard time fixing them. &lt;br /&gt;I'm such an OC when doing this HTML-slash-blog stuff. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stat counter won't work anymore&lt;br /&gt;ever since I started adding my clicky code.&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried to remove the same code,&lt;br /&gt;got another stat counter code&lt;br /&gt;in case the old one just expired,&lt;br /&gt;and it's still not functioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grrrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if it's working on your browser,&lt;br /&gt;will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6418058069177176848?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6418058069177176848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6418058069177176848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6418058069177176848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6418058069177176848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-it-time.html' title='Give it time'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4306818687017121501</id><published>2008-10-18T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:52:34.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a deeper sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;They say time heals all wounds&lt;br /&gt;and it takes time to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time isn't everything.&lt;br /&gt;Time won't even erase one painful memory of the past.&lt;br /&gt;And the present can;t even undo the damage done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried, I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave chances and took chances..&lt;br /&gt;and I believe those are enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Enough&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pieces didn't just fit the way I wished they would.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this didn't turn out into what I want this to be..&lt;br /&gt;not even into something better.&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/11554410-4306818687017121501?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4306818687017121501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4306818687017121501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4306818687017121501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4306818687017121501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-deeper-sense.html' title='In a deeper sense'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4755490193208228744</id><published>2008-10-16T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:42:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ClickClickClick! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cooool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I installed this new script in my site and it's functioning. I'll be able to get more site statistics from now on. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4755490193208228744?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4755490193208228744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4755490193208228744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4755490193208228744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4755490193208228744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/clickclickclick.html' title='ClickClickClick! :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2917818370903599322</id><published>2008-10-16T14:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:31:00.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You do, you don't</title><content type='html'>The first time I won't regret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One look into your eyes and I'll never forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're not about to jump right into this tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering just what to do,&lt;br /&gt;every single second in the room with you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't talk this over to win you over&lt;br /&gt;here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So open your eyes, don't say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why, alone tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll just let it go for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm letting you down.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just hiding it so well&lt;br /&gt;You're giving me &lt;i&gt;no sign, no interest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don't really want this, you don't really want this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;are you gonna try to save yourself?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're &lt;u&gt;so sick&lt;/u&gt; of hearing it&lt;br /&gt;You don't really want this, you don't really want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;i&gt;hard to get,&lt;/i&gt; is that what its gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down not even looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope forever I wont remember this tonight.&lt;br /&gt;So out the door, gone away..&lt;br /&gt;running so fast through the pouring rain..&lt;br /&gt;Gone forever, so much better&lt;br /&gt;here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'd throw it all away for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you took another look you'd be back so soon.&lt;br /&gt;All alone, a dark cold night,&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped around, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you better hold on tight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/2142&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2917818370903599322?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2917818370903599322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2917818370903599322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2917818370903599322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2917818370903599322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-do-you-dont.html' title='You do, you don&apos;t'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2258319913623334378</id><published>2008-10-16T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:06:34.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of blues, pinks, and greens</title><content type='html'>I have experienced A LOT this 10 months.&lt;br /&gt;I've been through an emotional joyride&lt;br /&gt; -- breaking down, regaining my composure, and again, breaking down..&lt;br /&gt;And with those experience, I learned a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned not to rely on anyone, but myself.&lt;br /&gt;I learned not to trust too fast.&lt;br /&gt;.. and learned not to fully open up myself.&lt;br /&gt;... to at least build walls around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;not allowing anyone else to make me nor break me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem talkative and open,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that I have kept my life an open book&lt;br /&gt;since I have been blogging about it for ages.&lt;br /&gt;But that's all people can get from me.&lt;br /&gt;I am good making people see that they've known me enough,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;u&gt;better&lt;/u&gt; keeping everything else within me,&lt;br /&gt;without anybody knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't think I'm going anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I have been lied to and cheated on.. &lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm always willing to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have already done my part and forgave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I won't ever forget.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I still don't want to risk anything, &lt;i&gt;just yet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take some time to &lt;i&gt;partly &lt;/i&gt;regain my trust,&lt;br /&gt;as I'm not about to give it wholly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I am not hanging on, nor am I hoping. &lt;br /&gt;We're still far to what we're once before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the same girl anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2258319913623334378?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2258319913623334378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2258319913623334378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2258319913623334378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2258319913623334378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-blues-pinks-and-greens.html' title='Of blues, pinks, and greens'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6056529963249762995</id><published>2008-10-14T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:13:10.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HandBag Planet</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HandBag Planet will be launched this October 15, 2008. It is one site full of trendy and classy bags at an affordable price! In line with their launch, a free handbag is given every hour for 24 hours of the said date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Want their bags? Click on the &lt;a href="http://handbagplanet.com"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to get a chance to win!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There's more, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;no shipping/handling fees &lt;/span&gt;required in claiming of prizes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6056529963249762995?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6056529963249762995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6056529963249762995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6056529963249762995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6056529963249762995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/handbag-planet.html' title='HandBag Planet'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7314896978719348413</id><published>2008-10-03T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:38:32.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close to getting there.</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be studying for Accounting quiz right now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I just need some time to unwind before really doing my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things has happened since my last love-related entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gumaganun eh, noh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy before is now a part of my past,&lt;br /&gt;but we're still good friends and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm glad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding, really.&lt;br /&gt;Apologies have been accepted and issues are finally settled.&lt;br /&gt;No more hard feelings and bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;close to getting there&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;given the right chance and time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;but some things aren't really meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, good times would suddenly do a 180-degree flip,&lt;br /&gt;then turn the whole thing the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to face the harsh reality and let it all go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what comes next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old flames comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after realizing I was&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; fully&lt;/span&gt; over him.&lt;br /&gt;Just after feeling right for the very first time, with someone new.&lt;br /&gt;Just after thing's didn't really turn out well with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just have to let everything fall into their places.&lt;br /&gt;On their own.&lt;br /&gt;I won't assume as I don't want to rush.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let my passion get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be close to getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I want to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7314896978719348413?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7314896978719348413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7314896978719348413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7314896978719348413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7314896978719348413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/10/close-to-getting-there.html' title='Close to getting there.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1166950283269771231</id><published>2008-09-13T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:31:58.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;b&gt;To love and be loved;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is said to be one of the &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;i&gt;greatest things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; you will ever encounter in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even begin to fathom the amount of emotion that goes into it,&lt;br /&gt;whether it is &lt;i&gt;pain&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;happiness&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching so many romantic movies, and reading so many books and teenage magazines, I can't help but wonder if &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;I have begun to get the wrong idea of what being in love is like.&lt;/font&gt; The knight in shining armor who saves the wounded young girl, or the young boy and girl who are so in love and yet have to fight so hard in order just to be with each other because outside forces try to pry them apart. And yet in the end, &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;u&gt;everyone lives happily ever after.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; But in reality, when does this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of no one who's ever had a love life like this. Yet in my heart I still believe that if you believe it's true, then &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;b&gt;it &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; happen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; After all, these stories and feelings and emotions just don't come out of no where, they come from &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;i&gt;somewhere deep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; inside of you, a place so vulnerable that you know it's real. I'm not sure if I put too much thought into it, but I have so many things going through my head that maybe it would be better for myself and those who might come to read this, that I just type them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you that I've experienced heartbreak. Being so infatuated with someone and making yourself so vulnerable to them, &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;giving them everything you have,&lt;/font&gt; hoping to God that they catch you, and in the end, they don't. &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;u&gt;And you fall harder then you've ever fell before&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. And your heart breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who've never had their heartbroken, I must say, are very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although they may think the thought of "your heart actually breaking" absurd, it's true. The gut wrenching feeling you get, and you don't know whether to cry or SCREAM. And you can't help but wonder how someone could unintentionally hurt you so bad. And you hurt, and you don't stop hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go through stages of being upset and infuriated, you think of ways to get back at them but when it boils down to it you can't tell someone else how to feel, like all of the romance novels and books say, &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;b&gt;your heart decides who it wants.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; And it just so happens that although your heart chose them, theirs didn't feel the same way. You listen to songs of heartbreak and watch movies, or try and find someone to fill the place in your heart that was so unwillingly ripped out. &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;But nobody, or anything, can put back together that broken heart &lt;u&gt;except &lt;i&gt;you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; You may find someone to help fill it for a while, but what is it they’re doing? Trying to put back those pieces? And what happens if that person leaves? &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;When one's heart is broken, they need to repair it themselves.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you still think about him, and you'll still get that feeling in the pit of your stomach when you see him. The one that before the heartbreak made you light up inside and now makes you sick to your stomach, but you still in some strange way love it. No guy since him has been able to give you that feeling, but that's okay. After getting it, you don't want to settle for anything less. You turn away other options because of him; he sets standards for everyone after. You know that what he did, he didn't do intentionally. You know that he felt strongly about you, because you felt it. But something was in the way, some freak cosmic force got in the way of something that could have been great. And unlike the romance movies, it stopped you from being together. Maybe it just wasn't the right time, maybe there never will be a right time. But they did teach you something, they taught you to not give yourself away so easily maybe not in a sexual way, but in an emotional way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=deeppink&gt;I strongly believe that anybody who comes into a person’s life is there for a purpose.&lt;/font&gt; Therefore the heartbreak that he caused you is in whatever way, for a purpose. Even if you don't want him in the way that you did before, &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=deeppink&gt;he still has some part of you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and as much as you wouldn’t want to admit it, &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;he probably always will.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave him something that he couldn't give back even if he wanted to, because you give it away once, and only once, and you can't get it back. Whether he wanted it or not, your heart chose him. For whatever reason. It did. You gave him everything you had, &lt;font color=deeppink&gt;&lt;u&gt;giving him the option to make or break you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; And he broke you. After awhile you repaired yourself. Maybe not fully, but it's been put back together with some pretty strong glue. Except this time you put iron bars around it, with a double lock key, so the next time some knight in shining armor tries to unlock to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=deeppink size=2&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;he's going to have to fight for it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-- grabbed and edited.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1166950283269771231?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1166950283269771231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1166950283269771231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1166950283269771231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1166950283269771231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/09/read.html' title='Read.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2654868126035393288</id><published>2008-09-13T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:50:43.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; who's to say that we're not good enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" color="deeppink"&gt;I want someone to sleep with the rest of my life&lt;/font&gt; and cuddle up during a movie on the couch. Stay up all night talking about nothing. Get lost in the woods together. Challenge me; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;challenge us&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Talk about our dreams, &lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;make dreams&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Have fights, the kind that only matter as long as you're having them.&lt;/i&gt; Someone I can wrestle with and play hard sometimes, and not worrying about breaking a nail or an arm. Someone who wants me, maybe even needs me, &lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;u&gt;just a little&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;enough to hold onto me with everything he's got.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2654868126035393288?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2654868126035393288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2654868126035393288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2654868126035393288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2654868126035393288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/09/whos-to-say-that-were-not-good-enough.html' title='&amp; who&apos;s to say that we&apos;re not good enough?'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4960985694859035749</id><published>2008-09-13T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:22:26.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's the one boy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;.. that actually got through her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't think you've &lt;i&gt;realized&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;how much&lt;/u&gt; you've put me through&lt;br /&gt;I hope &lt;i&gt;one day&lt;/i&gt; it hits you hard because&lt;br /&gt;by then I’ll be &lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;over you&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I remember this quote. :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4960985694859035749?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4960985694859035749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4960985694859035749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4960985694859035749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4960985694859035749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/09/even-though-i-dont-think-youve-realized.html' title='He&apos;s the one boy..'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4324875405725926790</id><published>2008-07-19T13:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:44:21.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In-between.</title><content type='html'>I didn't have enough sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;My mind seems restless..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it refuses to let my heart win.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you see, I'm caught between the idea of a dream-like  bliss and a miserable heartache. Yes, I know I'm overanalyzing. You know I can't help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4324875405725926790?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4324875405725926790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4324875405725926790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4324875405725926790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4324875405725926790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-between.html' title='In-between.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7600568127384410034</id><published>2008-07-13T11:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:47:05.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise you you're unlike any other. I mean that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;HE was her &lt;b&gt;welcome distraction.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE was his &lt;i&gt;ultimate inspiration.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, she has faith in him..&lt;br /&gt;but unlike for someone she had before,&lt;br /&gt;she chooses not to show it still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, she likes him..&lt;br /&gt;but she's afraid of something she can't figure out,&lt;br /&gt;maybe of getting hurt, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, she is happy with him..&lt;br /&gt;but she fears some things might fall apart,&lt;br /&gt;so she needs to play safe this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, she wants to love and feel loved..&lt;br /&gt;but with the nightmarish experience before,&lt;br /&gt;she's never keeping her guards down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, she vowed not to fall this time..&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;i&gt;she has faith in him, she likes him,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;she is happy with him..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.. so maybe it's time to open her heart&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;i&gt;something wonderful&lt;/i&gt; once again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time she'll give her heart another chance..&lt;br /&gt;maybe this time, she'll take the risk once more..&lt;br /&gt;maybe this time, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;she'll take the fall.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just maybe,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;b&gt;who knows?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HE could then be her &lt;b&gt;ultimate inspiration,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;... in time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7600568127384410034?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7600568127384410034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7600568127384410034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7600568127384410034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7600568127384410034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-promise-you-your-unlike-any-other-i.html' title='I promise you you&apos;re unlike any other. I mean that.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-138800635293634750</id><published>2008-07-06T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:29:59.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matters of the heart</title><content type='html'>Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to start this off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really express myself well when it comes to the matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even explain what I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pang-multiply blog ko lang yung mga ganito e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Private, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I am not THAT open when it comes to stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;Not even to my friends,&lt;br /&gt;and they know that for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bastaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to talk to my bestest as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nag-coconflict ang sched namin e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. Boo. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is sooo random.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to bounce.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-138800635293634750?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/138800635293634750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=138800635293634750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/138800635293634750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/138800635293634750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/matters-of-heart.html' title='Matters of the heart'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6116139069191705399</id><published>2008-07-05T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:21:07.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One time big time :)</title><content type='html'>Yeyeyeyey!&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind getting all tired and wasted just this once..&lt;br /&gt;Coz I've got&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; more than enough &lt;/span&gt;reasons to celebrate. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy happy 18th to my ever-dearest friends, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gabz Agua&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ced Doroja.&lt;/span&gt; Oh yes, thanks for the YC treat. Love it! &amp; you know I love you 2.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, YFC Fresh Party. I am so looking forward to the next get-togethers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, FJ's with Kuya Eric, Kuya OJ, Ate Nins, Jaro and Jethro. Super fun, I tell you. Swear, I'd rather spend more time bonding with them than rest alone. Seriously, they mean so much to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth. I passed Accounting! :) My present grades are fine. Well, you know I was expecting it to turn the other weay around. Hurrah for me, coz I am FINALLY getting back on track and regaining my most wanted focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duty for ComAch's junior officers is starting tomorrow. So I am really going to get busy. It's all good. I'm all for school now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6116139069191705399?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6116139069191705399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6116139069191705399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6116139069191705399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6116139069191705399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-time-big-time.html' title='One time big time :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-8073330139003112586</id><published>2008-07-05T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:16:06.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing my name the way you do.</title><content type='html'>Is it pure attraction or mere infatuation?&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Though I've already admitted to liking someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt anything like this for someone, for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much contented as to where my life's heading right now.&lt;br /&gt;I may be confused,&lt;br /&gt;but I can say I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to make a big deal out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's not&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; YET &lt;/span&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to risk anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it'll take some more time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-8073330139003112586?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8073330139003112586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8073330139003112586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8073330139003112586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8073330139003112586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/live-laugh-love.html' title='Sing my name the way you do.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-955455251226151221</id><published>2008-07-04T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:00:35.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;.. and I don't want to go home right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My academic life has been so far, so good. :) I finally received my first-quiz results. 40/50 Economics, 90 Ethics (I really thought I'm going to fail this), and 30/30 Humanities.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Mayabang ako, tsamba lang eh. &lt;/span&gt;Haha.  I'm still waiting for my Accounting though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-955455251226151221?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/955455251226151221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=955455251226151221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/955455251226151221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/955455251226151221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-closest-to-heaven-that-ill-ever.html' title='You&apos;re the closest to heaven that i&apos;ll ever be..'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5660470894496284026</id><published>2008-07-02T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:13:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys, brats and bitches</title><content type='html'>Accounting class tomorrow, and I'm still not feeling well. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to attend OC's first task earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to join and participate.&lt;br /&gt;I swear... I just can't focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus. Focus. Focus.&lt;br /&gt;I need to focus, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, quizzes aren't that hard right now.&lt;br /&gt;Coz seriously, I wasn't able to review my lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather sleep than read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my grades are still okay.&lt;br /&gt;Though I think I failed one exam. &lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Focuuuuuusss...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My mind is so random.&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this disoriented before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of problems around me.&lt;br /&gt;I may be overreacting,&lt;br /&gt;but those people involved are special to me..&lt;br /&gt;So am I to blame?&lt;br /&gt;I can't help being affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm dismissal tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS I still have tasks to do for SC and ComAch.&lt;br /&gt;Stressed out much. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You have to see my organizer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too busy right now.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;NSTP might start real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Orientation this Sunday @ 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Too early, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a weekend getaway.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please. I need to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YFC Party @ Crossroads 77&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Who's coming? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5660470894496284026?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5660470894496284026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5660470894496284026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5660470894496284026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5660470894496284026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/07/boys-brats-and-bitches.html' title='Boys, brats and bitches'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3456242825159767226</id><published>2008-06-16T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:03:24.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Piglet: &lt;/span&gt;How do you spell love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pooh:&lt;/span&gt; You don’t spell it. You feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and now I'm left with nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a 4-hour free time (11-4) every Monday so I was able to answer some part of the Accounting homework before I get home. No recitation stuff for tomorrow so I don't need to have some deep reading session. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my new uniform. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Di na mukhang ewan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football tryouts tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tinatamad ako. Pero gusto ko talaga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;the way I see it, I honestly think it's unfair on my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;part&lt;/span&gt;. For real. Look who's now hanging on? Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3456242825159767226?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3456242825159767226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3456242825159767226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3456242825159767226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3456242825159767226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-so-random.html' title='Just so random.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5392804757956117095</id><published>2008-06-15T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:52:40.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X and O. :)</title><content type='html'>So I joined three orgs and signed up for the football team. I 'll go for YFC too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping myself busy, to keep myself from thinking about those less relevant stuff that keeps on bothering me. Not that those aren't important, but I promised myself that studies should rather be my priority more than anything else. I want a grade qualified for the DL, and I'm serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I want to say I'm happy. Wait, what I'm feeling is way beyond happiness. You know what I mean. Yes, there may be some conflicts, but I'd rather not focus on them and  see the brighter side of what's happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, about one stuff... &lt;i&gt;ayoko sa taong gago.&lt;/i&gt; You might want to know what &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; definition of that word is, before you react. &lt;i&gt;Bastaaa..&lt;/i&gt; I want someone who knows his priorities in life, one who's serious enough and knows what he wants.  Well, I hope you're getting my point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not willing to risk it all,&lt;br /&gt;then you don't want it bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Riiight? :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Father's Day to your dads&lt;br /&gt;..and Happy 18th to Jeanette Ann!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 selle. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5392804757956117095?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5392804757956117095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5392804757956117095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5392804757956117095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5392804757956117095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/06/x-and-o.html' title='X and O. :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4641211996309383093</id><published>2008-06-13T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:25:30.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Just a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home early so I was able to catch up with some good sleep and review for my Accounting quiz tomorrow. I was left with nothing to do by 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sort of&lt;/span&gt; not allowed to go out. D I say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sort of &lt;/span&gt;because they're not really telling me directly that I am not allowed, but they imply. I don't know if this includes weekends though. Well, I hope not. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4641211996309383093?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4641211996309383093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4641211996309383093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4641211996309383093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4641211996309383093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/06/say-it-again.html' title='Say it again.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3836171913339678589</id><published>2008-06-11T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:52:25.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't keep me hanging here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and it's me you need to show,&lt;br /&gt;how deep is your love.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how it feels when you're happy about where you are right now, and something happened that you can't even recall how everything started? When you're pretty much contented about everything, then something made you confused about what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boo.&lt;/span&gt; No, it's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not all&lt;/span&gt; negative. :) &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; It's rather somewhere in between.&lt;/span&gt; I'm okay. Well, I'm hoping I really am. Though I admit, it bothers me THIS much. God knows how messed up everything is on my mind right now. I can't sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanations, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;I want everything cleared up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's amazing how ONE LITTLE CONVERSATION can mess EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3836171913339678589?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3836171913339678589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3836171913339678589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3836171913339678589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3836171913339678589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-keep-me-hanging-here.html' title='Don&apos;t keep me hanging here.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3933507540733558669</id><published>2008-05-06T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:09:41.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibling Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8UwbOC0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/wexLT9zvytM/s1600-h/jmgail1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8UwbOC0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/wexLT9zvytM/s200/jmgail1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197220297279671106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8VAbOC1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LScuPmuOB30/s1600-h/jmgail2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8VAbOC1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LScuPmuOB30/s200/jmgail2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197220301574638418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8VAbOC2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/pIUG-WVq_Eo/s1600-h/jmgail3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8VAbOC2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/pIUG-WVq_Eo/s200/jmgail3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197220301574638434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8VAbOC3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QIpbyO7OMsg/s1600-h/jmgail4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8VAbOC3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QIpbyO7OMsg/s200/jmgail4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197220301574638450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JM and Gail are finally coming home :)&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time since JM arrived there, I got the chance to talk to them (and my Mom.ü) today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3933507540733558669?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3933507540733558669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3933507540733558669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3933507540733558669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3933507540733558669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/05/sibling-love.html' title='Sibling Love.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3dRU2fU5S4/SCA8UwbOC0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/wexLT9zvytM/s72-c/jmgail1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-4576629935141244640</id><published>2008-04-27T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:44:33.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me happy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1/DSC00349.jpg?et=zSWnsIYYaBuFkrSeq8TEFw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" href="http://sellefrilles.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;lled me earlier and told me this good news: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, my sister is finally coming home!&lt;/span&gt; She'll go home with my brother (is also in London for a month-long vacation). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then hours ago, my little sister sent me this photo through MMS. I immediately cried after reading her message. Man, I miss them so much. :( A month without my brother and sister around sucks like hell. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, this is the message she sent me:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sellefrilles.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://193.36.78.4:7001/usertempdir/IUErjF2UNpWTI6MeQtvQ11HfRz4zm3U6tRz7BhQhNC1kvLIBd7mP%21-2067953661%211209304235201/-1931868154/Happy.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello ate uwi na ako pinas may four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(then an audio file of the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All my Life,&lt;/span&gt; one of her favorites.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/song/1/4/full/U2FsdGVkX18o.iJiktuMS6ugccL78GkYRWqALuvNc9Htdnh4Vv.JsYyw118DfDBB/-1931868152.wav?nmid=93229251"&gt;click to download. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://sellefrilles.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://193.36.78.4:7001/usertempdir/IUErjF2UNpWTI6MeQtvQ11HfRz4zm3U6tRz7BhQhNC1kvLIBd7mP%21-2067953661%211209304235201/-1931868151/Flirty.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love u ate josel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://sellefrilles.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBSF9goKCDYAABMfRAU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://193.36.78.4:7001/usertempdir/IUErjF2UNpWTI6MeQtvQ11HfRz4zm3U6tRz7BhQhNC1kvLIBd7mP%21-2067953661%211209304235201/-1931868149/Rollercoaster.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C kuya pumun ta sa thorep park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(then the image of the two of them above)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pumunta kame sa switser land&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(then an audio message from her that made me teary-eyed)&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/song/1/5/full/U2FsdGVkX18o.iJiktuMS6ugccL78GkYIMvhS0x7wWA9w.jI.YTXYdErBd.DEUjx/Recording.wav?nmid=93229251"&gt;click to download. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello ate pumunta kami sa mountain dun sa Switzerland. Tapos nakakita kami ni kuya ng&amp;nbsp; 3,000 feet meters na snow. Tapos nagskii si kuya tsaka so Mommy. I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(pause)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Ate, ang sarap dun. Ang init-init pero may snow. Tapos pumunta kaming cable car, sumakay. Tapos nakabukas nakakalula. Inggit ka yata. Kaya hind ka dito pumunta sa Switzerland kasi parati tayong nag-aaway. Uwi na ko sa May 4. Babye. Love you. Mwaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Nilagyan ko lang ng punctuations pero tuloy-tuloy talaga yan. At pinu-pause ko pa para maintindihan. If you have met my sister, then you probably know how fast she talks. Madaldal yun, eh. Taratitat. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Basta ayan yung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt; actual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt; mesage niya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;I'm happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;I've never felt an excitement as intense as this before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS: I uploaded her audio messages sa Music section. :)&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4576629935141244640?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4576629935141244640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4576629935141244640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4576629935141244640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4576629935141244640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-makes-me-happy.html' title='What makes me happy :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5602757341096266162</id><published>2008-04-21T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:43:55.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step up</title><content type='html'>Okay. I met some applicants today. :) One friend didn't attend the session so I was practically alone while training. (Since Laissa has to leave early because of summer class.) So I gathered enough confidence to talk to everyone else. Then good thing JV was there, since he knows one of them. He introduced me to Cara, then she introduced me to others. (Wait. I introduced myself to them. Haha. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kapal.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training, I had my lunch at Ate Eva's with&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Cara, Nikko, and Chad&lt;/span&gt; (my new friends) plus &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JV, Michael and Ali.&lt;/span&gt; Chilled at 7-Eleven, then played billiards at Navarra.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I now have more reasons to look forward to every training day. &lt;br /&gt;:) I now have some people whom I can practice the dance with.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I love this day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5602757341096266162?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5602757341096266162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5602757341096266162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5602757341096266162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5602757341096266162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/step-up.html' title='Step up'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1529410860264981955</id><published>2008-04-21T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:30:43.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Boo.&lt;/i&gt; I can't keep up with the dance steps taught during this day's training. I don't know if it's just too fast, or I'm just too slow since I haven't danced for more than a year. I can do the steps but I can't seem to memorize them. I think my brain is frozen. Swear. I can't do even the simplest of the stunts too - even the backroll. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I regret losing time for practice during my first year college. No trainings, dance routines, gymnastics, &lt;i&gt;etcetera&lt;/i&gt;. Man, I really want to learn and to join the team. I know it requires a lot of hard work on my part. I have to start practicing everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1529410860264981955?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1529410860264981955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1529410860264981955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1529410860264981955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1529410860264981955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to basics'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2683609506635704035</id><published>2008-04-17T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:34:36.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I already called Getzmo.com and they instructed me to go to their office at Salcedo Village, Makati to claim my prize. It's valid within 10 days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;STARBUCKS ADVERTISEMENT:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ON EARTH DAY, MAKE YOUR CUP MATTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; One tumbler used in place of one disposable cup can help reduce millions in paper and plastic consumption. For joining this cause, we'll take &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Php40 off the price&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of your favorite beverage when you use your own tumbler or mug on April 22, Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/MSG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ced: woohoo. this is my first time here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Welcome bebe!ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2683609506635704035?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2683609506635704035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2683609506635704035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2683609506635704035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2683609506635704035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7211638692611937551</id><published>2008-04-17T15:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:45:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom does good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://getzmo.com/images/stories/Articles_Images/Entertainment/88minutes_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://getzmo.com/images/stories/Articles_Images/Entertainment/88minutes_galleryposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, I've been spending most of my time surfing the internet, blogging and browsing online forums. So I joined an online contest out of boredom, and &lt;i&gt;just now&lt;/i&gt;, I received a text that goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Congratulations! You have won &lt;b&gt;88 Minutes premium items and poster!&lt;/b&gt; Call ******* to confirm and claim your price. Thank You~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's no big. At least I earned something while doing nothing. Haha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7211638692611937551?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7211638692611937551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7211638692611937551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7211638692611937551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7211638692611937551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/boredom-does-good.html' title='Boredom does good'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2315694568662823652</id><published>2008-04-13T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:15:19.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At long last</title><content type='html'>Wow. I've been really wanting to go out and breathe fresh air since the summer begun, and I look like one stranded person, doing nothing really productive at home. Since I've been online for almopst 24/7 daily, this PC already needs some rest.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sooo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;I'll be leaving tomorrow morning for Nueva Ecija.&lt;/u&gt; Yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2315694568662823652?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2315694568662823652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2315694568662823652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2315694568662823652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2315694568662823652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-long-last.html' title='At long last'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1248672449127256669</id><published>2008-04-11T18:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:34:59.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer much :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/9/photos/16/500x500/5/S4010007.JPG?et=spPwfayCSDB1fclzEj6o9Q&amp;nmid=91460935"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/9/photos/16/500x500/5/S4010007.JPG?et=spPwfayCSDB1fclzEj6o9Q&amp;nmid=91460935" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time uploading pictures and videos. I don't know whether it's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just &lt;/span&gt;Multiply or my internet connection. Well, it's probably the latter. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boo,&lt;/span&gt; BayantelDSL. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello, SmartBro. &lt;/span&gt;:) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel like I'm such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loser-slash-loner&lt;/span&gt;. No summer trips&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yet&lt;/span&gt;. I might be the most bored person right now, while my brother is surely having a great time being in a month-long vacation. Again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boo&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm.&lt;/span&gt; I haven't got enough sleep for the past three days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blahblahblah&lt;/span&gt;. My mind's all blank right now. It seems like my brain has gone on a hiatus mode. Since the start of April, all I ever did was text, watch cable TV, and stay in front of the computer monitor for hours. (Include playing with my 2-year old cousin, if that counts.) Nothing interesting, except for Yan's 17th and our Manila adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/7/photos/16/500x500/18/S4010049.JPG?et=PrBXItZycZ%2CydG0vSSVsFA&amp;nmid=91460935"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/7/photos/16/500x500/18/S4010049.JPG?et=PrBXItZycZ%2CydG0vSSVsFA&amp;nmid=91460935" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of which, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ali and I toured Manila last Tuesday. We met up at SM San Lazaro, then he accompanied me to MR Travel. We had our lunch at Teriyaki Boy, RP Manila. We visited Manila Ocean Park, then took a&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; kalesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ride &lt;/span&gt;to Intramuros.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/10/photos/16/500x500/28/S4010079.JPG?et=7vWKDFtEAjlSRN1FFfNKOA&amp;nmid=91460935"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.sellefrilles.multiply.com/image/10/photos/16/500x500/28/S4010079.JPG?et=7vWKDFtEAjlSRN1FFfNKOA&amp;nmid=91460935" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Manong &lt;/span&gt;gave us interesting historical facts about Manila. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apir&lt;/span&gt;.  He even showed us UST's old site. (We didn't even tell him we are Thomasians, and I was wearing my USTe lanyard then. :p) We went inside Fort Bonifacio, stopped by Manila Cathedral to pray, then walked around the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; walled city, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;. Afterwards, we ate merienda at Jollibee then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Manong also told us something about Manila Cathedral. There's this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yadah yadah &lt;/span&gt;that couples who tied the knot there separate after some time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah right&lt;/span&gt;. The cathedral will always be one of the places I adore. Btw, I was also there the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for being so random. I feel emotionally unstable, and I think I'm getting crazier by the minute. I even got to write a 9-stanza poem about... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. The poem is my first one since last year. What else am I supposed to do? I'm practically alone most of the time. I only have my dad and our maid with me. They're even outside the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimmick, anyone? I'm begging. Save me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. I'm watching TV Patrol right now, and they're reporting about what happened in Baguio market. We were supposed to be there now - but the plan didn't push through due to some reasons even I can't completely understand. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow, thank God we're not there.&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diba,&lt;/span&gt; Ced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now talking nonsense. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I shall jog tomorrow.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/MSG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* NIA: hello bebot. (: thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha. NP. Nakakabaliw yung storyline mo, e. :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/11554410-1248672449127256669?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1248672449127256669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1248672449127256669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1248672449127256669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1248672449127256669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/bummer-much.html' title='Bummer much :|'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4968075924681803479</id><published>2008-04-07T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:30:20.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H. I. G. W. C. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Belated Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rianna Marie Cristin Castro-Protacio!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi nagkasya sa&lt;/span&gt; cake &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung name mo. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to St. Luke's yesterday for Yan's 17th. :)  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masaya&lt;/span&gt;. Tita wasn't there so we weren't able to greet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; tired. I'm trying to sleep as early as I can, but my mind seems to be too restless. Random thoughts keep entering. Wow, talk about major paranoia. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsss.&lt;/span&gt; I was able to sleep at around 2am, then forced myself to wake up early since I have to run errands for my mom.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hm. &lt;/span&gt; We're off to MOA in about an hour or so. We'll be attending mass, then go to the airport. My brother's departure is at 7 in the evening.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nilanggam yung bagahe niya&lt;/span&gt;, so he still haven't finished packing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Heyhey. If you're my contact in &lt;a href="http://sellefrilles.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;, do read my entry there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You musn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get, until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree. And then to a higher tree and then to the sky.&lt;/span&gt; " (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakfast at Tiffany's&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4968075924681803479?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4968075924681803479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4968075924681803479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4968075924681803479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4968075924681803479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/h-i-g-w-c.html' title='H. I. G. W. C. :))'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-8072581551284452546</id><published>2008-04-03T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:16:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd of April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades surpassed my expactations. They're certainly better than last sem's. ♥ Being happy is definitely an understatement. Man, I'm &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extremely overjoyed!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ay,&lt;/i&gt; Exagg. Haha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered Kat telling me, "&lt;i&gt;Mga tanga lang nakaka-dos sa PE."&lt;/i&gt; and finally, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;ako sa&lt;/i&gt; basketball! &lt;i&gt;Miracle.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I even remembered having a hard time answering the final examination. I &lt;i&gt;sooo&lt;/i&gt; love Sir Anselmo. I love my Psych grade too. &lt;i&gt;Heaven. :))&lt;/i&gt; Considering I was only able to answer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one out of five&lt;/span&gt; perfect or nothing quizzes, and failed the only long quiz we had, 1.5 isn't bad at all. Love it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my grades, Ella and I, along with Thadez went to Starbucks Tomas Morato. Then I proceed to SM to buy my Mom's last-minute &lt;i&gt;bilins&lt;/i&gt; before my brother's departure. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dobol2&lt;/span&gt; (with Julius) visited Yan and her Lola at St. Luke's. &lt;i&gt;Mega&lt;/i&gt;-bonding experience. ♥ Rica and I saw Abbey and Santi on my way home. We stayed with them until UST's lights went off since the curfew already started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Btw, please pray for Rianna's great grandmother. Hope she'll get better soon. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&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/11554410-8072581551284452546?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8072581551284452546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8072581551284452546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8072581551284452546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8072581551284452546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-of-april-my-grades-surpassed-my.html' title='Fine.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-8320195026529992905</id><published>2008-04-01T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:09:37.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, SUMMER. :))</title><content type='html'>Summer officially starts now. :)) April &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na!&lt;/span&gt; Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I'm really looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;♥ Swimming with my family before my brother's trip to London.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Baking with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dobol2&lt;/span&gt;, for someone's special day.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Baguio trip with my ever-dearest blockmates. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yebaaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;♥ Naga adventure with Aimee. (Hello, wakeboarding. :p &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh please.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;♥ Pampanga vacation with my bes.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Bonding time with Abbey and Angie.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Gimiks with my DAYANA.&lt;br /&gt;♥ K's summer plans when Nette returns. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sana matuloy.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;♥ Cagayan and Bicol trip. (Hopefully.)&lt;br /&gt;♥ And oh,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; zambaaaaaa....&lt;/span&gt; :))  :))  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall learn something new before the class starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to behave this summer. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearance day tomorrow. I'm excited. I won't be seeing Nette and Rina though. Anyway, I still haven't seen my grades yet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boo me. &lt;/span&gt;I might view them tomorrow. I should. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para wala ng kaba&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joe-jonas.com/gallery/albums/jingle%20ball%202/lq040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero hindi ko sya masadong crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero iba pa rin si.... &lt;/span&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-8320195026529992905?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8320195026529992905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8320195026529992905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8320195026529992905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8320195026529992905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-summer.html' title='Hello, SUMMER. :))'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5913782884312385206</id><published>2008-03-29T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:58:43.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEFFREY INES! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Aimee and I are talking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kuya'&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Here we go again.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nakoooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;I'll be having a busy day tomorrow. I'll go to the travel agency, Pasay bus terminal, then MOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Mom won't allow me to go wakeboarding with Aimee. It's not safe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;,  and I don't even know how to swim.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I keep on insisting that there's a lifevest. Anyway, she told me I still have the last say. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On the other hand, she's okay with me going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilocos, Zambales, Cagayan or Baguio.&lt;/span&gt; Naga's also fine, without the wakeboarding, that is. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To join or not to join. Oh please, help me decide&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You had a way that &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; left me &lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt; with a &lt;b&gt;smile&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5913782884312385206?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5913782884312385206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5913782884312385206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5913782884312385206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5913782884312385206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-starts.html' title='Summer starts'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2702286067204929938</id><published>2008-03-28T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:59:50.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiply update.</title><content type='html'>Summer pictures &lt;a href="http://sellefrilles.multiply.com/photos/album/12"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2702286067204929938?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2702286067204929938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2702286067204929938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2702286067204929938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2702286067204929938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/03/multiply-update.html' title='Multiply update.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-8740776376469233447</id><published>2008-03-26T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:06:33.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyheyhey.</title><content type='html'>I had my nails done @ Kuku.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm now a Scorpio. There's this new addition to the zodiac signs, so here's the new list:&lt;br /&gt;Aries (18 April - 13 May)&lt;br /&gt;Taurus (13 May - 21 June)&lt;br /&gt;Gemini (21 June - 20 July)&lt;br /&gt;Cancer (20 July - 10 August)&lt;br /&gt;Leo (10 August - 16 September)&lt;br /&gt;Virgo (16 September - 30 October)&lt;br /&gt;Libra (30 October - 23 November)&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio (23 November - 29 November)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ophiucus (29 November - 17 December)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius (17 December - 20 January)&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn (20 January - 16 February)&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius (16 February - 11 March)&lt;br /&gt;Pisces (11 March - 18 April)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; is love. :))&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. What a coincidence. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-8740776376469233447?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8740776376469233447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8740776376469233447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8740776376469233447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8740776376469233447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/03/heyheyhey.html' title='Heyheyhey.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2362201122453993256</id><published>2008-03-24T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:48:04.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Joni/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Joni/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Be grateful that you don’t have everything you want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That means, you have the opportunity to be happier tomorrow than you are today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm pretty inspired right now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt; :) Because of....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lalalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friends surprised me earlier. Well, it's actually a SEMI-surprise visit.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Haha.&lt;/span&gt; Since they still have to call me and ask how to get here. WOW. First time&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nila&lt;/span&gt;. We baked some cookies and ate them as our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dobol2 &lt;/span&gt;for life.  I love them to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm really determined to make my grades &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaaaayyy&lt;/span&gt; better than before. I haven't seen my grades for this 2nd sem, yet I'm sure I performed and studied harder so I'm expecting something good. :)) I'm really looking forward to my sophomore days. Hopefully, I'll be more focused by then. ( Library sessions after class and study hours everyday...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pray for me. &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... if given the chance, I'd immediately grab another opportunity to study abroad. I didn't study there the last time I was asked because of ONE main reason. People may say that my decision was wrong, (because it turned out as such) but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at least I learned&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Priorities. Priorities. Priorities. &lt;/span&gt;I'm willing to graduate later than usual. Swear. I know it would surely pay off. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I'm currently looking for a summer job. I want one! Seriously. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is now okay and I'm currently using it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2362201122453993256?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2362201122453993256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2362201122453993256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2362201122453993256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2362201122453993256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/03/priorities.html' title='Priorities. :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-6249887731537152112</id><published>2008-03-23T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:50:35.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week.</title><content type='html'>I've been a really really busy girl throughout this week.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring yet fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;MONDAY &lt;/b&gt;Bonding with my blockmates at Trinoma. :) Timezone is love. The rest of K watched Step Up 2 while Nette and I roam around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;TUESDAY &lt;/b&gt;Jogging and mega-shopping with Nette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;WEDNESDAY &lt;/b&gt; Woke up really early coz I need to fix my brother's papers and pay for his plane ticket. He's off to London this 7th of April. We went to DSWD and MR Travel, then I rushed to UST to meet up with Nette, Ali and his younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... We watched Meet the Spartans @ Greenbelt 3.&lt;br /&gt;.... Basketball and photo-op @ Timezone, g2 and g4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;THURSDAY &lt;/b&gt; Bisita Iglesia with my family. I saw someone and he's really freaking me out. Swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;FRIDAY &lt;/b&gt; It's a good thing I bought a cake the day before. I only ate sweets the whole day, since I don't eat veggies and fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;SATURDAY &lt;/b&gt; SM with Uncle Manny and Cassey. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;SUNDAY &lt;/b&gt; There's this Battle of the Bands going on right now and I don't care. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt; I watched PBB and one housemate looks very familiar. I met him two years ago. Wow. &lt;i&gt;Nagulat ako.&lt;/i&gt; I bet that dude's gonna be a heartthrob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Easter everyone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please add &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sellefrilles&lt;/span&gt; in YM. I want to keep my contacts organized and I'm too lazy fixing the old one... so that's it. Btw, I won't be accepting invites of those I do not personally know from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-6249887731537152112?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6249887731537152112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=6249887731537152112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6249887731537152112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/6249887731537152112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4787085875316802530</id><published>2008-03-05T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:46:43.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>This was supposed to me my entry two days ago. Blame the poor broadband connection for the delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"kamusta?  blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. bakit?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being asked those kind of questions when I am not really okay. Everyone who knows me very well also knows that talking is my hobby. So I may be the type who would tell everyone about some random thoughts and stuff that I've heard of, &lt;b&gt;but I want personal things kept private.&lt;/b&gt; When asked about how my day went by, I feel forced to say it went well when the truth is, it's not even close to being one. I hate explaining every detail of the story since I find it very difficult recalling events - even the important ones.. I also don't know where or what part of the story should I start. I prefer talking about it briefly. Just let me explain things &lt;i&gt;my way.&lt;/i&gt; I just want to keep myself from blurting out not-so-nice things because when I start, it would be hard for me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo. I am not okay right now.. and don't even start asking me why. There are things (which I don't really know specifically) that keeps on bothering me. Insomnia attack. I can't sleep on time. It seems that I have to think about something/someone/some whatever and&lt;i&gt; blah blah blah.&lt;/i&gt; I don't have any idea what it's all about. It won't really bother me that much if it's just happening for a short while. The thing is, &lt;b&gt;it's been going on for days already.&lt;/b&gt; I should fix myself. I have to. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only became aware of that problem when this week started. I shop a lot when I'm depressed and I noticed this huge stack of new clothes in my closet. I was surprised when I realized I just bought those last Saturday. A pair of flip flops, tokong pants, bermuda shorts, polo shirt, and six graphic tees - all for one day.. and that's not my normal self. I love to shop but I can control the urge to buy when I'm okay. I certainly know my limitations and follow those faithfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blah blah blah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I failed my PE examination. Wow. Sir didn't give us reviewers nor notes to study for. We didn't even have any discussions during PE time. No lecture and all play. Thanks to my groupmates (Maroon guys - Erik, Akaba and Jorel :p) for the identification part and hand signals numbers 5 and 20, and to the Blue team (Khen 50 and the one behind him) for helping me answer numbers 1, 17 and 21. :)) Haha.&lt;b&gt; I'll surely miss this class.&lt;/b&gt; I learned to love basketball more because of them. I'd like to play again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY. TODAY. TODAY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fun fun. I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five People You Meet in Heaven&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Endo&lt;/span&gt;. I got inspired - totally. I feel a lot better.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Haha.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I  lost my charm bracelet though. I remember removing it during Accounting period.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bastaaa.&lt;/span&gt;. I'll look for it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quizzes/homework due tomorrow. :))&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/11554410-4787085875316802530?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4787085875316802530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4787085875316802530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4787085875316802530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4787085875316802530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/03/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1018043987822398110</id><published>2008-02-23T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:37:38.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>My weekend schedule's pretty much packed. :)&lt;br /&gt;+ Starbucks today with Amond. (12:35am - I just got home from Timog.)&lt;br /&gt;+ Then we'll go clubbing tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my ultimate weekend buddy. Fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Btw, I already updated &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/59989330"&gt;K's friendster profile&lt;/a&gt; :) - BUT I can't upload pictures right now because the card reader's not functioning. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm too lazy to think about what to write. I'll make a better entry tomorrow. ü &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matutulog na muna ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-1018043987822398110?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1018043987822398110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1018043987822398110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1018043987822398110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1018043987822398110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday.html' title='Friday.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7101693128897527521</id><published>2008-02-21T15:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:26:54.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF tomorrow :))</title><content type='html'>Accounting quiz is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; once again &lt;/span&gt;postponed. I was so disappointed, so is Janni and other blockmates who were up all night studying - and we shall take it tomorrow. I'm too lazy to even study for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited. Our long weekend's coming. :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gala&lt;/span&gt; day tomorrow. I saved my week's allowance for this weekend's expenses. I'm so proud! Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Biruin nyo, nakaipon ako&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milagro.&lt;/span&gt;) I'll be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baon &lt;/span&gt;kid from now on.  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* PS. I'll be posting all other stuff&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sa&lt;/span&gt; Multiply. I only made an account out of curiosity, and kept my account on a hiatus mode since. I only posted four random photo albums and nine blog entries.. &lt;u&gt;four of which are private.&lt;/u&gt; Haha. I'm selfish when it comes to those stuff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bastaaaa. &lt;/span&gt;I promise, I'll be updating it from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I forgot that we have a Theo homework due today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In short,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; wala akong napasa.&lt;/span&gt; So please do &lt;u&gt;remind me&lt;/u&gt; of another homework due next week. :)) Message me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; qbox. Thanks thanks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7101693128897527521?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7101693128897527521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7101693128897527521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7101693128897527521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7101693128897527521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/tgif-tomorrow.html' title='TGIF tomorrow :))'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7882027475437203763</id><published>2008-02-19T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:22:11.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalove. :))</title><content type='html'>We're finally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; with our documentary presentation. Wow. I never expected the editing would be that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; good&lt;/span&gt; . I know it's not the best, but who cares? We did what we can to finish it just in time for our presentation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ced &lt;/span&gt;for being such a techie. We were just having fun while shooting the ever-so-stressful docu while he was in charge of all the compiling and editing. The hard work paid off. My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever-loving&lt;/span&gt; blockmates gave us high scores for it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 90+ baby.&lt;/span&gt; :)) Soo I was beginning to feel really guilty about being such a critic and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manlalait&lt;/span&gt;, and gave the groups before us average scores. Peace. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also done reviewing for my accounting quiz tomorrow. Oh yes. :)) Haha. Hell week's saying hello once again.. and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm cool with that&lt;/span&gt;. There'll be a long weekend coming, so my out-of-town trip will finally push through. God loves me so much, and I love Him too. &lt;span style="background: rgb(218, 201, 176) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 190px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(218, 201, 176) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 190px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(218, 201, 176) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 190px;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This weeks schedule:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;Accounting quiz (moved to Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;BA quiz (postponed - to be taken on Friday)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;English101b @ Central Lib&lt;br /&gt;never-ending lectures&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Accounting quiz (Pray for me.) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Postponed. Epal.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;lectures&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ulit kaya relaaaks lang. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Theo homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(which  I forgot. -21022008)&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BA quiz&lt;br /&gt;Accounting quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday: LONG WEEKEND!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: LONG WEEKEND!&lt;br /&gt;Monday: LONG WEEKEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone up for a weekend getaway? &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I wasn't able to watch Drama Guild's presentation yesterday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Epal&lt;/span&gt;. :( I had to go home early to review for accounting since I have a PE class for Tuesday. I really really have to get a high mark for the first quiz. I passed the first half but I have to work a lot harder to get a high grade. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dos lang, pwede na&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;* zambalove :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7882027475437203763?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7882027475437203763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7882027475437203763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7882027475437203763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7882027475437203763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/lalalalove.html' title='Lalalalove. :))'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-709996192712700234</id><published>2008-02-17T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T17:56:25.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping, anyone?</title><content type='html'>I need someone who'll go with me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rockwell&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. I want to buy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team Manila&lt;/span&gt;'s graphic tee, then let's proceed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greenhills&lt;/span&gt; afterwards. ;p I also have to buy a nice jacker/sweater because I lost my last piece. Wow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lamig pa naman ngayon&lt;/span&gt;. So I already damaged one sweater and lost &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt; to date. I only have my maong Plains&amp;amp;Prints trenchcoat with me and there's no way that I'll be using that for school. I'm also planning to buy boardshorts and at  least another tankini for swimming. :) This would be my last summer vacation prior to graduation (in case I pass),  so I'll be making the most out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-709996192712700234?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/709996192712700234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=709996192712700234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/709996192712700234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/709996192712700234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/shopping-anyone.html' title='Shopping, anyone?'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-3931993825489625885</id><published>2008-02-17T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:15:41.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-oh.</title><content type='html'>I messed the HTML codes up. F*ck. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakalimutan ko na yung html. &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha. I'll try to fix this ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I placed a question box (in case you haven't noticed) on the upper right side. Just leave a message and you'll get the response on my next update. Don't worry, the name's optional. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* PS. I fixed it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-3931993825489625885?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3931993825489625885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=3931993825489625885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3931993825489625885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/3931993825489625885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/uh-oh.html' title='Uh-oh.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5776546354705814911</id><published>2008-02-15T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:55:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;u&gt;Jumpers&lt;/u&gt; at Gateway with &lt;b&gt;Abbey and Angie.&lt;/b&gt; Bhie's treat. Had a really nice chat with them which never happened for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends commented that I looked really stressed and wasted. Haaiii.. I think it's because of staying in front of the computer monitor for at least 2 hours a day. I never really did that since summer of 2007. :) So I will try (as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; try) not to use the Internet for nonsense stuff. I may not be able to update this blog as often as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm. &lt;/span&gt;I saved my old posts (my HS entries) as drafts&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; na lang&lt;/span&gt;. Kadirdir yun eh. Hahaha. Okay, that was me before so I have to accept it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero nakakahiya pa rin&lt;/span&gt;. The entries were really bratty and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maarte&lt;/span&gt;, but I don't want to delete those for memories' sake. Sure, I may be even more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maarte&lt;/span&gt; right now. So what? This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;me. Accept me for who I am. :) (Haha. Drama.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go to Zamba anymore. &lt;u&gt;It's official.&lt;/u&gt; I really want to, but I decided to just stay at home this weekend to study for my &lt;b&gt;FunAcc quiz&lt;/b&gt; (I consider this more important :p) this coming Monday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero di ko alam, na-move pala.&lt;/span&gt; It's already on Wednesday. So I'll just rest. Yes! :) What's meant to happen will happen anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5776546354705814911?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5776546354705814911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5776546354705814911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5776546354705814911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5776546354705814911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/watched-jumpers-at-gateway-with-abbey.html' title=''/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-1815265115014165916</id><published>2008-02-14T13:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:44:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy heart's day, everyone. :)</title><content type='html'>Who says Valentine's day is only meant for lovers? I'm single and I'm &lt;u&gt;having fun.&lt;/u&gt; I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't need&lt;/span&gt; to be attached to feel loved. I have pretty nice and loving people around me. I love them to bits. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in school, I was surprised to see a long-stemmed white rose on my desk when I arrived. I thougt it's from Nette. It's from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pala.&lt;/span&gt; I was touched coz I wasn't even able to be with them yesterday (since I have to finish my docu part).  I texted her, greeted her and thanked her. Afterwards, she went to 406 to greet me personally. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;love her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namiss daw nila ako kasi wala ako kahapon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; is sweet too. She gave choco-lollipops for everyone in the class.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Aimee&lt;/span&gt; gave &lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;K, Gymboys &amp;amp; Roj&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; balloons. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cather&lt;/span&gt; also wrote a letter for me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; went to Dangwa to buy some flowers for our loved ones.  I bought 3 carnations for Mama, Nanon and Ate Gel. :) Our family will be having this Valentine celebration dinner time later. Btw,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dad &lt;/span&gt;also brought home Valentine's donuts for us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is coming closer, and my Zamba day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; not be able to push through. I'm still hoping though. :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sobrang&lt;/span&gt; regretful&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ako dahil sa ginawa ko &lt;/span&gt;(or should I say&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sa hindi ko ginawa.) &lt;/span&gt;Oh well. &lt;u&gt;I should get over this soon.&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mababaliw ako pag hindi.&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/11554410-1815265115014165916?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1815265115014165916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=1815265115014165916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1815265115014165916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/1815265115014165916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-hearts-day-everyone.html' title='Happy heart&apos;s day, everyone. :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-4524160772832914810</id><published>2008-02-13T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:52:30.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm loving Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I lay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird. I find myself really enjoying updating this blog again. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I already finished my individual part for the docu presentation. Finally. We're supposed to present it this Friday but SC elections might actually took place during our EnviSci period, so we're just going to present it next week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala na masyadong&lt;/span&gt; stress! Nette, Aimee &amp;amp; I volunteered to be poll watchers this election. I'm assigned to my own class - a6 - though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite &lt;u&gt;disappointed&lt;/u&gt; because Angie's not available this weekend. I can't go to Zamba anymore if she can't come. There's no more post-valentine weekend getaway. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haaai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-4524160772832914810?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4524160772832914810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=4524160772832914810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4524160772832914810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/4524160772832914810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-loving-chasing-cars.html' title='I&apos;m loving Chasing Cars'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-5381322200484070275</id><published>2008-02-12T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:41:28.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going sentimental</title><content type='html'>Been to Ced's dorm with Nette and Monch and got home at 8pm. I wasn't able to finish my part for the docu project though. And it's due on Friday. I'll shoot the rest tomorrow with iqmate, Ant. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, today's Abbey's 17th birthday. I wasn't able to see her. (Stupid yet fun PE class.) So only Angie got the chance to give her our gift. At least I was able to talk to her after a long time. :) And we will be going out this Friday. Wow. Excited &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Gie and Bhie also want to go to Zamba. The only problem is if parent would allow them to. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sana naman.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I want to go there again.  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.3em;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:teal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, speaking of THAT someone, I don't know if it's love or mere attraction. Whatever it is, I won't really give a damn. He's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;someone special. As long as I know he's someone that makes me so much happier right now, he's someone who made my everyday a lot brighter, and most of all, he's someone I care for. :) Wherever this leads to, I'll just hope for the best, and prepare for the worst. I've had my fair share of happiness, sadness, joys, heartaches, pains and sorrow - and I'll use what I've learned to go on with this life. I'm ready to fall and break once again. I'm ready to give this heart another chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-5381322200484070275?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5381322200484070275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=5381322200484070275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5381322200484070275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/5381322200484070275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/going-sentimental.html' title='Going sentimental'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-2323319579938130441</id><published>2008-02-12T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:59:16.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your voice is the only music my heart hears. :)</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. :) I am supposed to finish my docu inputs. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-2323319579938130441?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2323319579938130441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=2323319579938130441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2323319579938130441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/2323319579938130441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/your-voice-is-only-music-my-heart-hears.html' title='your voice is the only music my heart hears. :)'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-8814640681998724566</id><published>2008-02-11T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:17:58.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; I can't get you out of my head</title><content type='html'>♥&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    " &lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ow do you block the sound of a voice, you'd know anywhere. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LSS baby. :) &lt;/span&gt;Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ I watched Salinggawi's concert last Friday. Galing ng bestfriend ko. Da best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ♥ I wasn't able to attend Saturday classes. Went to Zambales with Uncle Joy, Tita Lee and Zoie.  Fun fun fun. I met my uncle's officemates. I love them! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ♥ I met&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; someone&lt;/span&gt;. (NOT a somebody. :p) Someone I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; longing to see once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ♥ Dad allowed me to another weekend getaway. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ♥ Angie and I have been to SM to buy a birthday gift for Abbey. We bought a swimsuit. I also bought mine. :) It's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gorgeous &lt;/span&gt;polka-dotted brown two-piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ♥ Angie told me my bangs are nice. :) Haha. It has been a big deal for me since this was my very first time styling my hair with some bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures later. (Or maybe tomorrow.ü)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-8814640681998724566?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8814640681998724566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=8814640681998724566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8814640681998724566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/8814640681998724566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-stuff-and-im-inlove-haha.html' title='&amp; I can&apos;t get you out of my head'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7255655697356184714</id><published>2008-02-07T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T18:29:09.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Bagay ka sa accounting, more on details ka kasi. Sumpungin ka. Pag nagmahal ka, mahal mo talaga.. kaso nahihirapan ka kasi puro ka na lang oo. oo nalang lagi. may past regret ka, dahil nga dun.. galit ka sa isang lalaki. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ♥ That's what my handwriting shows, based from the analysis awhile ago. (Courtesy of ComAch's free handwriting analysis conducted by their founder.ü) Oh well. Everything's true - except maybe for the part where I'm mad at him. Sure, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merong &lt;/span&gt;past regret, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero hindi galit. &lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    ♥  Speaking of ComAch, Aimee and I enjoyed answering their trivia questions. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naka&lt;/span&gt;-jackpot na kami pareho since yesterday. I got a teddy-rat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    ♥  Anyway, we (K) will be watching Salinggawi's anniversary dance concert this Friday. Who else is coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ♥  I love K so much! :) They've been there for me ever since.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Salamat, &lt;/span&gt;bebeloves. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7255655697356184714?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7255655697356184714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7255655697356184714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7255655697356184714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7255655697356184714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-stuff.html' title='Random stuff'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-7039713438147219368</id><published>2008-02-06T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:50:32.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All over again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  July 29 2005:&lt;/span&gt; my last entry before I moved my blog to multiply and friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Okay. So I decided to continue blogging. I removed my archives for the benefit of somewhat starting this one all over. I read my posts long ago and realized how much I've really changed. Sobrang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iba na&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not the super childish-slash-bratty junior high student anymore. At least for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm.. &lt;/span&gt;I won't pretend that everything's going on smoothly these days&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Medyo madaming problema.&lt;/span&gt; It has always been complicated - but never like this. So maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, pero &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobrang nalalabuan na talaga ako&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-7039713438147219368?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7039713438147219368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=7039713438147219368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7039713438147219368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/7039713438147219368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-over-again.html' title='All over again'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-112260175672553415</id><published>2005-07-29T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:49:16.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addict3d-</title><content type='html'>I'll use the Friendster blog na lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-112260175672553415?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/112260175672553415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=112260175672553415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/112260175672553415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/112260175672553415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/07/addict3d.html' title='addict3d-'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111708680745468880</id><published>2005-05-26T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T13:55:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y59/xxsellexx/face.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen &lt;a href="http://spicyparis.com/"&gt;Paris Hilton's new commercial&lt;/a&gt;? Gawd, she's so HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/y59/xxsellexx/th_cke-paris-1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;pic from spicyparis.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111708680745468880?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111708680745468880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111708680745468880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-you-seen-paris-hiltons-new.html' title=''/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-111639654878576097</id><published>2005-05-18T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T14:09:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People, pa-link po. Don't delete this one though. Lagay na lang kayo panibago link. &lt;a href="http://selle.iceglow.com"&gt;http://selle.iceglow.com&lt;/a&gt;.. thanx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111639654878576097?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111639654878576097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111639654878576097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/05/people-pa-link-po.html' title=''/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-111617873392564893</id><published>2005-05-16T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:34:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-&lt;-3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-“I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick - it even makes me rhyme. I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh - even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you - not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 FIRST DATES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Don't worry so much. Even if I'm made to forget who you are and what you mean to me, once I see you, I'll just fall in love with you all over again."&lt;br /&gt;-[Lucy] "And do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;[Henry] "I love you, probably more than a person can love another person."&lt;br /&gt;-“You’re the guy who made me fall in love everyday.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A CINDERELLA STORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Fairytales are not just about finding your prince. It’s about fulfilling your dreams and standing up for what you believe in.” [Father]&lt;br /&gt;-I can't sleep without knowing there's hope. Half the night I waste in sighs, in the wakeful doughs of sorrow for the hands, for the lips, for the eyes, for the meeting of tomorrow.” [Chad Murray]&lt;br /&gt;-[Sam] “Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing."&lt;br /&gt;*begins to rain*&lt;br /&gt;[Austin] "I'm sorry I waited for the rain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A MOMENT TO REMEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Forgiving is giving a part of your heart for your hate.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT FIRST SIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I've seen the horizon. I know I couldn't touch it but it was worth reaching out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A WALK TO REMEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Everything was fine until YOU came along." [Jamie, Mandy Moore]&lt;br /&gt;-"Love is like the wind. You cannot see it but you can feel it." [Landon Carter]&lt;br /&gt;-“Landon, I’m not scared of dying. I’m scared of not being with you.” [Jamie, Mandy Moore]&lt;br /&gt;-"If there really is a God, then why are there people still suffering?”&lt;br /&gt;“He was too busy looking for your brain.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Can I keep you?" [Casper, Devon Sawa]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCS the MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“The real meaning of fate is not at the beginning but in the end.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARLIE’S ANGELS 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-“Angels are like diamonds. They can't be made, you have to find them. Each one is unique.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CITY OF ANGELS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand than an eternity without it.”&lt;br /&gt;-“I don’t understand a god who would let us meet if there’s no way we could be together.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRUEL INTENTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[Annette, Reese] “I'm impressed.”&lt;br /&gt;[Sebastian, Ryan] “'I’m in love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAWSON’S CREEK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I have to admit that I fell in love twice, first was with you and second was with the person you became when you were already mine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVER AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“A life lived without love is no life at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODWILL HUNTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“It doesn't matter whether the guy or girl is perfect, what matter is their perfect for each other.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUESS WHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“We sometimes think that when the person we love leaves us, we could go on with our lives. But then we realize that he/she is the other half of our life and that's why we can't move on because the other half is missing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HITCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Albert Brenaman]&lt;br /&gt;-“I waited my whole life to feel this miserable and I mean if this is the only way I can stay connected with her then this is the only way I have to be.”&lt;br /&gt;-“You know what its like getting up every morning feeling hopeless feeling like the love of your life is waking up with the wrong man but at the same time hoping that she still finds happiness even if its never gonna be with you.”&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;-“I figured if my heart stops beating, it wouldn't hurt so much.”&lt;br /&gt;-“Basic Principle: No matter what, no matter when, no matter who any man has a chance to sweep any woman off her feet just need the right broom.”&lt;br /&gt;-“So how does it happen, great love? Nobody knows. But what I can tell you is that it happens in the blink of an eye. One moment your enjoying your life and the next your wondering how you ever lived without them.”&lt;br /&gt;-“Always remember life is not the amount of breaths you take. It’s the moments that take your breath away.”&lt;br /&gt;-“Never lie, steal, cheat or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.”&lt;br /&gt;-“He jumped on the car!”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?!”&lt;br /&gt;“Because that's what people do, they leap and hope to God they can fly because otherwise we just drop like a rock. Wondering the whole way down ‘Why the hell did I jump?!’ But here I am falling and there's only one person that makes me feel like I can fly, that's you Sarah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT CHICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"She's the only girl who makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOUSE OF FLYING DAGGERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[Mei] “Why did you come back?”&lt;br /&gt;[Jin] “I came back.. for you, my love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“i love you benny, but i don't have to like you right now.”&lt;br /&gt;-“No, coz you could never lose someone you never had.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JERRY MAGUIRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I love him for the man he wants to be. And I love him, for the man he almost is.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KISSING A FOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"True love can never be found where it does not truly exist nor can it be hidden where it truly does.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVER’S CONCERTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-I've fallen in Love. What do I do? It hurts so much. But, I want to keep on hurting.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADELEINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“You're still in my heart. When it rains, the rain covers, it hides. The times we spent together pass. You go on without remembering me. Time passes without a word from you. Even when forever comes, you still don't know me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEAN GURLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-“It’s not my fault that your in love with me or something.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOULIN ROUGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MULAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-“Would you like to stay for dinner?”&lt;br /&gt;“Would you like to stay forever?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SASSY GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Fate is building a bridge of chance for someone you love.”&lt;br /&gt;- *10 Rules in Loving A Sassy Girl* “Don't ask her to be feminine. Don't let her drink over three glasses, she'll beat something. At a café, drink coffee instead of coke or juice. If she hits you, act like it hurts. If it hurts, act like it doesn't. On your 100th day together, give her a rose during her class she'll like it a lot. Make sure you learn fencing and squash. Also be prepared to go to prison sometimes. If she says she'll kill you don't take it lightly you'll feel better. If her feet hurts exchange shoes with her. Finally, she likes to write. Encourage her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER BEEN KISSED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"When you kiss someone, everything around you becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person.. and you realize that this person is the only person you should be kissing for the rest of your life... and for one moment, you get, this amazing gift... and you wanna laugh and you wanna cry... coz you feel so lucky that you've found it and so scared that it'll go away all at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;-“Sometime you'll kiss someone and know that's the person you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTTING HILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.” [Julia Roberts]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRINCESS DIARIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-[Michael] “Why me?”&lt;br /&gt;[Mia] “Because you saw me when I was invisible.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUNAWAY BRIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I guarantee it won't be easy. I guarantee that at one point or another, one of us is going to want to leave. But I also guarantee that if I don't ask you to be mine, I am going to regret it for the rest of my life. Because I know in my heart, you are the only one for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE’S ALL THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Lanie, I made that bet before I even knew who you really were."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE’S ALL THAT (Part 2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Being with you is like going to a place that I’ve never been before. That I could be happy without doing anything.” [Freddie Prinze, Jr.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAR WARS Episode 2: ATTACK OF THE CLONES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“I've been dying a little bit each day since you came back into my life” [Sen. Padme Amidala, Natalie Portman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEET HOME ALABAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-“I don't care about you're past, all I care is that do I have a space in your future?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FIRST DAUGHTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Sometimes you're gonna have to break the rules. You'll never gonna know when you're gonna get inspired.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NOTEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Why didn't you write to me? I waited for you in 7 years!" [Rachel Mcadams]&lt;br /&gt;-"They fell in love, didn't they?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes they did."&lt;br /&gt;-[Noah] "What am I gonna do in New York?"&lt;br /&gt;[Allie] "Be with me.”&lt;br /&gt;-[Allie] "Do you think our love can take us away together?"&lt;br /&gt;[Noah] "I think our love can do anything we want it to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WONDERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Shame on me, for closing my eyes too tight when you'd kiss me." [Faye, Liv Tyler]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRY 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-“You can't stop some people. They come into your life destined to leave it. You can wrap your arms tight around them but the best that you can hope to do is to just slow them down a little because there's no holding on tight enough.” [Blanch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A GIRL WANTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“You know, I really wish you'd pull your lip over your head &amp;amp; swallow it.” [Daphne Reynolds, Amanda Bynes]&lt;br /&gt;-“What I still don’t get. Why are you trying so hard to fit in? When you’re born to stand out.” [Ian Wallace, Oliver James]&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;-“Don't think of me as if I am a concept or I complete you. I’m just a f*cked up girl whose finding my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.”&lt;br /&gt;-"Don't worry so much... even if I'm made to forget who you are and what you mean to me, once I see you... I'll just fall in love with you all over again."&lt;br /&gt;-"Everything we're learning here is what we gonna need out there.”&lt;br /&gt;-"I feel strange just saying her name. She has something special that no one else can touch.”&lt;br /&gt;-“If only i can feel you... even as the wind.”&lt;br /&gt;-“Life is like a box of chocolate you never know what you're gonna get.”&lt;br /&gt;-“Life is only worth living, if you find someone worth dying for.”&lt;br /&gt;-"Love is all there is but is not enough.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111617873392564893?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111617873392564893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111617873392564893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/05/10-things-i-hate-about-you-i-hate-way.html' title='L-O-&lt;-3'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-111589344550087360</id><published>2005-05-12T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T18:24:05.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinity Top</title><content type='html'>Have you seen Penshoppe's Infinity top? Sheesh.. I want one &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111589344550087360?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111589344550087360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111589344550087360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/05/infinity-top.html' title='Infinity Top'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-111573658420666668</id><published>2005-05-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:49:44.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has rained, at last!</title><content type='html'>Came across this topic at teentalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How Asian Are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your mother has a short-haired, curly perm or dyed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your dad is some sort of engineer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your parents still tried to get you into places half-price saying you were 12 when you were really 13+.&lt;br /&gt;4. You ask your parents help on one math problem and 2 hours later they're still lecturing.&lt;br /&gt;5. You have a 40 lb. bag of rice in your pantry.&lt;br /&gt;6. You shop at 99 ranch. Onleeh, wen we’re in sum asian city, like long beach&lt;br /&gt;7. Everyone thinks you're "Chinese" no matter what part of Asia your ancestors were from.&lt;br /&gt;8. You've had a bowl haircut at one point in your life.&lt;br /&gt;9. Your parents enjoy comparing you to their friends' kids.&lt;br /&gt;10. You've had to sit through karaoke videos with scantily clad, ugly Asian women attempting to dance and walk around a temple, forest, or library.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your parents say, "Don't forget your heritage."&lt;br /&gt;12. You or your parents drive mostly Japanese cars.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. You've learned to keep bargaining even if the prices are rock bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You've had to eat parts of animals they don't even put in hot dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. At least once, you've started a joke with "Confucius say...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You know what bok choy is.&lt;br /&gt;17. You've gotten little red envelopes around February.&lt;br /&gt;18. Piles of shoes tend to make it hard to open the front, back, and closet doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You hear (your name + eee (optional) + yah!) every time someone calls you (e.g. Joy - ee - yah! or Joy - yah!).&lt;br /&gt;20. You have no eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;21. Idiot people try to impress you with pathetic imitation Asian languages, like the ever-so-popular: ching chong woo bok chi, etc.&lt;br /&gt;22. Your parents say leaving rice in your bowl is a sin.&lt;br /&gt;23. The Bio lectures on marine life (seaweed, sea cucumbers, and octopi) were last night's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;24. Your ancestors 1000 generations back invented the back scratcher.&lt;br /&gt;26. Your parents hover over your tired, caffeine-drugged body at 12 midnight to say, "In Korea (or other native country), we studied even more."&lt;br /&gt;27. Your parents expect you'll be best friends with any one off the street in any given area as long as they are Asian.&lt;br /&gt;28. An Asian woman comes on campus and people ask: "Is that your mother?" Well then, "Is it your sister?"&lt;br /&gt;29. Your relatives' houses smell like incense, mothballs or both.&lt;br /&gt;30. Your parents say, "Calculus? I took Calculus in 8th grade!"&lt;br /&gt;31. Everyone thinks you're good at math.&lt;br /&gt;32. Your parents' vocabulary is filled with "ai-yahs, and Wah's."&lt;br /&gt;33. You like $1.75 movies.&lt;br /&gt;34. You like $1.50 movies even more.&lt;br /&gt;35. Your aunts and uncles bring you back adorable clothing from Asia with fuzzy bunnies, vinyl ducks, and English words that make no sense, in great colors like yellow, pink, magenta, orange, and the ever popular lime green.&lt;br /&gt;36. Your parents insist you marry within your race.&lt;br /&gt;37. You never order chop suey, sweet and sour pork, or any other imitation of oriental food.&lt;br /&gt;38. You either really, really want to go to UC or really, really wants to stay away from it.&lt;br /&gt;39. Your parents have never kissed you.&lt;br /&gt;40. Your parents have never kissed each other. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. You learned about the birds and the bees from someone other than your parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. "You want a stereo?! When I was your age, I didn't even have shoes!!" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[LOL!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 43. People see a bunch of scribbles on a chopstick and ask you to translate.&lt;br /&gt;44. You have to call just about all your parent's friends "Auntie and Uncle."&lt;br /&gt;45. You have 12+ aunts and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;46. At expensive restaurants, you order a delicious glass of water for your beverage and NEVER order dessert.&lt;br /&gt;47. Your parents simply cut the green/black part off the bread and say "Eat anyway. It's still good."&lt;br /&gt;48. The vast majority of the people related to you wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49. You will most likely be taller than your parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Your parents have either made you play the piano, the violin, or both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. You get nothing if you do well in school, but crapped on if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;52. When going to other people's houses, you always have to bring a gift.&lt;br /&gt;53. Your dad still pulls his socks up to his knees, you know, the ones with the blue and pink stripes at the top.&lt;br /&gt;54. Your family owns a tennis racquet, golf clubs, or both.&lt;br /&gt;55. Your family always cheers for the Asian athlete on TV.&lt;br /&gt;56. The furniture in your house never matches the wallpaper, the carpet, the decorations, or any of the rest of the furniture.&lt;br /&gt;57.You have rocks, sticks, leaves, and strange-smelling, unknown substances in your pantry for use as medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58. You own a rice cooker or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. You buy soy sauce by the gallon.&lt;br /&gt;60. Your family owns butcher knives bigger than your head.&lt;br /&gt;61. Your parents tell you about how long it took for them to get to school, how horrible the weather was in their native country, and how much they still appreciated going.&lt;br /&gt;62. Your parents buy you clothes and shoes many sizes too big so you can "grow into it" and wear it for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;63. Your parents believe in feng shui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;64. Your parents are very conservative and think that tank tops/halters/spaghetti straps shows too much skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Di na masyado. :D Haha.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Every time your parents lecture you, they always make up excuses that relate to everything you've done in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. You eat rice everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. You like JIN.&lt;br /&gt;68. When you were little. Your parents beat you with sticks and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;69. The adults fight for the bill when you go out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 out of 69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Oh joy.  Pag niround-off,  out of 100%,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 13% Asian lang ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;***********************&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/11554410-111573658420666668?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111573658420666668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111573658420666668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/05/it-has-rained-at-last.html' title='It has rained, at last!'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11554410.post-111477992354174486</id><published>2005-04-29T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:05:23.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolness</title><content type='html'>My love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its been a long time since i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left you out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard leaving you that way when&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Hai --&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Self-denial&lt;/span&gt; is a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Boy with glasses --&gt;Its strange i never would've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--We go together --&gt;wanted if until &lt;u&gt;there was you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Forever and ever --&gt;Because i have learned that love is beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--I buy a new gundam --&gt;what human can imagine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Go to the beach --&gt;the more it clears the more&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i have to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Hai --&gt;But now i don't understand why im feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--The great plagiarist --&gt;so bad now when i know&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; it was my idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--I buy a new gundam --&gt;i could've just denied the truth and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--The great plagiarist --&gt;lied. but why am i the only one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;standing stranded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--I buy a new gundam --&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;on the same ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Apple in the tree --&gt;My love because i have learned that love is a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--It's a new car --&gt;word gets thrown a little bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--It's a new car --&gt;the best excuse to fill the infinite abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Forever and ever --&gt;i never have to if all else fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--I buy a new gundam --&gt;would you&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; be there&lt;/span&gt; to love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--I buy a new gundam --&gt;when all else fail, would you be brave to see right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--I lost my phone --&gt;through me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay. At least now I'm starting to realize na I've improved a lot na since our first summer training. Phew! So worth the time, money and effort. My hard work's starting to pay off na. I may not be that good, but i promise to do the best I could for the team. [Shit. Ang drama! ;p] Owkei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111477992354174486?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111477992354174486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111477992354174486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111477992354174486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111477992354174486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/04/coolness.html' title='Coolness'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111436247814379475</id><published>2005-04-25T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:07:58.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive and Kickin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's a story of a girl&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in a lonely world&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She also had a secret crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A little boy who talks to much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm standin in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile i check you out&lt;br /&gt;But you don't even know my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're too busy playin games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want you to know&lt;br /&gt;If you lose your way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wont let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If i cut my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If i change my clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you notice me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If i bite my lip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If i say hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you notice me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats it gonna take for you to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To get you to notice me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got your head up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when you're comin down&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to sink your ship&lt;br /&gt;Its not about the scholarship&lt;br /&gt;And all my friends who follow you&lt;br /&gt;They tell you things that&lt;br /&gt;just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm the girl you havnt seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm the one you really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, dont get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You better make your move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;before the moments gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like the rest&lt;br /&gt;I just dont care if you're the best&lt;br /&gt;You see its all the same to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just be who you are with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, its all the same to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, dont get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;You better make your move&lt;br /&gt;Before the moments gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get you to notice me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Training tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bitin yung weekend.&lt;/span&gt; Haay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I got up early yesterday. So I arrived sa UST at 10:30am.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two hours earlier&lt;/span&gt; than our call time.  We were supposed to meet at 12:30. Hehe. Di ko alam eh! So mukha akong tanga dun. nag-aantay, alone for almost one and a half hour. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ampu!&lt;/span&gt; Thank God Jenika and Jessica [they're twins!] arrived a bit ealier.  12noon, andun na sila. Yey! So I told them na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di pa ko nag-lulunch.&lt;/span&gt; Kaya we bought foods at 7-eleven. Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We went to Rizal mem. yesterday for our gymastics training. And Coach John isn't available because he's with the Salinggawi that's why kay Coach Jay[?]  kami. Honestly, Coach Jay's better, for me. Hehe! We finished at 4:30pm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bitin yung gym!&lt;/span&gt; I thought we would finish at 5. After the training, we ate at Jollibee which is just across the Torre Lorenzo bldg.  We took the LRT. Bumaba sila sa Tayuman and I was left there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;.  I thought kasi na there's an LRT station at 7th avenue [which is just across our street. :p]. So yeah, I had no choice than to go to Monumento. I dropped by Ever - Grand Central and bought a new flipflop. Yiipee! I like its design. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Retro&lt;/span&gt; yung dating!  Then bought new color of nail polish. Haha. Yep, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm starting to like nail art&lt;/span&gt;.  It might me my next addiction. Haay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Got home at 7pm na. Gawd, 2 hours late than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~ My Reply ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;name: Abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;question: pa-link! thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;link: http://abbyyyyyy.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; No prob! ;p Pero not now. Antok na ko eh. Maybe tomorrow or some other time.  I'll link you, promise. Just remind me. I might forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111436247814379475?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111436247814379475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111436247814379475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111436247814379475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111436247814379475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/04/alive-and-kickin.html' title='Alive and Kickin'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111427308873585480</id><published>2005-04-24T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:31:25.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Three years ago my journey began&lt;br /&gt;Chasin down this cure no plan in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just your pulse, my reason guiding the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just no wind with conviction from the start&lt;br /&gt;The moment your eyes made an introduction&lt;br /&gt;I felt my second violent breath of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Flawless to the point of bein Godly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yet I fell for all your imperfections &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its slightly weathered, its slightly worn&lt;br /&gt;Our hands gripped together until after the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I believe in ever after with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause life is a pleasure with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;And there aint no current in this river we cant ride&lt;br /&gt;I believe in ever after with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to the good times&lt;br /&gt;Feels like were floating when the rest of them climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You made me believe in love and not the perfect kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real messy beautiful, twisted sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Emotions: volcanic eruptions&lt;br /&gt;We both took care so were still alive&lt;br /&gt;Tunnel vision . . . determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I want you, I want to make it right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its slightly weathered its slightly worn&lt;br /&gt;Our hands still together until after the storm&lt;br /&gt;I believe in ever after with you&lt;br /&gt;Cause life is a pleasure with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;And there aint no current in this river we cant ride&lt;br /&gt;I believe in ever after with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my twisted sunshine&lt;br /&gt;You are my twisted sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********[n]o[t]i[c]e[]m[e]**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I can't think of any title kaya ganyan. I don't really know&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; [and the hell i care]&lt;/span&gt; if you'll find some connections. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's now official.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I would love to be a part of the Usths' Dance Squad.&lt;/span&gt; Too bad, kinakabahan ako for the upcoming audition. Hehe. So, pray for me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. [Sana matanggap ako.] &lt;/span&gt;The training isn't really that torturing. [As what I've said to some of my friends after the first one. ;p] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanayan lang talaga.&lt;/span&gt; And I'm getting used to it na. Thank God, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As for my jazz workshop, I let my cousin attend the remaining sessions. 10 pa yun.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayang.&lt;/span&gt;  Pero if you come to think of it, okay din naman. Joining the Usths-Ds is a whole lot bigger&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [and not to mention, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; oppurtunity. So my decision is right. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111427308873585480?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111427308873585480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111427308873585480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111427308873585480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111427308873585480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/04/sugar-spice-and-everything-nice.html' title='Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111340887902466873</id><published>2005-04-14T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T00:14:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Tired.</title><content type='html'>So for all those concerned, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Haha. Kapal.*&lt;/span&gt; I gave up my jazz lessons na. :( I swear I really enjoyed it. Kaya lang, my schedule for my jazz lessons and the summer training for Dance Squad is the same.  So the thing is, I have to choose ONLY one. That's why. :D I'm happy naman choosing Dance Suquad. I may only be on my first training day, but I promise, I know I'll be loving it. Teehee!ü Learning new things is FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;**Sorry, this entry sucks. Just to let you, people, know what's up with me. Wala lang. I promise to make a WHOLE LOT BETTER entry this weekend. I'm sleepy na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111340887902466873?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111340887902466873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111340887902466873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111340887902466873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111340887902466873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/04/tired-and-tired.html' title='Tired and Tired.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111306078528892985</id><published>2005-04-09T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T23:33:05.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selle's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yey! After a long time, my &lt;i&gt;über&lt;/i&gt;-busy schedule finally gave me a free time to blog. ( I love you, blog. Mwah.) And to make bawi, I'll make this one a long entry, and that's for sure. I'm not that certain if any angel STILL bother to visit this blog because I'm not updating it though. *wishes* Hihi. So what topic would I start blabbing about? Okay. Lemme start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt; Our last day of class was so much fun.&lt;/b&gt; I didn't get to stay long enough for bonding, though. It's alright for me. I stayed late in school during the last few days and I think it's more that enough if I would again stay late for the last day. But I stayed til &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="18"&gt;6pm.&lt;/st1:time&gt; :D Of course, I love Bustle. Wee! ;) After class, I joined Emary and Paolo woth their ala-CAT thingy. Super saya. Promise. We went on  marching  dun sa field until we reached the grand stand. When we were on the stage na, Paolo cramped. So being maloko that I am, I found an alternative. Hehe. I saw children sliding dun sa side ng stage. So I did their thing. Hehe. I slipped! What's funny pa is that Emary recorded that video sa phone. Kewl. What's NOT cool that time is that, Yan's phone was lost. And her parents won't be giving her another phone til i-don't-know-when though. Haay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Yan's birthday is fine. &lt;/b&gt;I prepped myself up for her birthday and arrived sa UST at 3:30 pm. Ella, Rica and Johann were sitting sa bench when i arrived. So Ella came with me and we left Johann and Rica alone. Haha. Date!? Dunno. We were making kwentos of different sorts and waited til Vhel arrived. So there were five of us, i think.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Ella, Rica, Me, Vhel, Lenz and Joseph.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We eat then pumunta kami sa rooftop. It's hella cold in there! Hehe.&lt;b&gt; I can feel the cold breeze even if I'm wearing a shirt.&lt;/b&gt; [&lt;i&gt;Wholesome na ko eh. Haha! ;)&lt;/i&gt;] They made kwentos about uhh, ghost and other stuffs, and I listened. Dad set a curfew for me that time that's why I told them I need to go home na by 8pm.  Kaya yun. Yan's uncle drove us off to UST. Thank God I'm 5 minutes ahead of the curfew&lt;i&gt;. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    By the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I started attending my summer dance workshop na. &lt;/span&gt;=) Jazz, baby. And my body hurts. Haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No pain, no gain.&lt;/span&gt; I know.  It's twice a week nga pala, for those who wanna stalk me. [Yucck! Kapal. ;p] Last Friday was my second session. And for the first time, no one fetch me and I don't know the way home. Good thing, I know two long-cuts. It's either I take a jeepney to España or to Project 6. I went to SM muna. [I took Proj. 6. ;p]  Then bought Candy's April Issue. Olivia Daytia's the cover girl. She's supah gorgeous! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;    After going to SM, I decided to drop by Tita Lota's clinic. She's an optometrist by the way. She's so nice. She conducted the check-up for free. :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to wear glasses na nga pala.&lt;/span&gt; And it's color pink. I'll be getting it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111306078528892985?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111306078528892985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111306078528892985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111306078528892985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111306078528892985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/04/selles-back.html' title='Selle&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111234881156052542</id><published>2005-04-01T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T17:46:51.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was Sick</title><content type='html'>Owkei. So I haven't blog for quite a while because I have been sick for 2 days.  Btw, I've been busy making a site in Geocities. I  made it laboriously. I just hope my effort would pay-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111234881156052542?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111234881156052542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111234881156052542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111234881156052542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111234881156052542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/04/was-sick.html' title='Was Sick'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111190761346444872</id><published>2005-03-27T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T15:13:33.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Teentalk's still down. Damn. It's been down for like, 3 days already? And I AM BORED.. yet HAPPY. :D School's back tomorrow. Though it's the last 2 days na. Haay. I'll surely miss them. Promise. This school year is really the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best school year for me&lt;/span&gt;.  Okay, so here  I am, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagdradrama nanaman&lt;/span&gt;. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111190761346444872?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111190761346444872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111190761346444872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111190761346444872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111190761346444872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111184910338208655</id><published>2005-03-26T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T23:01:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Sleepy</title><content type='html'>My bro has been sick since yesterday. That's why I got the chance to use the computer for two whole days. Yiipee! Oh, I might not be able to use it tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck. He's starting to feel well already.&lt;/span&gt; (Haha. I'm a mean sister, I know. ;p) I've been busy making a new site in Geocities. It isn't finished yet. My hands are already tired typing and uploading pics. Would you believe it? I made a new account in Photobucket for the pics in my site - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;473 pics all in all. &lt;/span&gt;Phew! I just hope its worth the effort. :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't really have plans to upload a lot of pics. &lt;/span&gt;But since Jm and I fought again (Doi. As usual.), he might be deleting my files. So what I did was upload all of them. Images in Photobucket and documents in Geocities. My site is messed up pa. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Langya.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway,  Good Noght and Sweet Dreams, people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*Muah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111184910338208655?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111184910338208655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111184910338208655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111184910338208655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111184910338208655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/tired-and-sleepy.html' title='Tired and Sleepy'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111174149694641727</id><published>2005-03-25T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T17:08:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie</title><content type='html'>eii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/16207640/"&gt;me!Ü&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic's nice and the whole poems sooo freakiin good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. . I love it. ;p Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111174149694641727?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111174149694641727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111174149694641727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111174149694641727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111174149694641727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/lookie.html' title='Lookie'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111172290713065308</id><published>2005-03-25T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T11:55:07.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried and Bored</title><content type='html'>Ate Gel's been rushed to the hospital yesterday. Gawd, I'm really worried bout her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Na-raspa sya.&lt;/span&gt; The day before, the went to the doctor for her check-up coz she's bleeding. The doctor said it's threatened abortion. And if the baby would stay in Ate's womb longer, Ate Gel would be in danger. Haay. Then yun. Yesterday,  she starts complaining na that she's feeling the pain. Gawd, she's very pale that time. After a lot of bleeding, the fetus came out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ampu!!&lt;/span&gt; Nakakaawa. I saw it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn Archer's gone.&lt;/span&gt; :'( Yep, that was supposed to be the baby's name. I felt sad for Ate Gel and Kuya Charles. When they're ready to have the baby na,  it's the time God took Shawn away naman. Langya. Anyway, Ate Gel's 16 pa lang naman. She's young and would have a lot of chances.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    After the visit, we went home and I prepped myself up for the Bisita Iglesia. Wahahah. I went with my tita. We're planning to have a road trip sana. Kaso we're supposed to follow Uncle Bob. (they're ahead of us) Fuck. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suuuupper bagal.&lt;/span&gt; Haay. I know why. ;p The passengers were the old ones na. My Lola and yung iba pa naming relatives. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we got home, I'm already dead-tired. &lt;/span&gt;Hehe. I think it's around 11:30 pm na. I ate noodles, changed my clothes then slept na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Today. Uhh, nothing. Yep, I mean here nothing.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nothing to do, nothing to eat, nothing ot watch. &lt;/span&gt;Daaang. I'm so effing bored. Then, WALA PANG ONLINE. Phew! I miss St. Basil. I miss my classmates. Haaay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111172290713065308?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111172290713065308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111172290713065308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111172290713065308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111172290713065308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/worried-and-bored.html' title='Worried and Bored'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111154705244259007</id><published>2005-03-23T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T11:04:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew!</title><content type='html'>Free at last! School will be back on Monday pa. Yessh! Btw, went home at 8pm yesterday. Haha. Our dismissal's 11am and the rest is bonding time. Woohoo! After the test, Bhie and I made our practical test in Health. Then afterwards, I helped my classmates make their P.E. project coz exempted aop diba? :D We finished at 2pm and then ate at Maxx's. Tapos there are only 7 of us left. Krizza, Ella, Rica, Vhel, Paul Jan, Toffer and Me... We waited till 5:30 pm coz full pa yung Sala that time. [Take note: 3:30 pa lang nun.] While waiting, a lot made alibis for our parents to allow us to stay till 7. The common alibi? &lt;i&gt;"Di pa po namin tapos yung project namin sa PE eh."&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;"Dun po kami sa bahay ni (name ng classmate namin). Tatapusin lang namin yung project."&lt;/i&gt;LOL. I told Dad the truth naman. ;p We watched &lt;b&gt;Original Sin&lt;/b&gt; sa Sala. Hehe. Yun. Ang saya! Sayang naman, kung kelan mas naging close ang Bustle, lapit na matap0s yung school year. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I haven't been telling all of you bout Ate Roxanne pa. Nasa Stardance sya. Told yah. She reaaally dances very well. As in. :D Though she didn't made it to the final 6, I'm still proud of her. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111154705244259007?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111154705244259007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111154705244259007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111154705244259007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111154705244259007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/phew.html' title='Phew!'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111138079564426759</id><published>2005-03-21T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:53:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Examination Day</title><content type='html'>Hehe. 2nd day of exam. And Mam Joy caught me talking to Mai. Oh joy. Good thing she only told me to put my papers down since i was using it to cover my face. The tests were hella hard. Not really hard but not THAT easy. Don't blame me. I studied well last weekend. :D Btw, we'll have a qualifying tests (for tthe tracking next year) on the 28th. Haaay. Eventhough it's almost summer na, I we still have loads of stuffs to do. We have to pass our Biology notes to Mam Rosales tomorrow. Guess what? I'm not yet even starting! Hehe. &lt;i&gt;'Bahala na si Batman. ;)&lt;/i&gt; Oh, I have Japoy Lizardo's new number na. Waluh lan. Juz wanna tell. Til here nalang. I'll study for tomorrow's tests pa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111138079564426759?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111138079564426759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111138079564426759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111138079564426759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111138079564426759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/2nd-examination-day.html' title='2nd Examination Day'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111124532106299425</id><published>2005-03-19T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:15:21.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACRONYMS</title><content type='html'>I found some acronyms. Actually, Bhie gave me a copy of this. Lost it nga lang. Hehe. These remind me of the slum-book craze back in 3rd grade. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.O.L.L.A.N.D. - Hope Our Love Lasts And Never Dies.&lt;br /&gt;I.T.A.L.Y. - I Trust And Love You.&lt;br /&gt;L.I.B.Y.A. - Love Is Beautiful; You Also.&lt;br /&gt;F.R.A.N.C.E. - Friendships Remain And Never Can End.&lt;br /&gt;C.H.I.N.A. - Come Here.. I Need Affection.&lt;br /&gt;B.U.R.M.A. - Between Us, Remember Me Always.&lt;br /&gt;N.E.P.A.L. - Never Ever Part As Lovers.&lt;br /&gt;I.N.D.I.A. - I Nearly Died In Adoration.&lt;br /&gt;K.E.N.Y.A. - Keep Everything Nice, Yet Arousing.&lt;br /&gt;C.A.N.A.D.A. - Cute And Naughty Action that Developed into Attraction&lt;br /&gt;K.O.R.E.A. - Keep Optimistic Regardless of Every Adversity.&lt;br /&gt;E.G.Y.P.T. - Everything’s Great, You Pretty Thing!&lt;br /&gt;R.U.S.S.I.A. - Romance Under the Sky &amp;amp; Stars is Intimate Always.&lt;br /&gt;M.A.N.I.L.A. - May All Nights Inspire Love Always.&lt;br /&gt;B.A.L.I.W.A.G. - Beauty And Love I Will Always Give.&lt;br /&gt;M.A.L.A.B.O.N. - May A Lasting Affair Be Ours Now.&lt;br /&gt;I.M.U.S. - I Miss U, Sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;P.A.S.I.G. - Please Always Say I’m Gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;C.E.B.U. - Change Everything... But Us.&lt;br /&gt;P.E.R.U. - Porget Everyone... Remember Us.&lt;br /&gt;P.A.R.A.N.A.Q.U.E. - Please Always Remain Adorable, Nice And Quiet Under Ecstacy.&lt;br /&gt;T.O.N.D.O. - Tonight’s Our Night, Dearest One.&lt;br /&gt;P.A.S.A.Y. - Pretty And sexy Are You.&lt;br /&gt;Y.E.M.E.N. - ‘Yugyugan Every Morning, Every Night.&lt;br /&gt;M.A.R.L.B.O.R.O. - Men Always Remember Love Because Of Romance Only.&lt;br /&gt;Y.A.M.A.H.A. - You Are My Angel! Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;P.H.I.L.I.P.P.I.N.E.S. - Pumping Hot.. I Love It! Please Please.. I Need Erotic Stimulation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yep, BITCHOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;B = Babe&lt;br /&gt;I = In&lt;br /&gt;T = Total&lt;br /&gt;C = Control of&lt;br /&gt;H = Herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B = Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I = Intelligent&lt;br /&gt;T = Talented&lt;br /&gt;C = Charming&lt;br /&gt;H = Hell of a Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B = Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I = Individual&lt;br /&gt;T = That&lt;br /&gt;C = Can&lt;br /&gt;H = Handle anything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111124532106299425?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111124532106299425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111124532106299425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111124532106299425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111124532106299425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/acronyms.html' title='ACRONYMS'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111123966707278879</id><published>2005-03-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:41:07.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S. Y. 04-05: 10 Months of Learning and Exploring. Discovering Myself.</title><content type='html'>This school year is almost over. It has been exciting for me. This was the school year wherein I felt like I've been really true to myself. I've met a lot of people who made me see all new exciting things that life has to offer. Though I've regretted some, I'm still thankful that I've made it this far, surviving the obstacles of being a 2nd year high school student. :D I'll surely miss my classmates. Although I know we might still be classmates next school year. I'll miss those after-class hang-outs wherein we honestly share our thoughts and personal problems with each other. This is the only class where I felt comfortable sharing my life with. I made my life an open book to them. Honestly, I can say that I've found my home. Saint Basil 04-05. The best toh, di matitibag. ;) Though I admit we aren't that solid. We still rock as one. I've been blessed my God by letting me meet those people whom you know, you can treasure for life. They're for keeps, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111123966707278879?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111123966707278879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111123966707278879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111123966707278879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111123966707278879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/s-y-04-05-10-months-of-learning-and.html' title='S. Y. 04-05: 10 Months of Learning and Exploring. Discovering Myself.'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11554410.post-111122919423909428</id><published>2005-03-19T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T18:46:34.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;marquee direction="up"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always ask me&lt;br /&gt;Those words i say&lt;br /&gt;And telling me what it means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;You always act this way&lt;br /&gt;For how many times i told you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;For this is all i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me and hold me&lt;br /&gt;And you will see&lt;br /&gt;The love i give&lt;br /&gt;For you still hold the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;You always act this way&lt;br /&gt;For how many times i told you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;For this is all i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;br /&gt;Even the sky will tell you&lt;br /&gt;That i need you so&lt;br /&gt;For this is all i know&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me and hold me&lt;br /&gt;And you will see&lt;br /&gt;The love i give&lt;br /&gt;For you still hold the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;You always act this way&lt;br /&gt;For how many times i told you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;For this is all i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go&lt;br /&gt;[never go away]&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go away&lt;br /&gt;[never go]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11554410-111122919423909428?l=xxsellexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/feeds/111122919423909428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11554410&amp;postID=111122919423909428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111122919423909428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11554410/posts/default/111122919423909428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxsellexx.blogspot.com/2005/03/ill-never-go.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Go'/><author><name>seLLe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01246322787788608396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
