<?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-19995223</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:59:38.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life may be tough.. But we'll always have each other's back..</title><subtitle type='html'>When you think back on all we've done,
I hope you're proud...

When you look back and see how far we've come...
It was our time to shine
And nobody could hold us down...

They thought they'd see us fall
But we stood so tall...

Whenever you remember times gone by..
Remember how we held our heads so high..

When all this world was there for us..
And we believed that we could touch the sky...(",)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-8303389389411411334</id><published>2008-07-28T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:03:40.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm barely holding on *01</title><content type='html'>Haha. Yeah. So many posts in a day. And still, this doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not gonna write you a love song.." Maybe, I will.. Some time soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, my dear bezzies haven't been writing here. Well, guess no one knows that this still exists now, right? I haven't opened this blog for the longest time. I'm sorry, I've been busy with other stuffs. And I've been posting on my own blog and multiply since this is really not mine. hehe. And I also have a lot to think about these past few weeks and a lot to worry about as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mandsci last friday. Well, let us not elaborate on that. Let us just discuss what happened last Saturday. It was weird. Mico, Anne, Carla and Kim went to our house to have a little chitchat and catch up with some things. Mico had to go home early because they still had a dance practice, I think. So, girls were left at home. We watched "Alone" and had some shrieking fits (so the whole thing was just plain noisy). It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day, I was kinda blank. Reality caught up with me. And I'm not going to elaborate on that. That's way too personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just an update. Have fun guys. Take care! Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**the worst weekend ever**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-8303389389411411334?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/8303389389411411334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=8303389389411411334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8303389389411411334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8303389389411411334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-barely-holding-on-01.html' title='I&apos;m barely holding on *01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-7606966908204182528</id><published>2008-04-06T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:46:06.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SuMmEr</title><content type='html'>So what's up with my summer...? nothing!!! hahaha.. i got the chance to update my own blog last night.. im satisfied with that, i guess.. the posts are kinda long.. i dont think anyone's gonna read them anyway.. heehee...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh.. What to write about??? My stupidity? Irritations? Badtripz?? hahaha.. nevermind those.. I dont wanna think about them anyway.. I'm going to write something about a movie.. My Bestfriend's Wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally dislike the plot of the movie.. Not that it was hideous or something.. The reason's personal (duh.. but not too personal, that is) so no offense to the writers and producers.. Heehee.. The lead character (Roberts) was in a very pitiful state.. I felt for her.. But i guess that's what one gets if one takes things for granted. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this movie the other night. I actually didnt get to see the outset of the movie but I saw majority of it so I got the sense.. I would prefer the movie to have a cute little ending where she gets to find her true love so as to give the movie a happier ending.. She really seemed desperate to win her bestfriend's heart.. And it didnt look good. Guess she should've never let him go in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh.. I dont wanna continue anymore.. This sucks.. Hahaha..!! Anyway.. I would've proceed to the next movie.. But i'm totally wiped out today.. And Laziness is creepin' up on me at this very moment.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's up with my dear friends right now.. Haven't you noticed that I'm the only one updating this blog.. Might as well call it mine??? heeellllooooo.. dear bezzies!?!??!?!?! whaddup!?!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. Have a nice summer, guyz!! i hope you enjoy!! make the most of it!!! well, especially to those who are about to enter college.. hahahahaha... a humongous school's gonna be a big shock, i guess.. hahahaha... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanie01/2.7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-7606966908204182528?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/7606966908204182528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=7606966908204182528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/7606966908204182528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/7606966908204182528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer.html' title='SuMmEr'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-8341985663253199792</id><published>2008-03-18T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T04:15:35.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ReALiTy ChEcK</title><content type='html'>Kakatapos lang ng recollection namin kanina.. Ayon, masaya naman (at hindi po kami nagdrawing ng puno ,bes:D) Ang kulet nung speaker.. Pero may sense pa rin yung sinasabi nya.. Natuto ako.. "No one is perfect unless you learn to love them.(prang gnyn un)" Someone will just be perfect the moment that you learn to love him, i guess. So true. But the "Nobody's perfect" would seem so evil then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality bites: Emptiness. Gone. Nil. Nada. Get the idea? Guess you do. Well, I think you should. Hahahaha.. I am too tired of being neglected. So sick of love songs. Nyahahahaha.. Drama mode! Nope. Not really. I feel good, actually. I still love love songs.. (Can you make one? Guess not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my dear friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guyz. Hell. I can tell that we've been through a lot! You've just made my highschool life a very "cute" one.. And not to mention a bit "evil". Guess I just want to say that you've made me a whole lot stronger and better. How can I put up with everything in school without you? Hahahaha.. i can't imagine. Well, I hope our friendship will stay strong as it is today (and will grow stronger by the minute..) despite our individual differences. No friendship is perfect, we all know that for sure. But I know that our shortcomings make it a little closer to perfect everytime. Hahahaha.. I gotta stop the drama now. I just want to say thanks for accepting me for who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R9-jfxmn7dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tok--XXHAMI/s1600-h/JS%20Prom%20practice%20moments%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179037862785969618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R9-jfxmn7dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tok--XXHAMI/s320/JS%2520Prom%2520practice%2520moments%2520001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Rosie, Katz, Vikz, Couz, Anne, Mommy K, Carla, and Nory.. THANKS GUYZ!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**counting down the days***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. kng cnu pla ngbbsa nto, pcomment naman.. hahaha.. ala lng.. just wnna know who...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Lost in Love...wanie13***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-8341985663253199792?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/8341985663253199792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=8341985663253199792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8341985663253199792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8341985663253199792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/03/reality-check.html' title='ReALiTy ChEcK'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R9-jfxmn7dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tok--XXHAMI/s72-c/JS%2520Prom%2520practice%2520moments%2520001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-5941163677896078131</id><published>2008-03-16T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:28:09.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dON'T aSK mE...</title><content type='html'>Hahaha.. Don't ask me why but if you notice any change, i guess you deserve a good explanation. Which I don't have. So this is technically a waste of time. Well, don't blame me. You cannot control the heart. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an update of what i have recently been up to. Sleep in school. Watch dvd's in school, yearbook, newsletter, ford trips (laguna and slex), engage in conversation wth friends, forum with class, patch things up, gm (a lot!), attend a wedding (and mess it up.. well, mess my part up, to be correct..) and a whole lot of time-wasting activities... heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day's going to be on the 2nd day of April.. What's up with that? They are going to hold us within the school for like how many weeks of boredom before they let us go to the wild (beyong secondary school, that is..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy.. more updates next time.. I gotta go.. Someone's telling me off already.. I have to sleep now.. hahahahaha...:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great day! last 10 days to go! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-5941163677896078131?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/5941163677896078131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=5941163677896078131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/5941163677896078131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/5941163677896078131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-ask-me.html' title='dON&apos;T aSK mE...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-2075411099216249791</id><published>2008-03-07T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:16:36.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing. Just pieces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BROADENING APPERCEPTION &lt;/strong&gt;(oratorical piece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Curiosity is playing its tricks on me again. It has written a big question mark on my head after this unfamiliar, disembodied word. This word is, then, followed by a train of queries that has shaken my youthful morale. Everybody knows about it. None wants me to. And a lot of ‘why’s’ have flown through. “Why does it seem like there is something more to the word than what they want me to be aware of?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Days have flown by and the realms of my knowledge have expanded beyond my reach. And now, my awareness has made me vulnerable to the existence of a process significant to human life. Sex. Scientifically, it is defined as the male and female duality of biology and reproduction. It is a vital element in the accouchement of offspring, thus increasing the longevity of human perseity. But still, it is a forbidden term in the commonsensical world. Mentioning it seems to be a crime not to be committed by young ladies like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A new age has dawned. Here comes a new decade: a decade of liberation and sophistication, especially for the adolescents who dominate the society.  The blank expanse of innocence has been slowly filled with an ominous mass of intellect and judgment of reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A natural occurrence such as sex has been practiced since the very outset of man’s existence. It is a biological process that involves the union of man and woman, usually after the sacrament of marriage, where they are able to produce a young one to complete the smallest unit of the community—a family. But this fact is existent only for those who abide by what is morally right; its range goes beyond the bond of marriage. It is an act of love, of pleasure and sometimes, of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The history of sex can be mapped out from the ancestral paths of India, where the first literature regarding sexual intercourse as a science can be traced. Culture and religion have played a significant role in the scientific development of the subject. Sex is a cultural rite of fertility which is done to develop the land’s productivity. Other literatures about sexual intercourse have been made, such as the Kama Sutra, the most prolific secular text in the world. Even Mesopotamians are part of the historical lineage of sex. The matriarchy in their culture, which revolves around the fertility goddess, Ishtar, implies the significance of sex in their culture. In this period, there exists a temple where every woman is required to go to, usually after marriage, and wait for a stranger to throw silver on her lap. She will then have sex with the stranger before she is allowed to go home. She is never allowed to refuse a stranger. Then comes the patriarchal period where the glory of Ishtar has taken a sudden drop, male gods have surfaced and so does the prostitutes who render sexual services for a price. There also exist male prostitutes who are culturally accepted. At a later stage of Babylonian culture, the attitude has changed: the Middle Assyrian Law Tablets, dating back to 12th century BC make it clear that some kinds of homosexuality can lead to castration. As in most civilizations, incest of any kind is strictly forbidden and is considered a capital crime. In addition, China also has a significant interpretation of sex: sexual intercourse is one of two fundamental models used to explain the world. With neither embarrassment nor circumlocution, Heaven is described as having sexual intercourse with Earth. In Japan, eroticism is treated as a central part of the esthetic life of members of the nobility. The sexual interactions of Prince Genji, the central figure in this extremely long story, are described in great detail, in an objective tone of voice, and in a way that indicates that sexuality was as much a valued esthetic component of cultured life as would be music or any other of the arts. While most of his erotic interactions involve women, there is one telling episode in which Genji travels a fairly long distance to visit one of the women with whom he occasionally consorts but finds her away from home for an extended period. It being late, and intercourse already being on the menu of the day, Genji takes pleasure in the availability of the lady's younger brother whom, he reports, is equally satisfactory as an erotic partner. There also subsists the geishas who are actually women trained in arts such as music and cultured conversation, and who was available for non-sexual interactions with her male clientele. These women differed from the wives that their patrons probably had at home because, except for the geisha, women were ordinarily not expected to be prepared for anything other than the fulfillment of household duties. But other geishas also express themselves sexually and in other erotic ways.  The continuous chronicle of the history of sex briefly explains the difference in its elucidation in the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having narrated a part of its history, it can be said that sex plays an integral role in the culture of man’s ancestors. But that doesn’t mean that it has always played a beneficial role in the social order. It has distorted lives of many, altered the course of the world’s history and, moreover, destroyed the lives of the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a young lady with a great respect for human life. Life is the supreme bequest that the Father has blessed His children. It is His mandate, His word, to procreate and inhabit the world and be keepers of His creations. But man has twisted neurons that did not seem to have intertwined in the proper places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this century of drastic global metamorphosis, I am witnessing thousands of young women, in my age, carrying a baby in their womb. And this budding life within them may be a product of either the good or the bad. The former may refer to the youth’s pregnancy due to an undisciplined young love while the latter may refer to child prostitution or rape. Regardless of the raison d'être, I now know why elders tend to keep me away from more knowledge about sex than I ought to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prostitution is just one of the many sexual abuse-related global issues that has been addling humanity. It is technically defined as sexual activity in exchange for a price. It is an immoral act of selling one’s soul to salvage life from the grasp of Poverty, an immediate yet temporary living for the provision of essential needs in life. Ironic enough, it is similar to selling the most important constituent of life in exchange of one’s basic needs such as food, clothing and lodgings. Sadly, the youth composes the majority of the victims in this dirty business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me! Save our souls! Save our being! This is the plea of millions of girls whose rights for protection and proper and healthy living have been deprived. This is the cry of thousands of women who have not claimed freedom from sexual abuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An act of procreation and preservation of life need not be an act of abuse and degradation. It need not be a final resort in response to utter desperation. Life is precious and the body is its sacred chamber. Sex should be an act of life perpetuation and not of soul violation. It is a process that should be interwoven with a logical intellect and a disciplined character so as not to bring about destruction of one’s own life, of others’ lives and of the life about to be born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awareness has been incorporated, as in many countries world-wide which have coalesced sex education in the curriculum, and Character is being honed for years now. It’s time to step up and stand against prostitution, sexual abuse, human trafficking, and pornography. Beyond that, AIDS (acquired immunodeficiency syndrome) is a more raging battle to fight and win over. It is an incurable disease wherein the HIV (human immunodeficiency virus) is transmitted through the form of anal, vaginal or oral sex, blood transfusion, contaminated hypodermic needles, exchange between mother and baby during pregnancy, childbirth, or breastfeeding, or other exposure to one of the above bodily fluids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity is slowly decreasing now. A light has shone high above my intellect. There is always a choice and it is never too late to choose what is right. Now, ladies, let’s talk about sex. I want to hear what you’ve got to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAKE WAY FOR THE FUTURE&lt;/strong&gt;(essay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking ahead, I could see the unwelcoming sight of a child writhing in hunger pain and crying her eyes out by the side of the dimly lit alleyway. On the right was a young one, with a thin physique but had an overly bulky tummy, a sign of being improperly fed. Around the corner slouched a mother with her children by her side. Though they seemed to be sleeping soundly, their worn-out dress, tear-stained visages and empty hands could tell how difficult life was for them. The face of the child seemed to be pleading, asking for help and compassion and crying for a hand to pull him out of his dreadful misery. Through his eyes, one could see hunger—a hunger for nourishing food, for unfailing justice and for loving empathy. One could see the anguish that was too much for a child to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the walls of our existence, had the ill-fated members of the society, most especially the young who had never heard of nor experienced the life that was truly meant for them ever crossed our mind? Wasn’t it heartbreaking to take all the blessings that we have for granted knowing that there were fellows outside the four walls of our sanctuary who were starving, crying, and, moreover, dying? It might have not yet settled in our system, but a woman of great nobility had already made a remarkable stride to aid the “hope of the future” and to relieve them of their heavy burden and empty bellies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Fe Del Mundo opened the minds of the populace to the reality of the existence of such children who are deprived of their basic needs which made them vulnerable to diseases. The young ones were her main concern and she dedicated her life for their well-being. I could say that she was a very dedicated young woman, having attended the College of Medicine in the University of the Philippines, from which she graduated first, and Harvard and Columbia Universities, which led to a residency at Billings Hospital in Chicago and a research fellowship at the Harvard Medical School. She was able to organize a Children’s Home, to aid Allied internees in Sto. Tomas University premises and to direct the Manila Children’s Hospital. With such overwhelming achievements, her desire to touch the lives of the depressed never faltered. Another upshot of her hard work was the Children’s Medical Center in Quezon City, in 1957, and the Institute of Maternal and Child Health, the edifice of which was her own property. The said institute educated doctors, nurses and paramedical workforce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened my mind to the reality that a vast number of people are desperately pleading for care and sympathy, for food and shelter, and for love and affection. Her self-effacing determination to carry out a rather tedious task of initiating the now-vast programs promoting health and development of the young provided an inspiration and motivation to me and to anyone who is willing to be of service to the young and the needy. Anything seemed possible if we set our mind to it and had the determination and dedication to see the work through. A bit of patience, a sprinkle of perseverance, a trickle of hope and a chunk of love could make extraordinary wonders for the hopeless who needed attention. By her example, I was taught that to be moved by the plight of others, especially of those in need, was one thing but acting upon it was another. Moreover, I was also enlightened that to be able to make things possible, hard work, determination, and sacrifice are essential. These ideologies make our toil more worth it than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Her righteous and dedicated deeds were recognized locally and internationally but never did her sight of the right waver. Her mind worked tirelessly and her heart beat selflessly. Her actions moved thousands of people and aided millions of children who most need her heartfelt compassion and enduring endeavor to alleviate their scarcity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking past the streets of our beloved land, one could see the change brought about by Fe Del Mundo’s efforts. The magnitude of the hungry and the malnourished decreased but they were still existent in our society. Unless every individual would take pride in Dr. Del Mundo’s masterpiece and would follow her lead, these unfortunate citizens would never cease to exist. Every single person should keep in mind that a person, in the form of Dr. Del Mundo, had already proven that it was possible to make our world a better place, especially for the children of the nation who were given the load of leading the development of the society’s “tomorrow.” Citizens of the present were already given an inspiration, a model to look up to and a motivation to spearhead a notion to prioritize the young so as to secure the very existence of our realms. Dr. Fe Del Mundo’s life conveyed a message to the public never to obstruct the way of the heart if it would move accordingly toward the deprived, the underprivileged, the poverty-stricken and, most especially, toward the young. A replica of heroism, patriotism and love, Dr. Fe Del Mundo well deserved the 1977 Ramon Magsaysay Award for Public Service, for she had taught every individual to persevere in order to achieve the best especially if the actions were beneficial to those who were in most need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDUCATION AND INFORMATION: KEY TO CONSUMER EMPOWERMENT&lt;/strong&gt;(oratorical piece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I am a constituent of the nation’s economy, a significant member of the society to whom our country depends, to whom our lives depends on.&lt;br /&gt;            I am a valuable individual whose power over the nation is endless, though this you may not fully comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;            I can be an asset to the industry or a glitch in our progress.&lt;br /&gt;            I AM A CONSUMER. I am a part of the ecosystem of business, of politics, of every industry that you can think of. There cannot be a society without my existence.&lt;br /&gt;            I travel the isles of economy in search of the perfect trade. Although the days of the great Galleons are gone, the trade in which I participate is just as significant as those initiated by Spain and Portugal. Gone are the swords, silks and spices that spend long days at sea before the time of the trade upon various shores arrived. And yet, just as it was in the 15th century, my actions still fuel the ever-changing market; my decisions affect the vast sea of commerce. I am often cheated; I am often the subject of deception, yet I know that I am one yet never alone in the endless search for fairness and equanimity among the unstable grounds of the industry.&lt;br /&gt;            In the chess-like game of supply and demand, I am both king and pawn. I dictate the demand by my tastes and preferences, yet I am merely a tool in the bigger picture. I seem to serve to make the industry more prosperous, to make circumstances more propitious to the businessmen and women of the globe. But, as a consumer, I deserve to obtain my money’s worth. I deserve to receive what I bargained for. That is the precisely the reason why I must strive to strengthen my ideals, priorities, knowledge and virtues when sailing in the seas of the corporate world. &lt;br /&gt; I play a big role in keeping businesses afloat. And so, companies must adjust to the needs and wants of clients. These companies and their officials are aware of the guidelines governing how they serve their patrons. Unfortunately, most are oblivious of the rights they have as consumers, as well as the proper way to utilize these rights. Without sufficient awareness, it is certainly difficult for me, as a consumer, to be empowered and to create a rapport between me and the producers.&lt;br /&gt; I have the rights to basic needs, safety, representation and information. I also have the right to choose, to redress, to consumer education and to a healthy environment. The right to be compensated for misinterpretation, shoddy goods or unsatisfactory services, is exercised when I make a move when I am misled by the unscrupulous bandit. I then take a stand and exercise my right to redress.&lt;br /&gt;            In our present time and place, I believe that education and information are the keys to the empowerment of those who are like me; those who utilize economic goods; those who are the elixirs of the meticulous laws of supply and demand. Those who are on the receiving end of the indomitable environments and broadcasts that seek, sometimes to inform and sometimes to take advantage of my role in the community. In order not to be fooled by these boundless games, I strive to educate myself.             &lt;br /&gt; What is consumer education? Consumer education is the process of gaining the knowledge and skills needed in managing consumer resources and taking actions to influence the factors which affet consumer decision. &lt;br /&gt; Consumer education offers more than knowledge and skills; it promotes critical thinking, problem solving and action.&lt;br /&gt;            Modern tools, such as the internet, are very useful inventions which allow me to gain a greater sense of my power as a consumer. It is also an increasingly influential factor in education. These tools allow me to further ponder upon the repercussions of my choices. They provide me with information that is vital to my understanding of the economy and the system which governs it.&lt;br /&gt;            Information. The communication or reception of knowledge or intelligence.        &lt;br /&gt;            Information, as a concept, bears a diversity of meanings, from everyday usage to technical settings. Generally speaking, the concept of information is closely related to notions of constraint, communication, control, data, form, instruction, knowledge, meaning, mental stimulus, pattern, perception, and representation.&lt;br /&gt;            It is the knowledge obtained from investigation, study, or instruction. It may come in the form of written documents or through word of mouth. &lt;br /&gt;            I must admit, though, that not all information is indispensable in the quest towards the empowerment of the consumer. Indeed, a rigorous and yet rewarding aspect of the digestion of information is the process of deducing which of the presented ideas are helpful, useful and beneficial to one’s purposes. These ideas, once analyzed, may then be communicated to a larger audience who will benefit from the efforts. &lt;br /&gt;            An integrated set of components for collecting, storing, processing, and communicating information is referred to as an information system. Business firms, other organizations, and individuals in contemporary society rely on information systems to manage their operations, compete in the marketplace, supply services, and improve personal lives. &lt;br /&gt;            For instance, modern corporations rely on computerized information systems to process financial accounts and manage human resources; municipal governments rely on information systems to provide basic services to its citizens; and consumers use information systems to study, shop, bank, and invest.&lt;br /&gt;            As major new technologies for recording and processing information have been invented, new methods of production and advertisement have appeared. Thus, I, the consumer, must pay even more attention to the evolution of the economy around me. I must become aware of the benefits of the information systems and the advantages that they offer. I must also be vigilant regarding the value of my money. I must be watchful of my decisions as a consumer.  I believe that the educated and responsible consumer is an empowered citizen and leader. Am I not best protected when I am well-informed?&lt;br /&gt;            I am emboldened by my choices. I am an instrument of fairness. I exhibit the traits which make me an invaluable resource-- these traits are honesty, integrity, wisdom and constant vigilance. &lt;br /&gt;            I am borne of the ever changing tides of the corporate world. I am a sailor in the sea of commerce. I set my sails to the winds of the developing industry. I live my life by the current of the growing economy.  I am a child of the laws of supply and demand. I am warrior on the side of equanimity; my battleground is the trade in which I participate. I am inspired by education. I am empowered by information. I AM A CONSUMER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-2075411099216249791?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/2075411099216249791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=2075411099216249791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2075411099216249791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2075411099216249791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-just-pieces.html' title='Nothing. Just pieces.'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-2482209346518674401</id><published>2008-02-09T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T04:53:56.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>by: Roseann Ramirez and Mico Subosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OUTLET OF ANGER: PART 2&lt;br /&gt;To the insesitive self-centered wart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Stupid. Are you feeling fine?&lt;br /&gt;How do you do today?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the wrath that's mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Moron. You are worse than chewed-up gum&lt;br /&gt;I really wish you don't exist,&lt;br /&gt;You're stupid and just plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Dimwit. I wish you'd go poof!&lt;br /&gt;Could you be any worse than this?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, stop being aloof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Egghead. We can't stand you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you vaporize now?&lt;br /&gt;You're moronic right down to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Cretin. How can you be so dense?&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you hurt her,&lt;br /&gt;You caused her much offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Pimple. Why can't you swallow your pride?&lt;br /&gt;You're not even good-looking...&lt;br /&gt;In the Bell tower, you should hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Scatterbrain. You should deflate your head!&lt;br /&gt;Stop hurting the people around you,&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you shut up instead?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Freak! Why are you so insensitive?&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're the center of the solar system,&lt;br /&gt;Damn, you're hallucinative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Jerk. Jerk, jerk, JERK!&lt;br /&gt;You're shallower than a puddle,&lt;br /&gt;You're filled with filth and murk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Idiot. You think you're so smart.&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing but a worthless scum,&lt;br /&gt;How could you break her heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Vermin. Meeting you was a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;If I could have my way,&lt;br /&gt;I'd damn you to hell forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Loser. Life is wasted on you.&lt;br /&gt;You go around hurting people.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you get a clue?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Creep. Do you get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;You're a moron, a dimwit, a loser, a fake&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely the worst I've seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Stupid. You can go to hell!&lt;br /&gt;And take your insensitivity with you,&lt;br /&gt;with your despicable mortal shell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. rock on, rosie.. ang kulet nto.. hahaha...:D Nakakatuwa ang word creativity and imagination.. hahahaha... gnyn b tlga pg inspired? hahahaha...:D:D nice job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy.. got to go.. di ko n lam ggwn ko.. hahaha.. andmi pa.. geh, take care!! nytz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-2482209346518674401?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/2482209346518674401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=2482209346518674401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2482209346518674401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2482209346518674401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-2165432651213500293</id><published>2008-02-06T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T04:48:25.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue eyes blue</title><content type='html'>The city lights were glimmering beneath the midnight sky draped over the towering buildings. Those were the same lights that had been shining every night and had been illuminating the cold city streets. Those were the lights that deceived the reality of the darkness that looms over the locale. Then I realized that those were not beauties at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness concealed the correct path in the labyrinth of endeavors that man had to face. It hid the truth which the heart had been following. It enticed man to drown in the depths of his dreams, the realms of fantasy. It induced a deafening silence that broke the glass of articulation. It provided an escape but it was a resort to fear and weakness--a manifestation of outright avoidance of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inaantok n ko.. hehehe... nxt tym n q mgssulat..ansya nga pla knna.. hehehe.. duet ksma c sam c.. ang kulet.. d kaaya-ayang ikwento dto.. hehehe.. ms mgnda kng kwnto tlga, in person.. hehehe.. bsta.. nkktuwa un.. ehehehe.. ansaya...:D*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-2165432651213500293?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/2165432651213500293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=2165432651213500293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2165432651213500293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2165432651213500293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-eyes-blue.html' title='Blue eyes blue'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-8205301535587572261</id><published>2008-01-20T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T05:00:11.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another discovery...</title><content type='html'>I've been browsing through my own blog, the private one, and I've come across so many things which made me think A LOT. And this I've realized: diaries (and blogs, in that matter) are very important documentations of lives. I have been thinking of editing, deleting, etc etc some of the details that I've blogged. And I thought, "Why though?" What's the point of writing it then deleting it for the sake of other people? So I have come to conclude that I will never delete anything from my entries. If I would allow somebody I trust to read it, I'm really sorry if the entries would touch a nerve, would hurt or whatever. Those things are true. The things that I've written are true during the time that I've written them. And hello! Reality bites! THINGS CHANGE! SEASONS CHANGE! THOUGH SOMETIMES, PEOPLE DON'T (THAT'S WHAT THEY SAY), THINGS CHANGE.. So, regardless of what I've written, the latest posts are the ones that count the most for they are the current updates on my life. Sorry if I would hurt anyone. I don't mean to. I'm sorry. Again, I say, THINGS CHANGE!!!! I'VE CHANGED A BIT (JUST A BIT)... BUT IM STILL QUITE THE SAME.. THINGS CHANGE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-8205301535587572261?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/8205301535587572261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=8205301535587572261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8205301535587572261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8205301535587572261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-discovery.html' title='Another discovery...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-2488177008745778994</id><published>2008-01-17T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:53:51.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Learning the Art of...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;SOMETHING NEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5.5 hours, approximately, after the exams and I haven't been productive at all. My "kasipagan" level is slowly decreasing to my academic disadvantge and to my body's enjoyment and relaxation. But whatever. Something's up. It seems that my theory is right. My theory states that during dull moments or instances when my mind is free to wander anywhere it wishes to, I tend of think of so many deep, personal things that make me so vulnerable than when my mind is too preoccupied to think of more profound things, like when doing school works, etc etc. And now, I can't keep those thoughts at bay and they're gradually attacking my impuissance since my laziness is at an "up" level and my guards are down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that I'm a very vulnerable individual no matter how I pretend to be strong. This "self" thing is crushing me. This "love" thing is not really helping, it's more like confusing (See what I mean? I tend to think of these things during the dull moments). But, like I always say, there's a right time for everything. These things have to wait. I'm not saying that I'm forcing myself not fall in love. All I'm saying is that, I may fall but I'm not going to tell. There will be that random moment that It'll just come out of my mouth and everything will fall into place. But what if, at that moment, the one that I've fallen for is already gone? And so starts my endless mantra of indecipherable truth. Well, one comforting idea is that if one can really love, one can never leave. It's always there, no matter what. Time won't matter. There's only that one person, that only one who can stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is what I'm going to do. Back to basics for me. Come what may. Back to ground zero. It's going to be a whole new day tomorrow. And one helluva new schoolyear next year. I'm looking forward to it, actually (not particularly to the "love" thing--I'm not looking for it, I want it to find me..teehee.. And until it does, the true one, of course, then I'll let everything fall into place..) I'm going to stick to that beautiful randomness thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take anyone for granted. I'm only trying to get to know people for who they really are and how they are really like, behind the actors and actresses that they are. I'm really not into playing games. And I'm not worth messing with. Don't anyone dare mess with me or else, they'll regret it. Teehee.. I'm just keepin it real. There's already too much drama in the world and too much actors to mingle with, why don't we try something new? Why don't we try being true for once? Try it, it's going to be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of my own thoughts, I'm gonna go nuts if this holds until later. I'm going to try to muster some "sipag" to do some schoolworks since I've already released my personal burden. Hahaha. I'm gonna leave it at that for now. And I want to thank Carla too. She's been really great! She knows about this actually. AHAHAHAHA!! Thanks bezz..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, u guyz..(",) Be senstive, I think I'm starting to fall.. hahahahahahahahahhahaahhahaha... :)) kidz! cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enawor:punk_princess@me.com (chorva!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-2488177008745778994?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/2488177008745778994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=2488177008745778994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2488177008745778994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2488177008745778994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-learning-art-of.html' title='I&apos;m Learning the Art of...?'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-3436415708937304222</id><published>2008-01-01T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T07:22:44.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year? huh?</title><content type='html'>The forces of evil are trying to crush the human soul, letting it succumb into despair. This day marks another outset of the unknown waiting for us to unravel and to venture. My advice? Never let the forces of evil poison the very heart of the human soul and crumple morality into nothingness. This is not the way to begin life anew. This is not the way to live--to truly live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, ah! My mind is swirling, thoughts mingling with fear, anger, confusion, sadness. I am but a lowly individual, vulnerable to every force that nature's wrath is showing. Sadly, I now say that I am crippled by a force that overpowers those whose impuissance are greatest. The innocence that once bound my young mind has been poisoned by hate! oh, the hate! The hate that my heart has once contempted, the hate that I had used to hate! The hate that has overpowered my will is lingering. But i am weak. This weakness of mine has bound my hands from doing what is right and it has bound my heart from loving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind may be clouded by prejudice but I still hold honesty with a certain superiority. And I can not speak of otherwise, of something against the truth, especially against the truth of the feelings that my heart hold. This truth may be difficult to realize but it is always there and I can never speak against it. And this I state with truth: I dislike him in a level wherein I can never accept him as a part of me. Harsh, yes, of that harshness I am aware. But the weakness makes anyone vulnerable, easily taken into a wild ride towards the darker side of living. And I am weak. I am hurt. I am pained by what I am seeing, by his inconsistency, by his outright insensitivity. Never can I imagine someone as dear to me as he is hurt the people I thought he most cares about. or as dear to me as he was. or he most cared about. or just plain whatever. Did he even care? Did he even give a single thought of how I would feel? Of how we would feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask for an apology. This apology is for those who believe in the good. This is for those who have been hurt by my words. This is for those who think that immorality has poisoned my mind. This is for those who thought that they are wrongly informed of who I am. I am an individual who believes in a lot of things: love, honesty, respect, norms, eccentricity, fun, and even fairytales. But I am human, a weak one in that sense. I am capable of feeling, and I can be easily overpowered with the strongest of emotions. I am vulnerable. Especially in this aspectof my life. I do not allow others to inflict pain upon the people closest to my heart. I never want to see them hurt in any way. I bleed for every pain that they feel. And for evey pain I feel, impuissance reigns over me. And that enkindles a flame of hatred, the kind that you never want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know me partially, particularly in this aspect of me and probably the only part of me that you would know (for you never really wanted know me, you even showed care and concern in very minimal instances), understand this. You are hurting me as you are hurting the ones I love the most. For that, see the fire in my eyes, a flame of hatred, of anger and of sadness. See the broken soul inside of me which you insensitively broke. But you can never see otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Nyahaha... Happy new year.. its not a pretty literature, i know.. hehehe.. sma lng yan ng loob.. bk mgbgo dn yan.. pero as of now, s tngn ko totoo yan.. sma ng new year ko.. but im not going to let that ruin the rest of the year. It's just beginning anyway..(",) I have to be strong for them, for the ones I love. I have to be brave.(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, peepz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanie13(13 tlga! haha.. Congratz Christian!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-3436415708937304222?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/3436415708937304222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=3436415708937304222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/3436415708937304222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/3436415708937304222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-huh.html' title='happy new year? huh?'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-5025294055506880245</id><published>2007-12-26T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:11:16.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fairytale</title><content type='html'>All fairytales have princesses and knights. Their existence has become the mark of a colorful childhood, the inspiration of a magical growth and the foundation of an eternal faith in love. I have seen them. I have been a witness to colorful tales of the true and the timeless. And I have always been silently hoping that every single good detail of the tales are true.&lt;br /&gt; What would a good knight be like in this century? Could the men of the present be knights in the same way as the knights in the fairytales that we've always believed in? Could wishes come true? In this age of practicality, are valiant and true knights still existent?&lt;br /&gt; To briefly describe an ideal knight of the 21st Century, let us take for example a man and let us gradually clothe him with the knightly traits that he should rightfully have.&lt;br /&gt; To start off, his mind should be set to a goal. His brain should function accordingly as to which is the most efficient way to do in order to achieve the said goal. Aside from that, he should have the maturity, the prudence and the honesty. Moreover, we should not forget his sense of right and wrong, and the better judgment as to which is morally proper.&lt;br /&gt; His eyes should remain focused on what is important and what is real. His sight should always be beyond what masks show. And should always seek the true beauty of his love.&lt;br /&gt; His ears should know how not only to hear but also to listen--to listen to the heart, to what is true beyond what words can say.&lt;br /&gt; His mouth, his lips..let them utter words of great sense and truth. They should never inflict pain and harm to the people around.&lt;br /&gt; Let us proceed to his arms. They should have the strength for the ssurance of security and protection but should also have the softness for the comfort and concern.&lt;br /&gt; And alas! His heart--the most fragile thing! Let it be filled with love, truth, sincerity and respect. Let it find the one true love that it unceasingly seeks, and once found, let it defy the concept of the finite. Most of all, let it overflow with music. Let the music sing through it as if nothing is more significant than the rhythm of his heartbeat. Let the music of his soul flow through his entire being and let the love flow through with it. Let everything be known to the world through his words and notes, and let the world direct it to the one who deserves it.&lt;br /&gt; And how would the knight resemble? He would look like your typical man, a man with passion, a man with direction and, moreoever, a man of love and music.&lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha... I wish.. ideal guy b ito? hahaha.. libre mngarap, anonymous.. hehehehe... it seems great ryt? seems.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyweiz.. ala ako mgwa.. mdmi dpt gwin.. pero phnga muna ako.. haha.. nxt tym n yan.. hehehe.. gudluck nmn..(",) gudluck sa lht ng my gngwa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna talk to u, my broken heart just has no use and i guess promises are better left unsaid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-5025294055506880245?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/5025294055506880245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=5025294055506880245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/5025294055506880245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/5025294055506880245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/12/fairytale.html' title='fairytale'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-5422659075882462552</id><published>2007-12-23T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:59:48.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Surrender</title><content type='html'>There can never be another me,&lt;br /&gt;another soul to love..&lt;br /&gt;There are things that one cannot bring back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can never be a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;in this reality..&lt;br /&gt;When everything turns dark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of wishing&lt;br /&gt;of soul-searching&lt;br /&gt;for a fairy tale that's never ending?&lt;br /&gt;Is it for me or just a dream that I'd always be longing for..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that love always prevails&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard when times get rough&lt;br /&gt;It's hard when holding on seems to get too tough..&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs a little bit of faith&lt;br /&gt;And when everything seems enough&lt;br /&gt;it'll always come down to the one true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will come a time you'd realize&lt;br /&gt;that nothing's forever&lt;br /&gt;When you let go, I wont come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of crying&lt;br /&gt;of not understanding&lt;br /&gt;of an argument that's never ending&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or you just don't care, i can't feel you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha.. Cute.. Merry Christmas nga pla.. I've been spending my vacation time cramming for gifts, something that I'm really not good at since I really think hard of what to give someone before actually buying it. Aside from that, I also have to consider other factors (e.g. is it worth the price? is it cost effective? will he/she still use it or appreciate it after the season? and many others) So now, I'm having the dilemma of insufficient gifts.. I'm sorry for those who I wont be able to give gifts to. I really tried. 24 hours is really not enough for everything. Anyway.. I really can't feel the Christmas atmosphere. i dont know why. Probably because of the school things which took most of my time instead of the Christmas shopping time that I should have had. But that's just one part of it. Hahaha.. But I'm happy anyway. I could not ask for anything more. I've got a vacation! Woohoo!!! And nice long "sleepful" nights.. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my "sleepful" night for this day should've started a while ago, I have to catch up with it. hahahaha.. Gotta go, guyz! Sleep is essential for necessary growth and development. hahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! I'M MISSING YOU!!!!! HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON!!!! O KEIA TALK TO YOU SOON NLNG..!! KLLA M B KNG CNU K?!?!!? HAHAHA.. AKO HND!! HEHEHEHEHE... KIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Bezzies, prmdm nmn kau ha..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Bes, stah buhay???prmdm nmn, pasko na..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Special thanks, meng.. hahaha.. ung mga adeek dyan.. hehehe.. cute b ung lyrics?? hahahaha..it's kinda lame, i know(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**jim, hello.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**4a, stah bakasyon!??!!? hahaha.. c arthur, ang kulet.. pti c DEP, super kulet.. hehehehe... share ko lng.. hehehehe...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sorry if the post is typographically or grammatically erroneous.. author is under the influence of drowsiness due to sleepiness/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blogpost_uninspired&amp;amp;empty&amp;amp;numb)&lt;br /&gt;(wane01)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-5422659075882462552?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/5422659075882462552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=5422659075882462552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/5422659075882462552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/5422659075882462552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/12/soul-surrender.html' title='Soul Surrender'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-4885158751761893786</id><published>2007-12-21T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:15:23.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay At Home Kid...</title><content type='html'>Waah... Grabe.. Boring dto sa bhay.. hahaha.. pero at least nkkphnga.. hahaha.. andito c nica.. hehehe.. knta knta lng to the max.. hehehe.. anyweiz.. di ko pa nffeel ang pasko.. bkt keia???? how sad.. but its okie, maybe.. hehehe.. im happy anyway.. il post some pics nlng..(",) thanks nga pla sa lahat.. grabe.. labsyoo all!!!! u guyz rock!!!!!(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R2ycEHjBMzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CydAwxlQDM4/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146660068736971570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R2ycEHjBMzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CydAwxlQDM4/s320/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R2ycynjBM0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/FfoSw7cmiGI/s1600-h/DSC01043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146660867600888642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R2ycynjBM0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/FfoSw7cmiGI/s320/DSC01043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next tym nlng ung iba.. hehehe.. gtg..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, guyz!!!!!(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-4885158751761893786?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/4885158751761893786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=4885158751761893786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/4885158751761893786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/4885158751761893786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/12/stay-at-home-kid.html' title='Stay At Home Kid...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/R2ycEHjBMzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CydAwxlQDM4/s72-c/DSC01041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-6906349825972703845</id><published>2007-11-17T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T05:54:51.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atonement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atonement.. nkta ko knna.. gnda cgro nung movie.. but the term is better (c/o dictionary).. hehehe.. pero mgnda dn ung line: &lt;em&gt;joined by love. separated by fear. redeemed by hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang cool db.. hayy.. la lng.. pnoorn nlng ntn.. haha.. asteeg.. anyweiz.. pra mdivert nmn ang atng attention mula sa mggulong pgiisp, nrito ang mga larawan mula sa patimpalak n aming cnalihan noong nakaraang biyernes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CENTRO-ESCOLAR UNIVERSITY CENTENNIAL WIZ BLITZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sbNtJCZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b4gQixYBuUw/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133800577528564114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sbNtJCZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b4gQixYBuUw/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CEU computer room(ata).. hehe.. bsta gnun.. dyan km ng qualifying exam..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sottJCaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GjW7TrNVRPg/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133800809456798114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sottJCaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GjW7TrNVRPg/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha.. ot km..(",)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sxttJCbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KSbnJ-kzk4s/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133800964075620786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sxttJCbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KSbnJ-kzk4s/s320/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes naman.. mandsci wizzes..(hehe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7s5dtJCcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rfRrTM2759I/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133801097219606978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7s5dtJCcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rfRrTM2759I/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehe.. bonding moments to the max.. hehehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tENtJCdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tzG6Q6me6tA/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133801281903200722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tENtJCdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tzG6Q6me6tA/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mr. anatalio, mr. duro, mr. salvidar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tPttJCeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/09clm8MV0sY/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133801479471696354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tPttJCeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/09clm8MV0sY/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kuya meng and pretoots;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tb9tJCfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zex8Z5eLav0/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133801689925093874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tb9tJCfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zex8Z5eLav0/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;marb joan and tep;-)(peace out!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tmttJCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FkGf0SUfFBI/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133801874608687618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tmttJCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FkGf0SUfFBI/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo op 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tw9tJChI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-9A2BTI8F-M/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133802050702346770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7tw9tJChI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-9A2BTI8F-M/s320/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woohoo.. ecstatic!!(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7uANtJCiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GvUaQYXYbHc/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133802312695351842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7uANtJCiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GvUaQYXYbHc/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our team leader..(",)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7uOdtJCjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SekCdw7rVSk/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133802557508487730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7uOdtJCjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SekCdw7rVSk/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our team coach..(",) (may extra sa bckgrnd)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7uddtJCkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/nSyfvKV5vh8/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133802815206525506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7uddtJCkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/nSyfvKV5vh8/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha.. mga wacky pics ng super bonded na group...(",) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;                                                   CONGRATULATIONS GUYZ!!! U ROCK!!!(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and thats it for now.. hehehe.. 10pm na.. i hav to go.. hehehe. hope that u guyz wud always stay the same.. take care..(",)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-6906349825972703845?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/6906349825972703845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=6906349825972703845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6906349825972703845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6906349825972703845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/11/atonement.html' title='Atonement'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rz7sbNtJCZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/b4gQixYBuUw/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-1507029140126141743</id><published>2007-11-14T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T03:18:20.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ONLY NOW THAT I REALIZE</title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW WHAT HURTS THE MOST? IT IS SAYIN THINGS LIKE YOU MEAN THEM WHEN YOU REALLY DON'T. TRY SAYING SOMETHING FROM THE HEART, AS IN REALLY MEANING IT, AND STICKING TO IT NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS. THAT WILL REALLY MOLD YOU INTO A BETTER PERSON--WITH A CHARACTER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ONLY NOW THAT I REALIZE THAT PEOPLE ARE TECHNICALLY THE SAME. ONLY A FEW STANDS OUT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEBODY AND TELL THAT SOMEBODY THAT YOU DO, ISN'T IT JUST PROPER TO PROVE THE TRUTH IN WHAT YOU HAVE SAID AND STICK UP TO IT AS LONG AS YOU CAN, FOREVER IF POSSIBLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEBODY, ISN'T IT JUST RIGHT TO BE TRUE TO THAT SOMEBODY, TO NEVER LEAVE THAT SOMEBODY, AND TO NEVER HOOK UP WITH OR HIT ON SOMEBODY ELSE? WHAT'S THE POINT OF DOING OTHERWISE? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE? THAT YOU SUCK? PROBABLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEBODY, ISN'T IT JUST MORALLY UPRIGHT TO GIVE THAT SOMEBODY YOU LOVE SOME RESPECT, HONESTY, AND TRUE AND UNDYING LOVE? ROCK YOUR CONSCIENCE UP; THINK OF WHAT YOU'RE DOING AND SEE TO IT THAT YOU'RE DOING THE RIGHT THING BEFORE YOU HURT ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT? COMMUNICATION IS ESSENTIAL. SO IS THE CONSCIENCE. AND MORE SO IS THE HEART. THINK ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE ME OUT, Y'ALL. EVERYONE DESERVES A CHANCE TO LOVE AND BE LOVED IN RETURN. AND LOVE IS SUPPOSED TO BE TRUE AND UNCONDITIONAL. DON'T YOU DARE HURT THE ONE YOU LOVE FOR THEY CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH. LOVE AS IF HE/SHE IS THE ONLY PERSON IN THE PLANET AND NOT JUST ONE OF THE MANY. LOVE AS IF EVERY MOMENT IS THE LAST. LOVE AS IF THERE'S NO ONE ELSE WHO CAN TAKE HIS/HER PLACE. DONT EVER TAKE ANYONE FOR GRANTED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS HOLDS TRUE FOR EVERYONE. EXCEPT FOR THOSE IMMATURE ENOUGH TO BELIEVE THIS. TO THOSE IMMATURE ENOUGH, GO AHEAD AND WINK AT EVERY GIRL YOU SEE, FLASH YOUR 100CARAT SMILE TO ALL, AND SAY THAT YOU LOVE AS MANY WOMEN AS POSSIBLE. TO THOSE IMMATURE ENOUGH, CRUSH ON EVERY GUY IN THE WORLD, AND TELL THEM THAT THEY ARE THE ONLY MAN FOR YOU. I DONT CARE! WHAT THE HECK! TO THOSE IMMATURE ENOUGH, ALL I CAN SAY IS "GROW UP". YOU CAN'T HAVE EVERYTHING. AND WHEN YOU LOSE TRUE LOVE, IT MAY NEVER COME BACK AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wake up call for everyone. It's never too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. waw.. grabe nmn toh.. hehehe.. cnung ntmaan, mgcomment lng.. hehehe.. agree ako dto.. guyz, tma nmn db? hehehe.. pg mali, sbhn nyo lng.. wanna know what u think..:D  anyweiz.. mgppost nlng ako ng pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrWM2cM4lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XUR_YC4kiS0/s1600-h/DSC00019a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrWM2cM4lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XUR_YC4kiS0/s320/DSC00019a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132650241602675282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto ay isang ot n larawan.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrWu2cM4mI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tTrFOJjI0dY/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrWu2cM4mI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tTrFOJjI0dY/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132650825718227554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choirmates.. heehee.. gnda nla noh..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrXe2cM4nI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-5Vva2gDo-o/s1600-h/album_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrXe2cM4nI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-5Vva2gDo-o/s320/album_pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132651650351948402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. loyal ako dto.. hahaha..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrXxmcM4oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/B94IeIuZJMk/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrXxmcM4oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/B94IeIuZJMk/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132651972474495618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an appropriate representative icon for my current state of being..(huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrYJmcM4pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/esrKRAlgk8k/s1600-h/angel11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrYJmcM4pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/esrKRAlgk8k/s320/angel11.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132652384791356050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest things.. hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh.. til here nlng.. buti nga nkkpgblog p ko eh.. hayy.. what cn i do? im just a bored boring kid. haha.. gosh.. so this is how it feels like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. take care. Godbless.(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-1507029140126141743?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/1507029140126141743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=1507029140126141743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1507029140126141743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1507029140126141743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-only-now-that-i-realize.html' title='IT&apos;S ONLY NOW THAT I REALIZE'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RzrWM2cM4lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XUR_YC4kiS0/s72-c/DSC00019a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-6652485304459068150</id><published>2007-10-31T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:36:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck</title><content type='html'>i dunno what to write about anyway.. il just waste my time staring at the monitor of the computer which i have been in front of for the last few days now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terminated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-6652485304459068150?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/6652485304459068150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=6652485304459068150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6652485304459068150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6652485304459068150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/10/stuck.html' title='stuck'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-1993911823176873038</id><published>2007-10-31T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:30:14.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is me...</title><content type='html'>Im caught in the middle of something&lt;br /&gt;and my thoughts in a rollercoaster ride&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody hear what singin&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna run and hide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is true; this is me..&lt;br /&gt;why cant nobody see, see right through me..&lt;br /&gt;im not allowed to speak my mind &lt;br /&gt;im free falling away..&lt;br /&gt;can you hold my hand...forever...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-1993911823176873038?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/1993911823176873038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=1993911823176873038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1993911823176873038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1993911823176873038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-this-is-me.html' title='So this is me...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-2244529647039876261</id><published>2007-10-22T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T06:59:19.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barely making it.. but still alive and breathing..(",)</title><content type='html'>nyak.. ala ako msbi.. hehehe...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andami xc ggwin.. not that im complaining.. hehehe.. (define sembreak.) sows.. not that it matters though.. i think this is a bit better so as not to let myself wallow in complete silence and drown in my own sea of thoughts and never make it alive..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much in my mind right now aside from the things that i have to do.. but unfortunately, i wont be able to share my thoughts right now for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. id like to keep this to myself for the time being&lt;br /&gt;2. there's just so many things to do and so little time slloted..&lt;br /&gt;3. im not sure if telling it wud be the right thing to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats it for now.. hehehe.. the whole point of this post? uhhh.. nothing significant.. just wnna share some of my thoughts right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i entrusted this fragile heart of mine to someone who i thought can handle it with care.. but that someone eventually broke it, though not meaning to.. now im afraid to entrust it to another coz its shattered pieces might not endure further pain.. but it never occurred to me that entrusting it to someone just might be the cure, for that someone may know how to mend my broken heart... and now, because of that, its just a matter of taking chances, believing in love and following the heart..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-2244529647039876261?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/2244529647039876261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=2244529647039876261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2244529647039876261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/2244529647039876261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/10/barely-making-it-but-still-alive-and.html' title='barely making it.. but still alive and breathing..(&quot;,)'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-8906402651683311110</id><published>2007-10-12T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:48:54.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Losing Me</title><content type='html'>I'm barely makin through the day now..&lt;br /&gt;I barely see the sky above..&lt;br /&gt;I never get to smile so long..&lt;br /&gt;I never get to sing my song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm running across the four-walled room&lt;br /&gt;with my eyes blinded and im lookin like a fool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna say this to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing me..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold on something real&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel..&lt;br /&gt;Coz I dont wanna feel this way&lt;br /&gt;that I'm losing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds hover 'bove my head now..&lt;br /&gt;And tears wanna fall from my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go to from here..&lt;br /&gt;But i dont wanna lose the fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's just so much here left to do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna leave it all behind for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing it&lt;br /&gt;everythin seems to close in on me..&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing it&lt;br /&gt;i feel so cold and i cant see&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing it&lt;br /&gt;but I never want to lose the only thing thats real&lt;br /&gt;in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandang gabi.. two days to go before the exams.. one day before the dlsucet.. none before i go crazy.. hahaha.. just kiddin'..just wanna take it a lil bit easy before pushing myself again.. hehehe.. i get tired too (give an hour to rest..that would be fine).. but that seldom happens.. blame the adrenalin, blame the energy drnk, blame the motivation, blame the inspiration(heehee..don't..).. im okay though.. (breathe.. breathe. breathe..!!!) hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**all they want is a few days down, all that you need a little time to drown.. its to be expected with all the weight you carry 'round.. all you want is a few days down..***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gudluck on your every endeavor and be sure to make it through alive.. hehehe.. (not so much of a positive "'goodluck' but at least..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care always.. keep a shield (both front and back) for boulders that may attempt to crush every bit of you and for the knives that may attempt to stab you.. hehehe.. (not a very moving advice, aint it? but still an advice anyweiz..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. so much for my thoughts right now..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmm.. i wanna apologize for the mistakes and shortcomings.. this is just me anyweiz.. please accept my apology..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna say 'thank you' to greatest people on earth who makes my days more bearable and tolerable..(",) most especially to one of the sweetest person ive met..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata for now.. hav to go.. hav to do lots-a-things.. or i can just sleep..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone.. hope you have a great weekend ahead of you.. never forget to be grateful for everyone who cares and loves you.. that's one great thing that you should keep in mind..(",) gudnyt and sweetdreams..(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-8906402651683311110?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/8906402651683311110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=8906402651683311110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8906402651683311110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8906402651683311110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-losing-me.html' title='I&apos;m Losing Me'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-8290041989809173840</id><published>2007-08-15T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T19:22:05.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunno</title><content type='html'>Walang pasok ngayon.. Great.. Boring.. Tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOybiiSRsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DN-gvv9qdlA/s1600-h/new002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099115389310355138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOybiiSRsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DN-gvv9qdlA/s320/new002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hulaan nyo kung san toh...???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy... Wla dn akong msbi.. haha.. (bat p ko ngpost??) hehe.. ot lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nkkdepress nmn toh.. wla ako mgwa.. mxdo tuloy ako ngiicp nnmn... ggrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyweiz.. mgppost nlng ako ng mkkulet na pix pra msya.. hehehe..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOxsyiSRoI/AAAAAAAAADc/rO2nJMgtMP8/s1600-h/new013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099114586151470722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOxsyiSRoI/AAAAAAAAADc/rO2nJMgtMP8/s320/new013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga adeek oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOx3CiSRpI/AAAAAAAAADk/kKVOVblG9P8/s1600-h/new011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099114762245129874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOx3CiSRpI/AAAAAAAAADk/kKVOVblG9P8/s320/new011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOyECiSRqI/AAAAAAAAADs/XE4OA8y0wQ4/s1600-h/new009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099114985583429282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOyECiSRqI/AAAAAAAAADs/XE4OA8y0wQ4/s320/new009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOyOSiSRrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rDpeYqra_W4/s1600-h/new007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099115161677088434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOyOSiSRrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rDpeYqra_W4/s320/new007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... kulet ng pictures.. hehehe... pero asteeg.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are my FRIENDS and they are some of the most amazing people i've ever met.. hehehe.. Thanks, u guyz..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***wanie013_missing***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-8290041989809173840?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/8290041989809173840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=8290041989809173840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8290041989809173840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/8290041989809173840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/08/dunno.html' title='Dunno'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RsOybiiSRsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DN-gvv9qdlA/s72-c/new002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-9013796330581788833</id><published>2007-08-10T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T06:40:01.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the music in me.. really..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3C3wAo069NE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3C3wAo069NE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. nkkaalis ng pgod.. hehe.. kkhggard na araw toh.. pero ok lng.. i can handle it.. we can handle it.. hehehe... go go go groupmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hnggng dto nlng muna.. nxt tym n ulet aq mgppost ng mtno.. hehehe.. bezzies, mgpost nmn kau... hehehehe...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngatz kau lgi.. hehehe.. wg mxdo mgppgod.. hehehe... and txt lng f u need anything..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[wanie013]]&lt;br /&gt;[[keep in mind where we should be]]&lt;br /&gt;[[i'll always be here]]&lt;br /&gt;[[silence]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-9013796330581788833?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/9013796330581788833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=9013796330581788833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/9013796330581788833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/9013796330581788833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-are-music-in-me-really.html' title='you are the music in me.. really..'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-3640452880310897169</id><published>2007-07-18T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T04:19:50.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a trip to remember...(",)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp32GQP_RSI/AAAAAAAAADU/5wm0_69mq6c/s1600-h/moving1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp32GQP_RSI/AAAAAAAAADU/5wm0_69mq6c/s320/moving1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088493741300204834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp32CQP_RRI/AAAAAAAAADM/JK_cmVLcUEM/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp32CQP_RRI/AAAAAAAAADM/JK_cmVLcUEM/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088493672580728082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp318QP_RQI/AAAAAAAAADE/Wmzy_wEONhE/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp318QP_RQI/AAAAAAAAADE/Wmzy_wEONhE/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088493569501512962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31yQP_RPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wwx7voUzEGg/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31yQP_RPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wwx7voUzEGg/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088493397702821106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31rwP_ROI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2K8ztUKryZ4/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31rwP_ROI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2K8ztUKryZ4/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088493286033671394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31iwP_RNI/AAAAAAAAACs/X5HO3LousBI/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31iwP_RNI/AAAAAAAAACs/X5HO3LousBI/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088493131414848722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31aAP_RMI/AAAAAAAAACk/UCSfEwPQnAQ/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31aAP_RMI/AAAAAAAAACk/UCSfEwPQnAQ/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088492981090993346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31PAP_RLI/AAAAAAAAACc/LAgsxXpx8X8/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp31PAP_RLI/AAAAAAAAACc/LAgsxXpx8X8/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088492792112432306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya naman.. hehehe.. Talk about hitting many birds with one stone...! we've had radioactivity, general science and technology, astronomy, meteorology, etc.. wow.. cool huh..? know what the coolest is? it's spending the whole day with some of the best people in the world.. what a way to spend the day..(",) this is the best break from all the studying that we had to do.. hehehe.. thank you so much guyz!(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-3640452880310897169?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/3640452880310897169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=3640452880310897169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/3640452880310897169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/3640452880310897169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/07/trip-to-remember.html' title='a trip to remember...(&quot;,)'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/Rp32GQP_RSI/AAAAAAAAADU/5wm0_69mq6c/s72-c/moving1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-1989009372416871872</id><published>2007-07-10T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T04:38:55.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blink&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of my happiest moments..(",)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really glad na kau kgrupmates ko.. im so proud of you..(",) sna tmgal p frndshp ntn, hnd hnggng ip lng.. hehehe.. ntutuwa tlga ako.. hehehe... twa dn kau.. hahaha.. tma na, kornee na eh.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RpNq-oq-7wI/AAAAAAAAACU/0vI4m5blKgQ/s1600-h/aypee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RpNq-oq-7wI/AAAAAAAAACU/0vI4m5blKgQ/s320/aypee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085526028533559042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bsta.. masaya ako ngayon.. really.. this is a very eventful day which i am really thankful for... hehehe.. (tma b?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy.. nga pla.. nood kau harry potter 5.. asteeg un.. hehehe.. phnga muna sa hmwrks.. harry muna.. hahaha.. bad influence.. hehehe.. joke lng.. pero mnood kau.. ako mnnood.. at sbrng msya mnood nun.. as in.. super.. hehehe..(hlta bng excited ako??!?!?:D) bsta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***your eyes seem like a vast ocean into which, there's no doubt, i can drown.. then be revived by the touch of your hand in mine...***einaw310&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-1989009372416871872?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/1989009372416871872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=1989009372416871872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1989009372416871872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1989009372416871872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-of-my-happiest-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RpNq-oq-7wI/AAAAAAAAACU/0vI4m5blKgQ/s72-c/aypee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-4280801819200092303</id><published>2007-07-09T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T03:29:32.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hayy.. kmsta nmn.. tgal ko nng hnd nkkpgblog dto.. gggrrr... dmi xc gngwa eh.. pero hnd rn.. hehehe..(",) okz lng.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bezz.. buzz s inyo.. mgpost nmn kau.. hehehe.. pero kng bc kau, okz lng.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pla,, welcome back ate karen.. hehehe...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the moment that you knocked &lt;br /&gt;on the door of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I never had the chance to open it..&lt;br /&gt;but you were able to, no matter how hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you slowly reached out to me&lt;br /&gt;a hand i was too afraid to take..&lt;br /&gt;yet you looked in my eyes, and i felt butterflies;&lt;br /&gt;right then and there, you made me believe in fairytales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz your smile has taken me away&lt;br /&gt;to a land of wonder i've never known..&lt;br /&gt;where the symphony of love lives on..&lt;br /&gt;no matter, no matter where we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bondng moments ulet bukas.. nice one.. hehehe.. sna productive tau.. go go go...!!! geh geh.. till here nlng muna.. phnga n cgro ako pra maaga-aga nmn.. hehehe...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.. Godbless...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;*fairytales do come true..einaw310*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-4280801819200092303?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/4280801819200092303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=4280801819200092303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/4280801819200092303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/4280801819200092303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/07/hayy.html' title=''/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-1790226132684608043</id><published>2007-05-28T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:41:28.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>make it last a lifetime...(",)</title><content type='html'>hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;khwig toh nung post ko s blog ko.. hehehehe... ansya.. la lng.. share ko lng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had the best summer trip ever.. hehehehe.. sa puerto galera ulet.. hehehe.. ksma si tito celso, mang edz, mama, tita, nica and jasper.. hehehe.. ang asteeg..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming, jetski, banana boat, company, food, lodgings.. what else could i ask for.. hehehehe.. ang asteeg.. lahat.. my good and not so good things man na nngyari.. msya p rn.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just stayed there for the weekend pero ok lng.. asteeg nmn..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto ung ibng pics n nskn..(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluCEvCjHJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A8WmsSL-atw/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluCEvCjHJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A8WmsSL-atw/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069788823393868946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluC2vCjHKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QM82t2Gzl8E/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluC2vCjHKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QM82t2Gzl8E/s320/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069789682387328162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluDS_CjHLI/AAAAAAAAACE/NCXUd7TZTyY/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluDS_CjHLI/AAAAAAAAACE/NCXUd7TZTyY/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069790167718632626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluDlfCjHMI/AAAAAAAAACM/pVcKXVFFYvU/s1600-h/PICT0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluDlfCjHMI/AAAAAAAAACM/pVcKXVFFYvU/s320/PICT0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069790485546212546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-1790226132684608043?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/1790226132684608043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=1790226132684608043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1790226132684608043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1790226132684608043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/05/make-it-last-lifetime.html' title='make it last a lifetime...(&quot;,)'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RluCEvCjHJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A8WmsSL-atw/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-6641600183394328052</id><published>2007-05-13T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:26:07.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(",)...*01</title><content type='html'>GUARDIAN ANGEL(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I've see you've been broken &lt;br /&gt;And your shadowing hides from the sun &lt;br /&gt;There's a picture with words left unspoken &lt;br /&gt;Now you're wondering who you are... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think &lt;br /&gt;There's someone out there looking over you &lt;br /&gt;Watching everything you do &lt;br /&gt;Looking after you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe that I can be your guardian angel &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that this is true &lt;br /&gt;If you say yes, I'll fall &lt;br /&gt;And I will be able &lt;br /&gt;To look at anyone so true &lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stars get lost in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;And your pride is strong as the sea &lt;br /&gt;Your heart is black, I am rain clouds &lt;br /&gt;Only thunder and rain can be seen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say the words and I will be there &lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand 'cuz I am scared &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe the world can be strange &lt;br /&gt;Please take away my pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RkfIlVZwepI/AAAAAAAAABs/9EAtcBmqJHU/s1600-h/angel2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RkfIlVZwepI/AAAAAAAAABs/9EAtcBmqJHU/s320/angel2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064236849727306386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang cute noh:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;happy.. happy.. happy... hehehe.. la lng.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s totoo lng. nguguluhan aq.. hehehe.. pero ok lng.. d q nlng muna iicpn.. i'd better think of the more important things.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{{the simple things that you do makes me feel special}}}&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;there's a truth in your eyes sayin you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever i fall..&lt;br /&gt;you say it best when you say nothing at all...(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-6641600183394328052?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/6641600183394328052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=6641600183394328052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6641600183394328052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6641600183394328052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-guardian-angel01.html' title='(&quot;,)...*01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RkfIlVZwepI/AAAAAAAAABs/9EAtcBmqJHU/s72-c/angel2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-1641665376812568833</id><published>2007-05-07T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T05:24:31.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love facts*</title><content type='html'>FAST FACTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that makes us fall in love with someone in the first place?&lt;br /&gt; Many researchers have speculated that we tend to go for members of the opposite sex who remind us of our parents. Some have even found that we tend to be attracted to those who remind us of ourselves. In fact, cognitive psychologist David Perrett, at the University of St. Andrews in Scotland, did an experiment in which he morphed a digitized photo of the subject's own face into a face of the opposite sex. Then, he had the subject select from a series of photos which one he or she found most attractive. According to Dr. Perrett, his subject always preferred the morphed version of their own face (and they didn't recognize it as their own).&lt;br /&gt; Like appearance, we tend to form preferences for those who remind us of our parents (or others close through childhood) because of their personality, sense of humour. likes and dislikes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... do you agree? this is really a bit funny yet interesting.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think of it.. hehehe...(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-1641665376812568833?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/1641665376812568833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=1641665376812568833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1641665376812568833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/1641665376812568833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-facts.html' title='love facts*'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-3973628764546682597</id><published>2007-05-01T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T06:50:11.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how beautiful life can really be...01</title><content type='html'>uy.. ang adeek ni nory... geh geh.. libre nmn mngarap eh... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out spiderman3 nga pla.. mhba pila.. pero worth it nmn.. general reaction on the movie:excellent...on every aspect... i mean, ung visual effects, they were great.. and so as the values implied on the events that took place.. hahaha.. xryso.. one of the best movies that i've seen...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyweiz, enough of that.. hmmm.. kso ala n ko msbi.. hahaha.. anu b toh... c nory xc eh, ang lkas ng amats ngaun.. bkt keia...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carla.. mligayang bati ha.. nwa'y mgng msya ang iyong pgtnda.. (huh? anu dw???) hehehe... i mean, happy birthday.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aynkoo.. ung mga adeek dyan ha.. hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelz.. thanks for everything.. hope to see you soon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you lots013(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-3973628764546682597?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/3973628764546682597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=3973628764546682597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/3973628764546682597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/3973628764546682597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-beautiful-life-can-really-be01.html' title='how beautiful life can really be...01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-327498736973620505</id><published>2007-05-01T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T05:51:49.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting stronger...^-^ *04</title><content type='html'>waher.,nkpgpost n rn aq..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.,&lt;br /&gt;i really miss our blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro.,&lt;br /&gt;mamiss q ang bezzies q..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;nu ba ilalagay q d2..&lt;br /&gt;sa ngaun.,kktpos q lng mgmovie marathon ng harry potter..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;ang gwapo tlga ng husband q.,[daniel radcliffe]..&lt;br /&gt;galing nya tlga...naiinluv n ulit aq s knya.,nmi2sh q xa tuloy..&lt;br /&gt;ddalaw nmn xa d2 mmya e.,heheh..&lt;br /&gt;i really mish my husband.,!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang cute dn ni oliver wood..waher.,! ang cute nya mgsmile...harhar.,!&lt;br /&gt;[sshh..bka mgselos husband q.,harhar..]&lt;br /&gt;pro todo a.,nung kumindat c harry..ANG CUTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you notice his scar.,?&lt;br /&gt;well..as you can see.,he really loves me..&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a letter 'n'..&lt;br /&gt;because im always in his mind..&lt;br /&gt;harhar.,!=P well.,im proud..coz i cn really b proud of my husband.,!&lt;br /&gt;he's great..and so sweet.,and most of all.,he loves me so much!!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harhar..soree.,!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bezzies.,tenkyoosomuch.,!&lt;br /&gt;sa lhat..cnend q n nmn ung mhba qng msg sa inyo e.,&lt;br /&gt;heheh..ang drama q nun.,napaiyak nga aq e.,naalala q kc ung memories nten...&lt;br /&gt;ung mga bondng tym nten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bezzy carla.,!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hapee 16th birthday.,! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnda mo na..:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyoosomuch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingat kau plgeh.,God bLEsS! muwaaahhh(-.-) *tyt hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhal n mhal q kau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+angeL_04+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^smile^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-327498736973620505?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/327498736973620505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=327498736973620505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/327498736973620505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/327498736973620505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/05/getting-stronger-04.html' title='getting stronger...^-^ *04'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-4030350246736475101</id><published>2007-04-26T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T08:27:59.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la ako magawa..(",)</title><content type='html'>wanie p rn toh.. hehe.. wla ako mgwa eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wla dn ako mkwento..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ksalukuyang nktitig lng sa comp.. hehehe.. anu b un.. hayy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soundtrip.. LSS n nga eh.. "Something Like You" Nsync..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy, take note.. isang ngppgnda ng song ay ang sense nito, ung message, ung sincerity.. hehe.. keia kht luma p mn yan.. kng gnun ksincere ung msge nung knta.. gnda p rn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(music at its deepest..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy.. kht mga gm ko ala wenta.. hehehe.. mali pa ung iba.. hehehe.. pero its the thought that counts...(???) hehehe.. nu b, thnk positive... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(still.. music at its deepest..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyy.. next tym nlng aq mgllgay ng mtnong post.. hehehe.. blnko aq ngaun eh.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bezzies.. post nmn kau pg my time kau ha.. hehehe.. pra msya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you lots..(",)01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-4030350246736475101?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/4030350246736475101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=4030350246736475101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/4030350246736475101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/4030350246736475101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/04/la-ako-magawa.html' title='la ako magawa..(&quot;,)'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-532114304695344989</id><published>2007-04-26T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T08:19:41.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARLA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;WANTED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057752621636418146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC_NlZwemI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZsPT_ckiieg/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. SMALL BUT TERRIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. SIMPLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. SOXAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. TALENTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. MKULET &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. MBAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. CARLA PANGALAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. YECLA SURNAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. HULAAN NYO KUNG NSAN XA DYAN SA PIC.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hehehe.. bestfriend namin yan.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lapit na birthday nya.. sweet sixteen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ehehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bezz... thanks for everything.. lalo na sa patience mo s mn.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;goodluck sa mga pinagkkaablhan mo.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wishing u all the best life can give.. hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057756676085545586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjDC5lZwenI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Dw8qHWQ-PU/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-532114304695344989?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/532114304695344989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=532114304695344989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/532114304695344989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/532114304695344989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-carla.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARLA!!!!'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC_NlZwemI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZsPT_ckiieg/s72-c/DSC00103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-6483431846702930157</id><published>2007-04-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:58:49.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER UPDATE*01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;anu b summer update ngaun??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. this is turning out to be one of the most boring summers.. hehe.. but it's not that bad anyway.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya naman kaso boring lang pag nasa bahay.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh.. to the main topic of the post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;update&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mall and movies and good company (the best, actually.. kso pass muna ngaun because..)&lt;br /&gt;2. puerto galera&lt;br /&gt;3. world light expo phils. 2007&lt;br /&gt;4. organ/keyboard/piano lessons&lt;br /&gt;5. overnight ni nory (yes naman, bezz.. salamat sa pagpapasaya ng summer ko.. hehehe.. sana maulit muli.. at sa panahong iyon,, sna ksma na c carla.. hehehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;6. college entrance tests review (pero sa May pa.. hehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;7. hoping for more to come.. (anyway, hindi pa naman tapos ang summer db..?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post some pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUERTO GALERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC4ilZwedI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYGrd8QTJYU/s1600-h/PICT0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057745285832276434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC4ilZwedI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYGrd8QTJYU/s320/PICT0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC46VZweeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Pau9XIpxfi8/s1600-h/PICT0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057745693854169570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC46VZweeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Pau9XIpxfi8/s320/PICT0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha.. ot o!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC5f1ZwefI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EHqOjKXPPKU/s1600-h/PICT0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057746338099263986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC5f1ZwefI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EHqOjKXPPKU/s320/PICT0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aun ako o, sa gitna ng dagat!! haha.. joke..:p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC54FZwegI/AAAAAAAAAAk/j_huyEbZPeE/s1600-h/PICT0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057746754711091714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC54FZwegI/AAAAAAAAAAk/j_huyEbZPeE/s320/PICT0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC6PlZwehI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VxUvlsN6yck/s1600-h/PICT0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057747158438017554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC6PlZwehI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VxUvlsN6yck/s320/PICT0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT EXPO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC6lVZweiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cpJzAJ8BJEs/s1600-h/14042007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057747532100172322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC6lVZweiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cpJzAJ8BJEs/s320/14042007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC6y1ZwejI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HaQkTfRsKIc/s1600-h/14042007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057747764028406322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC6y1ZwejI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HaQkTfRsKIc/s320/14042007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057749327396502098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC8N1ZwelI/AAAAAAAAABM/9zP8U26n624/s320/04142007067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waah.. yan lng mppost ko eh.. xc mdyo bgal comp.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyweiz, ung iba naming pics hnd p nya nbbgay, xdo xc bc.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bezzies.. sowee kung ngaun lng ha.. nnood p xc aq ng tv.. heehee.. tska edit nyo nlng.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you lots and lots...(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(",)something keeps telling me that you could be my answered prayer.. you must be heaven-sent, i swear.. Could it be true that this is what God has meant for me? Coz I can't believe that something like you could happen to me..(",)013&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***drmgrls*d'reaping*premonition*frehousedog***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-6483431846702930157?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/6483431846702930157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=6483431846702930157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6483431846702930157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/6483431846702930157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/04/summer-update01.html' title='SUMMER UPDATE*01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhkT-sxVMKI/RjC4ilZwedI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYGrd8QTJYU/s72-c/PICT0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-117508940805615214</id><published>2007-03-28T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:18:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! *01</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/8539/IMG_0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/811296/IMG_0724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko toh alam..&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/898165/IMG_0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/746591/IMG_0744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto din lalo..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/154401/IMG_0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/19306/IMG_0745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/69812/IMG_0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/446940/IMG_0749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shocked..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/554131/IMG_0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/243751/IMG_0759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero happy.. (parang kids party.. may games.. at may intermissions pa..at lahat lahat na..)&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/119093/IMG_0767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/234359/IMG_0767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pati cla mommy and papa...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/5565/IMG_0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/255489/IMG_0804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may harana pa from kundirana..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/285859/IMG_0811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/352140/IMG_0811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the max ang kanta..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/177209/IMG_0815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/696696/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe.. gnda ng birthday surprise nlang lahat...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/565719/IMG_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/736831/IMG_0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakaiba ang cake noh...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/468571/IMG_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/626341/IMG_0848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa lahat ng umatend at nagbigay ng gifts.. (Bezzies, 3-A, Mahistrado officers, Kundirana..)&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/702508/IMG_0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/285232/IMG_0864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last pa ung pagkain.. di xc ako nkkain sa party dahil sa pgkaexcite at pgkagulat...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day.. grabe.. salamat sa lahat.. i really enjoyed it.. thanks kei mama and to my whole family.. to my classmates.. to my friends.. to my fellow officers.. to kundirana07.. sa lahat lahat ng nakaalala ng birthday ko.. this is very unforgettable.. i will really treasure this moment for the rest of my life.. thank you very much for making my day the greatest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv y'all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care always..&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/19995223-117508940805615214?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/117508940805615214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=117508940805615214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117508940805615214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117508940805615214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-01.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! *01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-117491052158344773</id><published>2007-03-26T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T07:17:15.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*01*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What I think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are just perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could it be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I am worth it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is this thing an open door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walk right through to something more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life would change in a second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You make me feel out of my element &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like I'm walkin' on broken glass &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like my worlds spinnin' in slow motion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And you're movin' too fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Were you right, was I wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Were you weak, was I strong, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Both of us broken Caught in the moment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;We lived and we loved &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And we hurt and we joked, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But the planets all aligned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;When you looked into my eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And just like that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The chemicals react &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-117491052158344773?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/117491052158344773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=117491052158344773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117491052158344773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117491052158344773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/03/01.html' title='*01*'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-117491023933165663</id><published>2007-03-26T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T05:57:19.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day to remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;rEcOgNiTiOn DaY 2o07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;what we did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;before the recognition&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;today is monday.. form muna sa umaga bgo magflag ceremony.. tpos konting(konti nga b..?) remarks from "Mr. Dynamo".. ang naalala ko lng dun ay ang delay ng pgbgay ng stipend dhil sa mga rooms at corridors ktpat ng rooms.. haha.. grabe.. tpos akyat na sa room.. then gala gala ang ginawa ng mga walang ginagawa tulad namin.. hehehe.. c nory late!! hahaha.. tpos gala ulet xc ala pa rin magawa.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;minutes before nine in the morning, nkta ko ang aking ma-dear.. kso nasa taas ako nun, nsa bba xa.. pgbba ko pra puntahan xa, nasa taas na xa..=)) grabe.. hehehe.. then, minutes later.. dumating na si jasper.. hehehe.. then, minutes later.. wala lang.. nakaupo lang kami sa mainit na avr ng aming paaralan, habang naghihintay ng pagsisimula ng recognition program(un b twag dun?!?! haha).. e di kwentuhan muna.. introduce ng mga tao.. etc. etc... hehehe.. tpos pinalipat na kami ng upuan.. dahil nsa "parents' and visitors' section" kami.. harhar.. ang kulet nmin sa upuan.. grabe.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;during the recognition program&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;tpos ngstart na ung program (at last!!!!) kso umalis na din c jasper xc may rehearsals pa sila.. (sayang.. di mo nkta ung mgndang speech na very inspirational--filled with emotions pa:D) aun.. nang matapos ang mga speeches at messages at mga intermissions (isang wholesome at mdyo--getz..?---bsta.. intermission ng mga very talented science students), start na ng awarding proper.. may mga naghakot ng awards.. may komedyante.. may makulet.. may seryoso.. lahat na nandun.. nakakatuwa.. hehehe.. pero xmpre.. d mwwla ang mga parents and teachers (and bestfriends!!!) na very proud and full support sa mga students.. kso ang haba eh... pero ok lng.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;after the recognition program&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;takas na sana ang angelz sa recog.. alis na kmi bgo p mtpos ang program eh.. kso nkita q mga officers.. keia aun.. tnapos ko din ung program.. ngbuhat pa km ng mga chairs.. =)) grabe db.. from the hot avr to the burning grounds of the campus.. hayy.. pgkatpos nun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;after everything that has to do in school(i thought)&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;hntay n km ng pgpapalabas ng skul.. gsto n nmin umalis xc sandli lng km pnyagan(ung isa dyan.. hahaha.. joke lng carla=D) sayang ung oras.. time management diba!??!?!?!?! keia aun.. daan km kla marlon xc bilin un ng parents nya.. mgppalit muna ng outfit.. e d change outfit n dn km dun.. tpos "gamol" na.. grabe ang init!!!!!!! tricycle tpos lakad tpos pasok sa shang tpos lakad sa labas bgo makarating sa patutunguhan.. hayyyy... what a relief!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;muntik n mklimot kumain ng lunch! hehehehe.. excited xc mxdo... hehehe.. pero kumain p dn ng lunch, naalala nmin na gutom nga pla km!! hahaha.. thanks ulet, marlon.. sa treat mo.. hehehehe.. pgkatpos kumain, timezone!!!! hehehehe.. aun.. ang mga adik ay naglaro to the max sa timezone.. ngdrive.. ngdance revo..(di nyo ba alm na c marlon ay expert din dto?? hehehehe.. well, ngaun alm nyo na.. hehehe...) tpos naglaro pa ng naglaro.. before we knew it, 3pm na pala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;at nakita na namin ang hinihintay naming mga classmates!! grabe.. kkrating lang nla, pauwi na km.. huhuhu.. sayang tlga.. sna sma sma km ngkulitan sa sm.. minsan lng mngyari un.. pero anyweiz.. bgo umuwi ang angelz.. binisita muna nmin c "van gogh" at nagpasketch sa knya.. hehehehe... and we then headed home(ni carla dhil tga-hatid lng km..) hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;well... aun lng nmn ung kwento ng araw na toh.. enjoy to the max, bezzies.. salamat ha.. buti nlng pinayagan c carla.. kundi, kwwa nmn ako kei nory!!!! hahahahahaha... joke joke joke!!!!! hehehehe.. pero seriously, thank you very much.. salamat 3-A... salamat angelz.. this is one of the best birhday's eves (kung mern man nun) that i've had.. thank you.. and i've just had my best pre-birthday celebration(kung mern ding gnun).. salamat ng marami to the people na kasama ko dun.. super thank you po.. thank you thank you thank you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;ingatz kau lagi ha.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;(",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-117491023933165663?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/117491023933165663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=117491023933165663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117491023933165663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117491023933165663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-to-remember.html' title='a day to remember...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-117490832264964905</id><published>2007-03-26T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T05:25:22.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures!!pictures!! worth a million words..(",)01</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/2430/PICT0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/25703/PICT0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/934599/PICT0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/625894/PICT0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/282837/PICT0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/452435/PICT0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/209970/PICT0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/561967/PICT0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/206651/PICT0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/593151/PICT0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/372863/PICT0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/969154/PICT0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/773247/PICT0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/118980/PICT0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/935989/PICT0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/955556/PICT0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/179939/PICT0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/363492/PICT0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/320/13318/PICT0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-117490832264964905?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/117490832264964905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=117490832264964905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117490832264964905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/117490832264964905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2007/03/picturespictures-worth-million-words01.html' title='pictures!!pictures!! worth a million words..(&quot;,)01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-115538629176569937</id><published>2006-08-12T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:38:11.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mish u.. *aNgeL04</title><content type='html'>hi bEzziEs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi n rn s mga dumdaan,...&lt;br /&gt;hLa!&lt;br /&gt;muLto pLa un..&lt;br /&gt;(cOrNeE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe,.&lt;br /&gt;la lng..&lt;br /&gt;ngp0st lng aq..&lt;br /&gt;namiz q n kc 2ng bLog nmen eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sObrng bc kc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngah pla,..&lt;br /&gt;tnx beZzies sa pG-aLga nyOh sakn nung mei skit aq...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnx..&lt;br /&gt;mwaahh....*huGs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LabyOo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care coz i care,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngah pla,.&lt;br /&gt;new sitting arrangement na,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaasar...&lt;br /&gt;likod aq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;hi sa mga new seatm8s q..&lt;br /&gt;hi mama j0yse nd jean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+lonely anGeL_04+&lt;br /&gt;O=)&lt;br /&gt;(^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-115538629176569937?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/115538629176569937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=115538629176569937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115538629176569937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115538629176569937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2006/08/mish-u-angel04.html' title='mish u.. *aNgeL04'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-115530031812602069</id><published>2006-08-11T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T05:45:18.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>model ng????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/rowane-model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/rowane-model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adeek... prng my nkkta ako s bckground ah...(buking?!?!?!) hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/nory-model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/nory-model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; uyyy, cute nmn nya... geh, todo smile pa...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/carla-model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/carla-model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehehe... la ako msbi... hehehe.. joke... okz pic ntn, d mukng constipated...!!!! haha.. jokjokjok!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yan.. npost ko na po... hehehehe... kahiya!!! psway kau!!!! tgal n nto ah.. prang khpon laman(hahahaha)... anyweiz... get well soon bezzs... mahirap na buhay ngaun... bawal magkasakit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gudluck sa tests, presentations, practices, projects, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag mxdo mgppgod despite of all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-115530031812602069?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/115530031812602069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=115530031812602069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115530031812602069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115530031812602069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2006/08/model-ng_11.html' title='model ng????'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-115529985828973490</id><published>2006-08-11T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T05:37:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>model ng????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-115529985828973490?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/115529985828973490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=115529985828973490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115529985828973490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115529985828973490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2006/08/model-ng.html' title='model ng????'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-115167643019287517</id><published>2006-06-30T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T06:22:33.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isang Araw, Sa Silid-aralan ng 3-Archimedes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isang umaga, as in, maaga talaga, kita nmn eh, ala pa nga tao eh... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hmm... kyle, anung problema?? hehe... kya mu yan, dude...!!! hehehe... nice pic..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;stooopppppp!!!! no pix puhlease!!! xryoso kmi dto... bwal nngugulo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o ayan, chikahan muna to the max... bonding nla precious, graceous at v-mon!!! hehehe... ui, lunch mun akau...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hehehe... camera-shy??? hehehe.. okie lng yn... smile!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nakz.. shy-type tlga v-mon.. hehehe... ei, precious and graceous, congratz nga pla... glng nyo!!! hehehe...(sa drawing contest...--3rd c graceous, 1st si precious pti sa division...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;naks naman, Nory, todo project...!!! Go tandang nora... hehehe.. joke lng.. peace out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waw, concentrate to the max... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; career mode ang mga drawing ah, panlaban sa contest!!!! asteeg... gudluck!! e anu nmn keia ang gngwa ng ngppicture??? hehehe... bt d ngddrawing?? hehehe... jokez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nakz, parang pangmodel... hehehehe... propesyunal, dod!!! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/1600/PICT0014.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/321/1991/320/PICT0014.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o, kyle, dnte, jp at rommel, todo na yan, portrait nyo ba yan??? hehehe... joke lng, pti kau career mode ah... hehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-115167643019287517?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/115167643019287517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=115167643019287517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115167643019287517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115167643019287517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2006/06/isang-araw-sa-silid-aralan-ng-3.html' title='Isang Araw, Sa Silid-aralan ng 3-Archimedes...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-115158256725414497</id><published>2006-06-29T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T05:02:47.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hay.. tgal ko nang di nakapagpost dito ah... well.. kayo din nmn eh.. mxdong bc ba??? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh, maikli lng toh... ingatz nlng kau...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-115158256725414497?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/115158256725414497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=115158256725414497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115158256725414497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/115158256725414497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113748158624025330</id><published>2006-01-16T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:06:26.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fOr yOu mY bEzZiEs...!!!(",)*02</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Forgive You My Bezz!!!&lt;br /&gt;by Carla Mia R. Yecla(",)02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my best friend&lt;br /&gt;You always will be&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes I get mad at you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there are things that bother me&lt;br /&gt;Coz I thought you were always there to listen--&lt;br /&gt;I forgot you also have other priorities aside from me,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But remember always&lt;br /&gt;That I will forgive you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Angel And Friend&lt;br /&gt;by Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would find&lt;br /&gt;a friend so great and a friend so kind&lt;br /&gt;I look up to you in every way&lt;br /&gt;cause I learn something from you every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you I don't know where I'd be&lt;br /&gt;but you're still here, friends with me&lt;br /&gt;you deserve so much more than I can give&lt;br /&gt;but without you I wouldn't live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've given me more than money can buy&lt;br /&gt;and for you I'd give my all and I would die&lt;br /&gt;This feeling I feel gets stronger every day&lt;br /&gt;hoping not to screw it up, I constantly pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we have our problems every now and then&lt;br /&gt;but once it's fixed our friendship is better times ten&lt;br /&gt;and I want you to know that I truly do care&lt;br /&gt;even in fights when I say things that aren't fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an angel from God up above&lt;br /&gt;and I'm thankful for your understanding love&lt;br /&gt;because when you're around everything seems right&lt;br /&gt;and for you, until the end, I will fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you do or say&lt;br /&gt;because you'll be my friend anyway&lt;br /&gt;I know the real you that's down deep inside&lt;br /&gt;and in you, I'll always confide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the friend you are&lt;br /&gt;you're my best friend, an angel by far&lt;br /&gt;everything in you is an inspiration to do great&lt;br /&gt;and you'll be loved by all cause that's your fate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never stop being the real and wonderful you&lt;br /&gt;cause God shines through in all that you do&lt;br /&gt;and whenever it seems like I'm never there&lt;br /&gt;remember this: I love you and I'll always care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**for you....heehee...ang sweet q noh...jokiez...pero,,totoo toh...everything written here is all true... this is all for you bezzies!!I rilly thank God for giving me two wonderful people...mawala n clang lahat!! wag lng kaung 2...[except for my family ofcourse]i love you bezzies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113748158624025330?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113730665458688233</id><published>2006-01-14T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T22:30:54.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel04 wants 2 say sumthing....*04</title><content type='html'>hel0w po0h...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miz na miz q na kau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz waNt 2 say s0rRy 4 aLL d bad th!ngs i've d0ne 2 u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s0rRy f i'm n0t a g0Od beSt fr!end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sOrRy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kng m!nsan ngta2mp0 meh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc ...&lt;br /&gt;bstah..&lt;br /&gt;d q lam..&lt;br /&gt;prang ngka2r00n n rn ng gap ehh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s0rRy kng minsan ngi2ng malungkOt me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pr0 d q cnsabeh kng bket....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8s just dat...&lt;br /&gt;im n0t yet ready 2 tell it 2 u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pr0 lam ny0h nman  eh..&lt;br /&gt;lhat2..&lt;br /&gt;kau ang nka2alam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kea lng dis past few days...&lt;br /&gt;ngi2ng malungk0t na tlgah meh...&lt;br /&gt;lam ny0h n kng bket...&lt;br /&gt;kea d0nt w0ri....&lt;br /&gt;un ung dhilan nun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d kc mwala sa icp q un...&lt;br /&gt;y0kong icpn pr0...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y0kong mwla......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kc prang nwa2lan n meh ng pag-asa sa buhay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawa2lan n q ng pg-asa n ipgpa2loy ang buhay q,.....&lt;br /&gt;dhil sa mga nangya2ri sa ken....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h0wp u understand bezZ!es....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam q nman n kau lng tlgah ang maka2intndi sken....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s0wee.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel 04 wants to say sOrrY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an angel who haS bEen s0 bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an angel whO wants 4giveness from u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labyah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;soooorrrreeeeee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113730665458688233?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113730665458688233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113730665458688233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113730665458688233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pick up your pieces&lt;br /&gt;When you're falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt; your silent alarm&lt;br /&gt;To guide you&lt;br /&gt;And keep you&lt;br /&gt;Safe from all harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;To work and to play&lt;br /&gt;My light is so bright&lt;br /&gt;It's guiding your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent straight from heaven&lt;br /&gt;To watch you with love&lt;br /&gt;Holding your heart&lt;br /&gt;With God's hand from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pRa sa inY0h po0h aNg pOem n 2.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhal q kaU!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tnx 4 oL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - angel04- -&lt;br /&gt;kwatr0 4ever&lt;br /&gt;O=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113730584556393302?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113654472089523192</id><published>2006-01-06T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T02:52:00.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile... *wane01</title><content type='html'>A smile again n again...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  A smile again n again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happen in life, &lt;br /&gt;n u smile, &lt;br /&gt;People ignore u, &lt;br /&gt;u smile, &lt;br /&gt;they dont like u, &lt;br /&gt;but u smile, &lt;br /&gt;u feel bad, &lt;br /&gt;still u smile, &lt;br /&gt;They do it again n again, &lt;br /&gt;but u keep up ur smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u aren't great as them, &lt;br /&gt;u aren't wished like them, &lt;br /&gt;u aren't talked like them, &lt;br /&gt;still u love them, &lt;br /&gt;n welcome them, &lt;br /&gt;with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time keep movin', &lt;br /&gt;n u need them, &lt;br /&gt;they laugh at you, &lt;br /&gt;they put u aside, &lt;br /&gt;n u have it all, &lt;br /&gt;with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U feel alone, &lt;br /&gt;u feel exhausted, &lt;br /&gt;tears keep flowing, &lt;br /&gt;but u hide them, &lt;br /&gt;n instead, show your lips, &lt;br /&gt;carrying a smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Prankul Agarwal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... hehe... pra sa bezzies q ult... na hnd lng nksmile plgi, twa pa ng twa... &lt;imagine?!?!?&gt; hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113654472089523192?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113654472089523192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>angel... *wane01</title><content type='html'>"My Angel"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  There's an Angel within me who KNOWS what I need.&lt;br /&gt;I can have what I ask for, if I only BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;My Angel is with me where ever I go.&lt;br /&gt;If there is DANGER ahead, my Angel will KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;When I KNOW in my HEART, and can SEE with my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I can have what I ask for. I'm a child of the DIVINE.&lt;br /&gt;If I want something SPECIAL, I need only to THINK.&lt;br /&gt;My Angel within me, creates, QUICK AS A WINK!&lt;br /&gt;My Angel and I, are ONE of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;When I want to SEE one, I can LOOK, with my MIND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauline DiBenedetto &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hehehe... pra sa bezzy qng "angel"... hehehe... wla lang... gusto q lng mgthank you ng sobra sobra... hehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113654265204368884?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113654265204368884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113654265204368884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;nkkmisss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nkkmisss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lng... ala n me msbi.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;il wish u n lng a merry christmas and a happy new year...&lt;br /&gt;please take care always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113627932241416928?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113627932241416928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113627932241416928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113627932241416928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113627932241416928'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;ibah kc pgtrat0h ny0h saken...&lt;br /&gt;dhil sa iny0h...nafi2l q na special aq...tnx po0h sa lhat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MeRry cHr!stmas and hapee new yir po0h"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz kau lgeh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g0d bless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missus0much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labyah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwaaahhhhhhugsss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...angel04...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113534545011709531?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113534545011709531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113534545011709531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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morning&lt;br /&gt;and the flowers can be seen blooming&lt;br /&gt;the sunlight brings another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the dark clouds came rolling&lt;br /&gt;and the thunder can be heard rumbling&lt;br /&gt;seems like another day going wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i caught a glimpse of you&lt;br /&gt;like the sunshine coming through&lt;br /&gt;a ray of hope in the darkness that im in...&lt;br /&gt;you may not know, not know, not know&lt;br /&gt;coz i can't, just can't show&lt;br /&gt;but still hoping you'll see beyond me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the world seems turning round&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things that let me down&lt;br /&gt;but i know the thoughts of you will bring me round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like holdin on to a thread&lt;br /&gt;fearing it'll break or i might let go&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens, i never know, never know...&lt;br /&gt;(dnt wna let go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***bezzies...&lt;br /&gt;la lng mgwa...&lt;br /&gt;pxnxa na sa abala.. (kung naabala kau dto..) hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko lng nmn sbhn ang gusto kong sbhn sa inyo mtgal nah... d ko lng alam kng pno sbhn eh.. cguro okei na sa gntong paraan... etoh nah...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;sna mging merry ang christmas nyo and happy ang new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie na bah???? hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile olweiz!!!&lt;br /&gt;take care!!!&lt;br /&gt;take good care!!&lt;br /&gt;take very good care!!!&lt;br /&gt;ingat kau lagi!!&lt;br /&gt;wag kalimtuang alagaan ang sarili...&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE COZ I CARE!!! hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt; merry christmas ulet!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113531671492758170?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;s0brang sayah nmen...lumib0t kmeh sa bu0ng sm....puntah kmeh dn sa mga damit...bili ng mga gifts pra sa relatives ng isa qng bezZy&lt;01&gt;,,,,,,hehe....ang sayah nga ehh..kmeh ung nami2li....tp0s tawa2 kmeh ng twa kc...kng anuh2 ung pngti2ngnan nmen....hehe....my maliit my malaki,,,,,harhar..nuh ba 2ng pngsa2beh q......at isa pahng nka2twa......pur0 txt aq bu0ng araw..hal0s d q ngah makausap ung mga bezZies q..kze ba nman...ang dameh qng katext....lgeng "no space for new messages" ang nki2tah q...nka2inis.....d 2loy pumapas0k ung mga msg galign sa knyah....per0 lam nman nlah..na msayahng-msayah aq...kc lam nlah na katxt q...ung pnkaimpt.&lt;impt.&gt;.....na ta0 sa buhay q.... c c..e..b...u...a....n...o...??.... kng cnuh man xa....xa nga ung unahng2 bumati saken..ng g0od m0rning....halos bu0ng gabeh at araw kmehng mgkatxt nun..nka2sawa.,,&lt;owss...ngsawa&gt;...cgur0h ngsa2wa na un saken...hehe.....pr0..s0brang caring nman nyah....lgeh nyah qng pnapakain..lgeh nyah qng inaala2...hehe..kilig nman aq...kea lng...lam ny0h..prang mej0 nwa2la ung tlgahng kilig..cgu0rh kc...lgeh q na xang katxt..&lt;kea&gt;....ska...prang la na tlgah aqng filings sa knyah..kinikilig na lng cgur0h aq..kc xa n lng ung ngpa2kilig sa ken..d gayah..ng 2 qng beZzies,,,mdamehng ngpa2kilig jan..dameh kcng ngka2gus2 sa knilah...ang ga2nda kc...ang ba2it pah..kea  ngah swerte aq sa knila..kc mganda na mabait pa ung mga bezzies q....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;uu ngah pla.....kinukwen2 qngah pla ung lakad nmen...tp0s un...e di nkabili kmeh ng mga gifts...tp0s...s0brang pag0d na pag0d na kmeh....sakit na ng mga paa nmen...nakuh...ka2pag0d....lakad kmeh ng lkad.....s0,..ang ginwa nmen....kmeh ang ngsayah....&lt;br /&gt;ngsukat kmeh ng mga damit...ngfit kmeh...tp0s kinuhanan ng pic ni wanie..&lt;br /&gt;nka2twa ngah ehh....ng mga ichura nmen...kng mki2tah ny0h lng....un ang gnwa nmen....ang sayah palang mgfit...lalo na kng mdamehng kang pera....heeh...pr0 la kmeh nun ehh...kea mej0 malungk0t..un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e2 po0h ung nangyari sa day nmen ngaun....&lt;br /&gt;till hir na lng po0h.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz lgeh...&lt;br /&gt;g0d bless...&lt;br /&gt;mwahhugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;angel04&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"luv q c daniel RADCLIFFE"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnx bezzies 4 everything..&lt;br /&gt;mami2ss q kau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aalis na q..&lt;br /&gt;d ny0h na ata meh maki2tahh,.,,,&lt;br /&gt;hapi aq dhil ngkitah tau..&lt;br /&gt;bag0 aq umalis....&lt;br /&gt;txt ny0h n lng aq....&lt;br /&gt;sna mgktah pa tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mami2ss q ung 2-a....&lt;br /&gt;haayy...&lt;br /&gt;geh po0h..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labyah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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mahimbing sa ka2icp q sa pr0bLemahng un.....haaayy....&lt;br /&gt;s0brang sayah nmen...lumib0t kmeh sa bu0ng sm....puntah kmeh dn sa mga damit...bili ng mga gifts pra sa relatives ng isa qng bezZy&lt;01&gt;,,,,,,hehe....ang sayah nga ehh..kmeh ung nami2li....tp0s tawa2 kmeh ng twa kc...kng anuh2 ung pngti2ngnan nmen....hehe....my maliit my malaki,,,,,harhar..nuh ba 2ng pngsa2beh q......at isa pahng nka2twa......pur0 txt aq bu0ng araw..hal0s d q ngah makausap ung mga bezZies q..kze ba nman...ang dameh qng katext....lgeng "no space for new messages" ang nki2tah q...nka2inis.....d 2loy pumapas0k ung mga msg galign sa knyah....per0 lam nman nlah..na msayahng-msayah aq...kc lam nlah na katxt q...ung pnkaimpt.&lt;impt.&gt;.....na ta0 sa buhay q.... c c..e..b...u...a....n...o...??.... kng cnuh man xa....xa nga ung unahng2 bumati saken..ng g0od m0rning....halos bu0ng gabeh at araw kmehng mgkatxt nun..nka2sawa.,,&lt;owss...ngsawa&gt;...cgur0h ngsa2wa na un saken...hehe.....pr0..s0brang caring nman nyah....lgeh nyah qng pnapakain..lgeh nyah qng inaala2...hehe..kilig nman aq...kea lng...lam ny0h..prang mej0 nwa2la ung tlgahng kilig..cgu0rh kc...lgeh q na xang katxt..&lt;kea&gt;....ska...prang la na tlgah aqng filings sa knyah..kinikilig na lng cgur0h aq..kc xa n lng ung ngpa2kilig sa ken..d gayah..ng 2 qng beZzies,,,mdamehng ngpa2kilig jan..dameh kcng ngka2gus2 sa knilah...ang ga2nda kc...ang ba2it pah..kea  ngah swerte aq sa knila..kc mganda na mabait pa ung mga bezzies q....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;uu ngah pla.....kinukwen2 qngah pla ung lakad nmen...tp0s un...e di nkabili kmeh ng mga gifts...tp0s...s0brang pag0d na pag0d na kmeh....sakit na ng mga paa nmen...nakuh...ka2pag0d....lakad kmeh ng lkad.....s0,..ang ginwa nmen....kmeh ang ngsayah....&lt;br /&gt;ngsukat kmeh ng mga damit...ngfit kmeh...tp0s kinuhanan ng pic ni wanie..&lt;br /&gt;nka2twa ngah ehh....ng mga ichura nmen...kng mki2tah ny0h lng....un ang gnwa nmen....ang sayah palang mgfit...lalo na kng mdamehng kang pera....heeh...pr0 la kmeh nun ehh...kea mej0 malungk0t..un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e2 po0h ung nangyari sa day nmen ngaun....&lt;br /&gt;till hir na lng po0h.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz lgeh...&lt;br /&gt;g0d bless...&lt;br /&gt;mwahhugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;angel04&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"luv q c daniel RADCLIFFE"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnx bezzies 4 everything..&lt;br /&gt;mami2ss q kau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aalis na q..&lt;br /&gt;d ny0h na ata meh maki2tahh,.,,,&lt;br /&gt;hapi aq dhil ngkitah tau..&lt;br /&gt;bag0 aq umalis....&lt;br /&gt;txt ny0h n lng aq....&lt;br /&gt;sna mgktah pa tau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mami2ss q ung 2-a....&lt;br /&gt;haayy...&lt;br /&gt;geh po0h..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labyah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113508760631639398</id><published>2005-12-20T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T06:06:46.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outreach:reaching out...</title><content type='html'>ngayong araw na toh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm part happy (50% mathematecally speaking)&lt;br /&gt;part feeling out of place and, lastly,&lt;br /&gt;part nagaalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya ung feeling na nkkkita ka ng mga taong npapasaya... It's a different kind of happiness, lalo na kung ikaw ung cause ng happiness nla... It's the kind of happiness that i felt today (mdalas n nga eh, dhil.. hmm.. bstah..)... I accompanied my tita to an outreach program with the kundirana (if ur not aware of them, they are a singing group of LaSalle students). Our first stop is at the Sienna College, where the group sang for the elderly sisters... It was great seeing the group perform a wonderful presentation where they sang and danced at the same time... I was amazed by the way they sang and choreographed the songs, and the blending of their voices. After lunch, we, then, went to the Golden Acres(home for the aged) where the group performed another fantastic presentation. After their performance, ngdstribute km ng food pra dun sa mga lolo't lola.. Nkktuwa ung iba't ibang reactions nila. Ung iba, d p nga bnbigay, humuhingi na, ung iba kumukumpas pa hbng ngpperform ung kundirana, meron p ngang sumayaw.. hehe... Nkktuwa n mkta ung mga smiles nla na ngppkita ng appreciation nla dun sa ngperform at sa food na bngay... Nkktuwa isipin dahil ung mga mttnda dun, most of them were abandoned by their families and needed such kindness and care... It feels good to know that nkpagbgay km ng tuwa sa mga taong tulad nla especially ngaung christmas... hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdyo o.p. nga lng kc d ko mxdo close ung mga tao dun, lalo na ung kundirana, yan tuloy, nnhimik nnmn ako buong araw... hehehe... gumana nnmn ung pgkamahiyain koh... wahehe... pero okie lng, mbait nmn cla, kht ppano... they were great performers... hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. nu p b? hmm.. nga pla.. comment kau.. lalo na dun s mga gwa kong wlang kwenta(ung akng mga saloobin ukol sa iba't ibang bagay sa paligid koh at sa aking mga nararamdaman) hehehe... wala lng... pero pde ring wag n, nhhya kc ako eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. gbi na, mtutulog na aq... hehehehe... gudnytz peepz... sleep well... get well... hehehe... ngaalala me pra s inyo... nytz! ngatz lagi and God bless!!! thank you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113508760631639398?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113508760631639398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113508760631639398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113508760631639398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113508760631639398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2005/12/outreachreaching-out.html' title='outreach:reaching out...'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113499487196535339</id><published>2005-12-19T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T04:21:12.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aNg sAya Q ngAuN.....*02</title><content type='html'>ang saya saya!!!grabeh ang saya q ngaun!!wahahahaha!!hnd xdo halata noh??tawa aq ng tawa,,, heehee(",)****punta kmi knina kina wanee...gosh...bonding n nmn kming tatlo ng aking mga bezzies...wahihi...nood kmi kanina...karelate kmi knina dun s movie...kakaiyak...d story was about these 4 gurls who were bestfriends since they were kids...grabeh...ang galing...sana gaya nila ung friendship nmin eh maglast ng matagal...sisterhood of the tarvelling pants (m not xure with d title) wahekhek!!nanonood ng hindi alam ung title...tama b un??[nyeek!?!]tap0s,, ginawa n nga nmin tohng blog n toh...ang saya..mei blog n kmi...hihihihi....tawa kmi ng tawa...as usual,,, lagi nmn kming tatlo tumatawa...(nory)heehee...ng-pillowfight din nga pla kmi!!wahahaha!! ang kulit nmin...kasama nga din pla nmin ung lil sis ni wane...[hi nica!!]heehee....mejo pinag-usapan din nmin ung asian dance...[mejo lng]...hekhekhek!!tap0s aiun...dumilim n...keilngan n nmin umuwi ni nory...nung nglalakad n kmi...kakatakowt!!walang jeep!!antagal nming ng-aabang ng jeep...kinabahan n nga aq...buti nlng mei dumating din...tap0s bumaba din kmi ulit..biro mu un.. antagal nming nghintay ng jeep tp0s bababa rin pla kmi...naiwan kasi ni nory ung jacket nya... ehehehe...buti nlng hnd p kmi nakakalayo..pero kei lng...saya parin...un...un...un n un....heheheh..&lt;br /&gt;un ung ngyari s araw coh nung kasama coh ung mga bezzies q...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...i forgot to mention n before we went to wane's hauz...pinagtripan p pla nila acoo kasama c jean dun!!wahahaha!!!kinuha b nmn ung slippers q...tapos isabit dun s parol...kakainis tlga... pero kei lng xc ngsorry nmn cla...it was juz for fun..i understand...kakahiya tlga in fairness...mei mga tao p nmn dun...tap0s ung pangalawang beses kinuha nla ulit..sinabit nmn dun s mei grills ng hulo...kakainis..lam nmn nila n hindi q un abot...hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiii...buhay...kakapagod...pero i really enjoyed spending tym with them...2 hrs p nga lng ata kming ngkalayo,,miss q n nmn cla...heehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss yah bezzies!!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas poh to all...Enjoy ur vacation!!Happy Holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        ****~~~cArLa(",)02***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113499487196535339?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113499487196535339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113499487196535339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113499487196535339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113499487196535339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2005/12/ang-saya-q-ngaun02.html' title='aNg sAya Q ngAuN.....*02'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113498878745339757</id><published>2005-12-19T01:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T02:39:47.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hayy.. buhay... *01</title><content type='html'>"If all else fails, would you be there to love me?&lt;br /&gt;   When all else fails, would you be there to see right through me?"&lt;br /&gt;                         -same ground, kitchie nadal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you see right through me, though my actions show the other way around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a strange place and there are things that we are not meant to understand. Others say that it's just a play, an act, a show where one has to pretend. Do you really think so? I think not. There's no need... At times, when one pretends, one does not see that there's truth in every action, every gesture and most especially in every smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if one is forced to pretend for the good of everyone? Would somebody, especially the person/s for whom a message or gesture (of love and care) is intended to, still see what's inside his/her heart and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only love can allow the eyes to penetrate the mask that someone/a friend has for all the world to see. Only truth may open the heart to another's heart for a connection that only they can communicate through. Only patience may enable the soul to come to a realization of the true identity of someone, a realization that may last a lifetime, a bond that cannot be broken by anything, a stronger something that is worth living for, and worth dying for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113498878745339757?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113498878745339757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113498878745339757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113498878745339757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113498878745339757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2005/12/hayy-buhay-01_19.html' title='hayy.. buhay... *01'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19995223.post-113498389897843748</id><published>2005-12-19T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T01:18:18.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>success... </title><content type='html'>ang saya-saya today!!! &lt;br /&gt;carla: pgktpos nla kunin ung slippers koh today&lt;br /&gt;nory: msya p rn akoh... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;rowane: wahehehe.. ang kulit nmin... gwa kmi script.. title: script ng buhay nmin... hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;nica: how about me?&lt;br /&gt;rowane: hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;carla: ang sya dhil my blog n km. &lt;br /&gt;nory: wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;rowane: kc my ngtxt s knya.. la lng.. ttwa lng cya.. sobrang sya nmen noh? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;carla: as of today, ang dmi nmin nprctce, grabeh, apat kmi.&lt;br /&gt;nory: anoo npractice ntn? meron b?&lt;br /&gt;rowane: wahehehe... la lng.. ttwa lng dn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi jean!!!! &lt;uyy, flattened, special mention!!..hehehe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;announcement: today is one of our bonding moments... for keeps nnmn toh.. ang sya ng the sisterhood of the travelling pants.. tear-jerker...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... mxdo kc nmin nmiss ang isa't isa after three days... d km mktagal eh... d km mkatiis... hehehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must stick with you forever!!!! heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19995223-113498389897843748?l=angelz010204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/feeds/113498389897843748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19995223&amp;postID=113498389897843748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113498389897843748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19995223/posts/default/113498389897843748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelz010204.blogspot.com/2005/12/success.html' title='success... &lt;pgktpos ng effort!!&gt;'/><author><name>angelz010204</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701493533138621520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/321/1991/1600/133267/PICT0159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
