<?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-6281026296443718358</id><updated>2012-01-03T16:42:57.305+08:00</updated><category term='pre-finals'/><category term='cellphone'/><category term='finance'/><category term='encoding'/><category term='tv show'/><category term='top 4 performance'/><category term='arroyo'/><category term='self'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='art'/><category term='graduate'/><category term='american idol season 7'/><category term='Snickers'/><category term='horror'/><category term='Photoshop'/><category term='summer'/><category term='personality'/><category term='jason castro'/><category term='centennial hall'/><category term='society'/><category term='baking'/><category term='family'/><category term='emo'/><category term='video'/><category term='morning'/><category term='rock and roll'/><category term='david cook'/><category term='dance'/><category term='April 27'/><category term='Iris'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='house speaker'/><category term='syesha mercado'/><category term='powerpuff girls'/><category term='Patrick the Starfish'/><category term='interior design'/><category term='Tuesday'/><category term='Click Five'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='festival mall'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='brooke white'/><category term='college'/><category term='david archuleta'/><category term='government'/><category term='popcorn'/><category term='school'/><category term='university of santo tomas'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='vexel'/><category term='Monday'/><category term='jessi xx'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Thursday'/><category term='suspense'/><category term='Gizmo'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='design'/><category term='kyle xy'/><category term='nograles'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Panic At The Disco'/><category term='burger king'/><category term='february'/><category term='iv-rizal'/><category term='winner'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='Mcdo'/><category term='infatuation'/><category term='friendster layouts'/><category term='deviantart'/><category term='chris daughtry'/><category term='manila hotel'/><category term='freshman'/><category term='opportunity'/><category term='junior senior promenade'/><category term='always be my baby'/><category term='old songs'/><category term='May'/><category term='final destination'/><category term='prom'/><category term='yay'/><category term='internet'/><category term='high school'/><category term='mariah carey'/><category term='cake'/><category term='spongebob'/><category term='vector'/><category term='highschool'/><category term='neil diamond'/><category term='wednesday'/><category term='spongebob squarepants'/><category term='de venecia'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='politics'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='Saturday'/><category term='sketch'/><category term='music'/><category term='mass'/><category term='UST'/><category term='happy'/><category term='thriller'/><category term='website'/><category term='blog'/><category term='life'/><category term='february 21'/><category term='27'/><category term='carly smithson'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='KFC'/><category term='insomnia'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='JS prom'/><category term='mall'/><category term='Mcnuggets'/><category term='Coke float'/><category term='to-do'/><title type='text'>Looking Through the Iris</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
See the world as I see it. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-6394624397158791206</id><published>2008-06-01T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:13:56.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>The Golden Post</title><content type='html'>Yipee! This is my 50th post! I haven't been blogging for a while - it's because I am so busy thinking and doing things in real life. I haven't finished my website yet, and school's gonna start next week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WhatdoIdo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WhatdoIdo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WhatdoIdo? &lt;/span&gt;I keep panicking how will I be able to wake up early when even now I couldn't? Oh well, let's just see... my future lies in my hands then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another day of my nostalgic days. Why? QTV decided to take a replay on American Idol Season 7. Of course, I couldn't help but watch (it's part of the reason why I &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; haven't finished my website). I can't help but admire the contestants how far they've come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I noticed during the replays that I'm finding myself to actually quite believe that David Cook is somehow a smug? I shouldn't do that, but he keeps making this weird and awkward facial reactions when people say they admire him. Perfect example is the caller from Pittsburgh, I think who asked him to have a date for her birthday since DC is coming over to her hometown days almost her birthday. And then, DC said "We'll see..." with the slight bit of hesitation in his face. If I did that, maybe I felt bad. Oh, shucks I dunno. &lt;s&gt;I think this is just part of missing my infatuation. :c ARGH, he is still on my mind &amp;amp; heart! Tssss.. I am getting so cheesy. I should quit this (even though I know it's normal).&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be trying to finish the website tonight. I want to take a break and let traffic roll. School's going to start and before that I want to de-stress. After all, I'm going to be a college freshie @ UST right? I deserve a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but... my uniform! OH GEEZ. Yes, my uniform! I forgot to tell you guys! My uniform's supersized! D: It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medium&lt;/span&gt; and I didn't notice it was sooo big for me! The lady in UST (CFAD Dept.) told us that medium was the only one in stock and she was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt; kind to let me fit the medium. So I went to the CR to fit it, and the blouse fit me although I disagreed with the idea that it's see-through, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama got 3 pieces of the blouse&lt;/span&gt;. Without our knowledge and with confidence held in mind, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month, I decided to fit my uniform again and much to my surprise it was 2x bigger than my bodyframe! OH MY GAWD. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It meant that either the blouse was not actually medium, but it was small OR the lady gave us 3 blouses which weren't the right size (if not medium). &lt;/span&gt;It was so devastating, you could actually see I'm doing ALL CAPS here!!! Yesss it was so big and the neckline extends up to the cleavage! I'm way frustrated because I don't have big boobs, yes... at all. Hahaha. Funny right? Well I admit I am a bit flat-chested but I'm happy with my kiddie-size bodyframe. At least I could stash clothes from the kids section in the department store. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But back to the uniform&lt;/span&gt;... I dunno what I'm going to do with it. I think I'm running my head over to the nearest best tailor/dressmaker in town and let him/her do the work. Ack, I can almost cry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I am still clueless about the independent life. I don't know if I'll survive. Coz' you know I get easily homesick. But, &lt;u&gt;I shall manage&lt;/u&gt;. See you again, but I think I'll be blogging more on my site now. :) Anyways, I won't forget this blog. It has been with me since way back when. :D I am just teary-eyed happy right now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In short, mixed emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-6394624397158791206?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6394624397158791206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=6394624397158791206&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6394624397158791206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6394624397158791206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/06/golden-post.html' title='The Golden Post'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-6880641627190159256</id><published>2008-05-27T17:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:49:19.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic At The Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>First Transfer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aww, I only got 14 days for my summer vacation - June 10 will be saying hello to me because UST will have its University Mass on that date. Whatever it is, I am still unsure of attending. I don't know how those things work in college. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I even have a bigger-than-me sized uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Oh crap. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking my uniform to the best dressmaker in town. I shall not have a uniform that makes me look like a patient from the mental hospital. &lt;s&gt;Oh right, exaggeration again&lt;/s&gt;. Tssss, I think this week sucks (if not for my website design sessions) because I won't have anything to do besides encode, design, eat and sleep. Gosh, and I got back to my "insomnia days" again. I slept late, like I think it was around 4 or 5 AM. How will I ever survive being independent if oversleeping is my worst enemy this school year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class would officially start on Wednesday, 11th of June 2008. But my daily sked begins on Monday - good thing class starts @ 10 AM. Then on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; (which is supposedly my "break day" because my first subject starts at 1:00 PM) I have my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE - volleyball. BVC12. 9-11 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still don't have any idea what college is like. The title of this post says it all - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all firsts&lt;/span&gt;. And speaking of which, it is also my first time to transfer my files to a paid domain. Now, I can have all the website named to myself. :) &lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I love the idea of having my own space in the web."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Anyway I think I just have to encode and encode and encode until this website (HappyChocoBox.net) is finished. And oh, include bathroom breaks on my busy sked too. :D Okay, so I'm wrapping this post now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just drop me a word if you ever get by here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;End of May Soundtrack courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Panic&lt;/span&gt;! At &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;That Green Gentleman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nine In The Afternoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Northern Downpour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* They have a whole new sound in their whole new album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pretty. Odd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is must-hear album. I love the 3 songs and it makes me feel happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Panic! At The Disco, btw, will have a concert here in the Philippines on August 14 @Araneta Coliseum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I badly want a ticket! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A VIP ticket to be specific!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-6880641627190159256?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6880641627190159256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=6880641627190159256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6880641627190159256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6880641627190159256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-transfer.html' title='First Transfer'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-1437535807456387079</id><published>2008-05-24T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:49:11.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infatuation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really get caught up in thinking of what titles to name my posts, thanks to my trusty Winamp and to my &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;greatest&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; summer infatuation, David Cook. :D You bet I would include him again to this post. Okay okay, I admit this has become a habit for me to post about him. Well now, I'd post just little - it's all about me baby! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first thing's first: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got a domain for myself!&lt;/span&gt; It's &lt;a href="http://happychocobox.net/"&gt;HappyChocoBox.net&lt;/a&gt; but the site is yet available because I'm still in the process of perfecting my fruit of labor and love. :) I'll update you as soon as the files are all uploaded and there are no bugs, flaws, whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing American Idol. :(  &lt;--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pardon me, I really get nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more than that, I miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt; Cook&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;s&gt;Gawd, I think I even told Mama that he's my ideal husband&lt;/s&gt;! Pwahaha. Oh well, forget that I told you that. &gt;.&lt;   *blushes*  Okay, I'll update you next time. :) I'm really in a hurry to finish my website soon enough before my college years start. Catch you all guys again sometime.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: I know few of you totally read my blog. Haha, anyway I predict when I'm famous, y'all be frequently on the lookout for my updates. LOL. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-1437535807456387079?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1437535807456387079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=1437535807456387079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1437535807456387079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1437535807456387079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-3379076052426453655</id><published>2008-05-22T15:45:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:23:03.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gizmo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winner'/><title type='text'>I Can't Contain My Happiness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, the verdict has been set. And after almost 5 months, today has been the most memorable day in my entire TV lifetime. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/j166bs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt; Cook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;is the American Idol of Season 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night (which was the Final Performance night) pretty sucks - Simon Cowell gave the two Davids his piece of judgment, calling it a knockout by David Archuleta. I can sense that there's something going on that night and even David Cook had performed 3 beautiful songs, he couldn't contain his feeling about Simon giving a damn let-down. So what happened then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night started with a boxing theme and The Davids being introduced to the public. The first song choice was by RCA Chairman Clive Davis, the second choice was picked by the contestants from American Idol Season 7's Songwriting Competition, and the third and last choice was a song picked by the contestants - be it a previous performance or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the order performance is decided through a coin toss - David Archuleta won the toss so he got to pick his position: he said he's decided to go second. Lord Andrew Webber (responsible for the Phantom of the Opera music) coached them again for the second time; he had also coached the contestants during the Top 6 Performance Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the list of performances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;David Cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Song Choice: &lt;/span&gt;I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For (U2)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Song Choice:&lt;/span&gt; Dream Big (Emily Shackelton)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Song Choice:&lt;/span&gt; The World I Know (Collective Soul)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Song Choice: &lt;/span&gt;Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me (Elton John)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Song Choice: &lt;/span&gt;In This Moment (Ryan Gillmor)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Song Choice: &lt;/span&gt;Imagine (John Lennon)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realitytvworld.com/news/david-cook-david-archuleta-take-american-idol-stage-for-final-time-7148.php"&gt;You can read the whole article about the American Idol Season 7 Finale here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, as I have said, I'm happy my predictions were right. I knew David Cook would win this hands down no matter what Simon had said about him being knocked out by the little David. It's only him - one heck of a critic judge against David Cook's millions and millions of fans, include Randy Jackson and Paula Abdul - and that makes Simon Cowell the only dissatisfied audience that night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also casted my vote for David Cook using &lt;a href="http://gizmocall.com/"&gt;Gizmo&lt;/a&gt;! Good thing I have voted just in time for the finals! I can't believe my call through &lt;a href="http://gizmocall.com/"&gt;Gizmo&lt;/a&gt; got through!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry for the over usage of exclamation marks - it's just that I am so ecstatic that he finally won this season after all the hard work he's been through&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;** UPDATE: I'm halfway through with my website. :) I think I can host it before the end of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I congratulate my greatest summer infatuation David Cook for winning this season of American Idol! It has been an honor to me to have known you, even if it's just through our Sony Wega TV. :D Hahaha. But taking this on serious note, you were the only one who made me inspired and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;have helped me overcome my songwriter's block&lt;/span&gt;! :D Thank you David Cook! (As if he would be reading this! But we may never know - I sure hope so. I really like him that much - not only because of how he looks right now but how he makes me like the old songs I've never even heard of. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR VOICE TOTALLY BLEW ME AWAY DAVID COOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-3379076052426453655?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3379076052426453655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=3379076052426453655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3379076052426453655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3379076052426453655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-contain-my-happiness.html' title='I Can&apos;t Contain My Happiness!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/j166bs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-484486594678576283</id><published>2008-05-21T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:11:01.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>Fast Track Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, I'm gonna make this just a quick bite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; working on my PHP pages for the website I'm planning to be hosted @ NeoTitans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Kettle Popcorn &lt;/span&gt;and I still ♥ it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm so happy we had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inihaw na porkchop&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The finals for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;American Idol Season 7 is gonna be later @ 6PM on QTV channel 11&lt;/span&gt;! Ooopf! (How do you pronounce that anyway? Oh well) I can't wait! xD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope David Cook wins this season!&lt;/span&gt; But as I always say, he and Archuleta are both great. It's just that I'm more likely to cheer DC. :"&gt; *blushes*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally! I got to vote for David Cook as my American Idol through Gizmo! I can't believe I just did! o_O It's like a dream come true (&lt;s&gt;exaggeration&lt;/s&gt;) well not exactly that fulfilling but I'm so happy my vote got in. At least I know that when David Cook wins, I have been a part of his success. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAVID COOK FTW&lt;/span&gt;! (For the Win) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha. This is getting extreme. Summer infatuation sucks, I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mama and I are getting through pretty well. And I am so damn glad we're good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm getting too excited for everything!!! :D:D:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dunno. I just have so many things happening in my life. &lt;s&gt;Okay, excluding lovelife&lt;/s&gt;. I just don't feel like I should be sitting around the corner and putting myself down like I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to realize that even though many people say that life is unfair, face the fact that you must stand up, hold your head high and do the best that you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to be happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because after all, it's only yourself who could do the best of everything for your own happiness - and that's what I have finally realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I found my true happiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-484486594678576283?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/484486594678576283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=484486594678576283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/484486594678576283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/484486594678576283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/fast-track-update.html' title='Fast Track Update'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4209620787974300367</id><published>2008-05-18T07:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T08:01:42.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>The New Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good morning again. I have some good news to tell you guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am used to waking up early now! I sleep early too - around 7 or 8 PM the most. :] Goodbye insomnia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; learned what PHP is! My website is now working under a local host. I have found an offline tester to see if it works without the hassle of getting first a webhost server and test it there, and more likely spend my weeks testing with my bill running. Here's the cool offine tester: &lt;a href="http://www.firepages.com.au/phpdev5.htm"&gt;http://www.firepages.com.au/phpdev5.htm&lt;/a&gt; Just install it on your computer, pop in your files in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www &lt;/span&gt;directory and poof! You may now test out your pages! :] Pretty nifty huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have evaluated the webhosts that captured my interest with their affordable hosting packages: Nokiahost vs. NeoTitans. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaila&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eerie-Silence.net &lt;/span&gt;referred me to NeoTitans instead. I think she's quite right, because Nokiahost offers cheap hosting with free domain but they require a 1-year minimum payment of Php1,800 (this is for the basic package) for your order while NeoTitans offer Php700 for their Starter B (Php350 for domain + Php350 for the package which is in 3 months payment term). NeoTitans is much more flexible when it comes to payment. I better get start inquiring.. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Idol Finals is really here! It's going to hit the TV screens by this week with the much awaited finale: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David vs. David&lt;/span&gt; battle. It's Cook or Archuleta - now or never. :D They're both really great singers but I hope Cook gets the title as Archuleta has to improve his overall stage performance (ugh, he has these awkward movements that make others think he's gay, although he's really not). I think he just needs more time. Cook is the perfect bagger of this season so he deserves to win. Plus, David Archuleta has more years to live for, so he could still join in for another season &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if that's legal. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mama and I are doing great! We're more of bonding now than ignore sessions. I've changed a lot since Papa reminded me of what things I should remember. This is one heck of a major self-renovation! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by the way, check out my new web layout.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed the previous one to this. I think it looks better. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/k3rlmw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Plus plus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I saw this @ &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/"&gt;Tinypic.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I super wanted a hair like this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. UGH. If only.. but since school's gonna start soon (June 11), I won't probably get it. Next summer na lang perhaps. :| Another plus - the shirt is so kawaii! I want to have one!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;-- sorry for the uber-usage of exclamation marks. You can tell I want this so bad. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 194px; height: 295px;" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/33aqb05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Coolness, huh? Oh well. I hope my hair could carry this style if I have the opportunity to go get it. But since I'm not a Caucasian, I can't probably (heyyy, dapat think positive Rys!). Tsk, tsk. Naku, I have to start to be optimistic na. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Naniniwala na ako sa inner beauty eh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D:D Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;PS: We'll go to church mamaya. Don't forget to attend the mass too ha?&lt;br /&gt;Visit God. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4209620787974300367?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4209620787974300367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4209620787974300367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4209620787974300367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4209620787974300367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-cut.html' title='The New Cut'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/k3rlmw_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-1211071881281245431</id><published>2008-05-16T05:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:38:42.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris daughtry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of santo tomas'/><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOOD MORNING&lt;/u&gt;! Yesss, it's Friday again! :D My favorite day of the week. Later I'd be watching Criminal Minds @ Studio 23, 9:30 PM. So if you want to have evening mystery chills, you know where you can stay and lounge on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;American Idol News Flash:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Syesha is voted off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's down to The Davids to battle it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 319px;" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/6psvoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She has been eliminated from the finals. Haaay, next week will be the end of American Idol Season 7 search. &lt;u&gt;I can't believe only 2 episodes are left&lt;/u&gt;. I'll miss those AI moments with Rachel (my "Home" --our special nickname) and the times of looking forward to Wednesdays and Thursdays just so I could get a glimpse of what AI has to offer. :D And of course, I'll miss the Davids, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook&lt;/span&gt; of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 398px;" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/28ck93d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy my predictions were right: the battle is David vs. David. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the season of American Idol I will always remember and treasure. The contestants are all great! Hands down. Whoever wins - be it Cook or Archuleta, doesn't matter. They all did their best to get this far. :) I hope they'll be successful to each of their own careers. Perfect example? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Daughtry&lt;/span&gt; of Season 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;By the way, to all incoming freshie of University of Sto. Tomas, classes will start on June 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gotta move on. I have to work on my post-website now. I'm starting to get the hang of PHP! Yaaaaay! ♥ Catch me on my next update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-1211071881281245431?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1211071881281245431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=1211071881281245431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1211071881281245431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1211071881281245431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/6psvoj_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-6989930810156798482</id><published>2008-05-15T04:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T04:57:45.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encoding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>Overslept</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gaaaah. OMG. Yesyes, this is an early morning post but if you'll consider this for my "supposed" yesterday post &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is actually soooo damn late&lt;/u&gt;. Why oh why do I have to suffer oversleeping and I actually missed the episode of American Idol's Top 3 Performance?  *slap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously dude, I am way too frustrated. In fact, if there had not been Youtube up on the internet, I'd be really crying by now. I know I'm overacting and exaggerating but hey,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;if you happen to miss the only thing that makes you happy on boring Wednesdays, you'll know what I'm going through&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I missed both the actual show &lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;and the replay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still take my chance on Saturday. It's good news for me because QTV happens to have replays again on weekends usually around 5:00 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am this early blogging about my yesterday frustration. Haha, (yes I can still laugh in spite of what happened and no, I am not yet crazy) I get so distracted on the internet. I should've been just encoding but I went from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;finding color palettes &gt; CandyMag &gt; Contact Lenses thread &gt; finding out wth is an Uzzlang &gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, after so many days of concentration I am still distracted! I actually used Google more than I should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, too much for yesterday and this morning. Aside from the fact that I did not get to watch the premiere show of AI which airs on 6PM @ QTV, I glued my eyes on Youtube for the performances of the remaining three; I am quite disappointed with their performance (Syesha, I haven't watched hers) because based on Simon's comments they all had just okay performances tonight. David Cook didn't surprise me that much at all. Well Archuleta quite sparked my interest for him again by singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And So It Goes &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Billy Joel&lt;/span&gt;, one of my fave piano artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I'd have to really focus. Else, my goal would take me after college before it's finished. Geez, I don't want that to happen. Let alone grow old with blogging the same rants over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK. I'll be back this morning. Gotta focus more on learning PHP and encoding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** Special note: International fans could vote for David Cook using Gizmo. Go to &lt;a href="http://david-cook.org/"&gt;David-Cook.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;browse the threads to find out how. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HINT:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You'll have to register to Gizmo --&gt; &lt;a href="http://gizmocall.com/"&gt;http://gizmocall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-6989930810156798482?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6989930810156798482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=6989930810156798482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6989930810156798482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6989930810156798482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/overslept.html' title='Overslept'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4541877801708476119</id><published>2008-05-14T12:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:22:58.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neil diamond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syesha mercado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>Can't Get Enough of Cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, I'm really dying to post this right now. Please bear with me (COOKies, where are you in my times of need? You have to defend me for this post! :D) Okay okay, I'll go straight ahead. I just wanted to share to you this spectacular vid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r392ZhwM79c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r392ZhwM79c&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare the modern performance of Cook to Neil Diamond's classic. :)&lt;br /&gt;Just so you have a background of the original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6gSA8ODoV4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6gSA8ODoV4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really thought David Cook had this amazing performance of Neil Diamond's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I Really Need Is You&lt;/span&gt;. It's my second best favorite next to, of-course-what-else, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt;. :] Third best is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleanor Rigby&lt;/span&gt; from The Beatles night performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just disheartening to know though, that American Idol Season 7 will be coming to a full circle with only 3 episodes to air (yes, including the one which will later be seen on QTV channel 11). Aside from that, I won't be seeing DC for a while. I think I'll miss him (awww, stop the tears - hand me a tissue will ya!). His performance is what makes me look forward to Wednesdays and Thursdays no matter how bad the days went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, better stay tuned then! Only 3 more episodes to go, and American Idol Season 7 will end - &lt;u&gt;my fave season of all time&lt;/u&gt;. Who's your bet to win the title? David Cook the rocker, Syesha Mercado the only girl standing (although I think she has the least chance to win - no offense Syesha, IMHO) or David Archuleta the child prodigy?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know who my bet is&lt;/span&gt;. ♥ So no need to ask. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again later. *scratches itchy hands typing the keyboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4541877801708476119?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4541877801708476119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4541877801708476119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4541877801708476119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4541877801708476119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/cant-get-enough-of-cook.html' title='Can&apos;t Get Enough of Cook'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-229903201815618257</id><published>2008-05-14T01:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T02:42:39.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syesha mercado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>I've done it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesss! Finally I've finished working with the decency of my HTML codes! What I meant to say was that I've finally made my way through all the crap of encoding! Now I know the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;basic&lt;/span&gt; "ins" and "outs" of making layouts. Well I did emphasize the basic, did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the output of my hardwork figuring out all the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/30mrgo9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm, you think that's okay? Or must I change the layout and make it prettier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really positive on this: moving my site to a server is like going to school on the first day. I'm quite nervous how visitors will respond and if they'll still like the site HappyChocoBox.tk, only now it is going to be in HappyChocoBox.com name. :| I'm planning to host it @ Nokiahost.com. My little sister Ia Mae, who's only 10, also plans to have an art website of her own. So yesss, you could say I'll be making two websites for one host. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, I've done so much this past few weeks - reading online tutorials, encoding my soon-to-be website, blogging, uploading photos, watching CSI, staying up so late like I'm sleeping @ around 4:00 AM (yes you heard that right!). Apart from those things, I've also done &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;baking&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; How the hell did that happen? It's a long story, but here's a synopsis: well I have told you I'm not a really good cook, right? And still I've tried to get my hands on the matter. The photos speak for themselves. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well.. let's just say it went like from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2rr73wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2ytr8nb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/t5jg1v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, A little closeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/n4ulbo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks delectable right? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/oqj6yx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The shaping of the cookies was taken care of by my little sister Ia Mae. YESYES, again she's good at this kind of things - anything to do with art. :D Well I am too, but she's only the better version of me. YIPEE! ^____^ Hahaha, 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with the cookies was this: &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. I think it was my fault to put 2 tablespoon of baking soda in the mixture. Darn that recipe I found on the internet! *rolls eyes* And we didn't use the oven! :D:D:D What did we use then? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A TOASTER.&lt;/span&gt; Yes! A toaster - not the one for bread okaaay? The one that looks like a manual microwave. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also baked cookies that spelled "We ♥ U Mama" - for Mother's Day, only belated. :D Good thing na-appreciate ni Mama yun kahit papano. Kahit na ba sunog at medyo bitter at salty yung cookies. *bleh* Kahit nga ako di ko malunok yung ginawa kong cookies eh. Haha, oo na oo na, it's the fault of the baking soda. Kaya nga ang title ng event kahapon ay "The Making of Choco Chip Disaster" - actually name yan nung album where the pictures of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOKies&lt;/span&gt; are placed. Oh-ha, oh-ha naipasok ko pa sa topic si DC (David Cook).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wala pa nga palang AI ngayon, este kagabi pala kasi madaling araw na ngayon eh. So mamaya, meron nang AI. Kaya naman pala ganadong-ganado ako mag-blog ngayon eh! :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mamaya, manunuod ako ng American Idol sa QTV. 6:00 PM. Wag kalimutan ah. Go David Cook!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Probably, si Syesha Mercado na ang matatanggal. Except na lang kung magkaron ng shocker this season (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tulad last year nung natanggal si Chris Daughtry at nanalo si Taylor Hicks over him&lt;/span&gt;) tapos biglang matanggal ang isa sa mga Davids - OH HINDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naku, stay tuned na nga lang guys! :) I'll let you know what will happen later sa AI. Hopefully, nothing beyond my predictions will happen. &lt;u&gt;Post kayo ng comments niyo ha&lt;/u&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*insane classical background music playing on my bro's PSP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PS: may replay pala ng American Idol @ 8:30 PM. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6281026296443718358-229903201815618257?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/229903201815618257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=229903201815618257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/229903201815618257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/229903201815618257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-done-it.html' title='I&apos;ve done it!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/30mrgo9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2625960675006017615</id><published>2008-05-12T00:48:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:59:04.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iv-rizal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syesha mercado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>Insomnia Sessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am, blogging again. It has been days since I last posted. 4 days to be exact. Remember the farewell party I told you about? Yes, I went. I still did. Even though we were almost half of the class I managed to go. I guess I just don't like not being updated with what's happening with the class. Although a bit of it I regret because I spent all my Php 320.00 for it. Gawd, I don't know. Right now I'm so broke. Haha, empty wallet is my enemy dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole week, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; sleep. Well, I meant to say I did not during the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"normal" &lt;/span&gt;sleeping hours which is night to day - I'm awake at that moment. During the day, it's the time I hit the sheets and go to dreamworld. :D Much of it pretty made my head ache, but you wan't to know why I stay up so late? It's because I feel I have a lot to do that I can't do it right away in a day. I guess it pretty explains &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I truly am a night person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, here are the pics from the farewell-slash-now-called-ex-classmates-party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/o09vu8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw ni Kuya Migs magpakita! HAHAHA. Susme, camera-shy kuno. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kami nalang ni Chumsie ko (Jihan) ang nagpicture-picture! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2r569e1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, picture na! It's poooooool party! ^_^V *peace*&lt;br /&gt;Uy Jihan, ba't nag-eemote ka sa tabi? o__O Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/25jji2p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stairladies. Ay teka, kasama pala si Andex! Ayun oh, sa likod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Gosh, I am so sad having to miss Vanessa Carlton's show kanina here in the Philippines @ Alabang Town Center (ATC)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Kainis, financially broke pa naman ako (kahit na may pera naman ang parents, ayoko kasi humingi. I mean, ubos lang savings ko. Di pa kami naghihirap, don't worry. :D HAHA!). Tapos, tapos.. *sobs* ngayon pa ako nagka-dysmenorrhea! Irregular type kasi ako. My last period was since February pa. Runs in the family I guess, kasi si Angel (yung cousin ko na nag-vacation dito remember?) nung birthday ko lang siya nagkaroon. So bali, ang tagal din bago siya dinatnan. Oh well... nakakalungkot talaga hindi ko nakita si Vanessa Carlton. Favorite ko pa naman siya! T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapos isa pang sad news: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(kahit di ko alam kung sad nga ba ito para sa 'kin, lol) Jason Castro is eliminated from American Idol Top 3. Now it's down to Syesha Mercado, David Archuleta and David Cook = ♥. The finals is going to be next next week daw. How depressing it is na magtatapos na ang favorite show ko this year. &lt;s&gt;Di ko na rin makikita si David Cook&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually this is the only American Idol season na talagang I've looked forward to watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Kasi the past seasons, di naman aired sa Philippine TV at mukhang di rin kasing ganda at exciting (at infatuating na rin pala) ng Season 7. Thank goodness Season 7 was allowed to be aired. :):):) Sobrang happy ba? *nods nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2ai4y6h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto at pauwi na kami from Waterstate Private Pool.&lt;br /&gt;Ayus naman yung pool dito. All night nga ako nagswimming eh.&lt;br /&gt;Walang sawa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kahit sobrang nangawit at sumakit ang right knee ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/mh8s5t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene shot of the pool, c/o Antonette.&lt;br /&gt;Camera used was mine: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Olympus Digital Camera C-310 ZOOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Another thing, I met someone from my prospective college - CFAD (College of Fine Arts and Design) sa UST. Her name's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne Kate&lt;/span&gt;. You can visit her blog here: &lt;a href="http://www.rawrkid.isgreat.org/"&gt;http://www.rawrkid.isgreat.org&lt;/a&gt;. I certify to you it's full of awesome-ness. We're going to be in same college this year - her in Advertising Arts, me in Interior Design. :] And, she's a cool graphic and web designer too. Check her blog out! ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for now. I'll update you with more of my recent adventures, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and boredoms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Idol lovin' fans,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not forget to watch A.I. this coming Wednesday and Thursday, 6PM @ QTV channel 11! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The finals is next next week na ata (May 28 as rumored), so don't dare miss a thing! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To all COOkies&lt;/span&gt; (Cook fans) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arch Angels&lt;/span&gt; (Archuleta fans), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep praying and supporting our every dearest potentials!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;** it's 2:05 AM. I think I can't sleep.. haha! *sneaks out the back door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2625960675006017615?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2625960675006017615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2625960675006017615&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2625960675006017615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2625960675006017615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/insomnia-sessions.html' title='Insomnia Sessions'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/o09vu8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-8453595764600005729</id><published>2008-05-08T06:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:36:23.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason castro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syesha mercado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top 4 performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock and roll'/><title type='text'>American Idol Top 4 Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh, I forgot to give you the recap! x(( Stupid me! Last night's performances focused on the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I thought David Cook would blow this thing away in a flick of a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results of this night's performances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Performance (Hungry Like a Wolf) - &lt;/span&gt;not as brilliant as what he did to Always Be My Baby, this was just an okay performance. Good vocals, but he came quite just average. Randy says it's good enough to make through the night. I think so too, I guess he was a bit shocked that he came first before the others. First performances, even though done many times, can still incite sudden nervousness. David had the stage, his vocals are good but this wasn't the performance that worked for the Top 4 Rock and Roll night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Performance (Baba O’Riley) - &lt;/span&gt;he regained his above-average performance as his vocals were awesome but the overall is just a good one for him to get through. He'd have to tinker with the arrangements again to make everything work great for him. And Simon Cowell knows he couldn't afford to lose, without giving his another yet best shot. &lt;s&gt;I hope he doesn't get eliminated tonight&lt;/s&gt;. I would never settle for that performance of his. He has to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really give it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; if he wants to win this thing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;;) Even if Simon added, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome back David". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syesha Mercado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Performance (Proud Mary) - &lt;/span&gt;Randy loved the change (she finally got confident to perform on-stage like she's a whole new Syesha); Paula absolutely complimented her transition, and how improved she has been from her past performances; Simon didn't like Proud Mary at all - all those dance moves of her were set aside. In my perception, what Cowell commented on Syesha is that this performance of hers is not the absolute shot he was hoping for. But at least Syesha moved her hips way better than the last ones I've seen. Go dance steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Performance (A Change is Gonna Come) - &lt;/span&gt;In this rendition, Syesha went for a slow song; she said it has a deep meaning that's why she chose the song. I think she referred the meaning to the Civil Rights Movement. Yet Randy did not appreciate this performance and told her it wasn't working for her and that "having fun" onstage isn't enough for the Top 4 expectation and said he loved the 1st one better. This made Syesha burst into tears. Paula Abdul, however, praised her bravery for picking the said choice but in the fairness of judgment, it is just an okay performance not the performance that would typically blow away the judges minds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jason Castro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Performance (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Shot the Sheriff) - &lt;/span&gt;A Bob Marley song, the judges didn't see the Jason that they have seen in the auditions. Randy said it didn't work for him, Paula gave a comfort comment and said he was struggling with the song, Simon did NOT like it AT ALL. He even said that it was the most ridiculous performances in the Top 4. Too harsh yet true in my opinion, I wish Jason would experiment on what works best on him and change his image even just a bit just like what David Cook did. Therefore as an ending advice, Simon told him to definitely not do Bob Marley songs for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Performance (Mr. Tambourine Man) - &lt;/span&gt;I don't know with this performance, I loved the tune of the song but not Jason's Castro's performance last night. Totally forgettable, why? I forgot the tune of the song!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1st Performance (Stand By Me) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This song worked for Little David as evident in the judges' comments. His voice suited the melody of the song but he has to quit performing like an amateur as a follow-up to Simon's last week comment to him calling his performance "amateurish".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Performance (Love Me Tender) - &lt;/span&gt;An Elvis Presley song that totally rocked the socks of the night! I love how he sang Love Me Tender and the passion of his every lyrics was totally swooning the fans! Randy said it was the best performance so far; Paula Abdul praised him dearly saying that David has made it again, calling his performance her most favorite; Simon said David didn't beat the competition, he &lt;u&gt;crushed&lt;/u&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my observation what happened was that the contestants took bad , if not bad then failing, risks of singing a good song but performing it unwell. Most of them were confident they could sing it as great as they foresee it, but it wasn't enough for the judges. They have to make the song work for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example Jason Castro did nothing with the arrangements which disappointed Simon Cowell truly. Syesha's first performance got a better approval of the 2 judges but Simon, and then picked a slow song that did not complement her first choice Proud Mary. David Cook had a good performance but not as great as what he did in the past. He's really awesome but the judges looked for something fresh again to surprise them. David Archuleta, so far had the most spectacular performance of the night acing the two songs he chose to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 285px;" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2vl38xu.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, c'mon. Ignore me. I really like David Cook to keep me infatuated and inspired. Let me have this good butterfly-in-the-stomach feeling! LOL. Obviously, I don't want to miss this post without having his picture here! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to wish him good luck personally but alas, I am a thousand miles away from him (aba, mag-senti daw ba?). I'm praying that he still stays in the game. I know he's a lot for a potential. Sayang naman kasi kung sa Top 4 pa siya mawawala. Parang si Chris Daughtry lang last season. Sana hindi ma-LUTO si David Cook. Hehe. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** but I really am nervous for him @ this point. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for later's judgment. Will update you soon guys. &lt;u&gt;COOKies unite!&lt;/u&gt; ♥  ♥  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-8453595764600005729?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8453595764600005729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=8453595764600005729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/8453595764600005729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/8453595764600005729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/american-idol-top-4-performance.html' title='American Idol Top 4 Performance'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2vl38xu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4764565800403844779</id><published>2008-05-08T05:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:06:15.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to-do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Rush. Type. Read.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good morning everyone! For the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nth&lt;/span&gt; time, di na naman ako nakatulog (err, natulog pala). Something's keeping me up this wee hours in the morning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juicy spill:&lt;/span&gt; Anne's blog, &lt;a href="http://www.chizbred.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.chizbred.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; is the reason why I am motivated to blog &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. Thanks Anne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this fast enough. Andami ko kasi gagawin this week, and to think I haven't even started doing the website I'm planning to make. Kaila of &lt;a href="http://eerie-silence.net/"&gt;Eerie-Silence.net&lt;/a&gt; is one of my inspirations along with Ashley Qualls. I wanted to gain financial independence kaya I'm thinking of hosting my website to a web server and have my own domain. So far, my &lt;a href="http://happychocobox.tk/"&gt;Friendster layouts website&lt;/a&gt; (yet it's really a blog) is gaining good traffic, but I'm still too far from my target: $100. So far, I've only earned $0.64 in Adsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Okay, the to-dos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag-unli mamaya @ i-text na naman sila Alba at ang mga classmates about this "impractical" farewell party. Not that I'm against it, but I perceive it that way. I'd be rather glad to attend the farewell if it had been in March.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for the food assignment to bring this Friday (yeah rush nga ang farewell dude). Our assignment is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn PHP, update myself and remind my distracted self to start the website.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to sleep really early. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh fish, I'd have to insert watching American Idol! How could I forget!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch American Idol @ QTV ch 11. 6:00 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; I'd cry if I'd be missing a single episode! Grand finals is near, and I should be there all the way to support the Davids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charge my n2630, 'cause the crap loses batt after using it not more than 2 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat well. Swear, the moment I'm writing this, my tummy is sooooo aching. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gawd, I'd have to stop staying up so late! *slaps self*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make FS layouts for friends - for FREE [Jeffrey, Barry, Sophia]. Yeah, that's what friends are for. :) Hahaha. I swear they'd have to pay me a bag of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Potchi Strawberry Candy&lt;/span&gt; for these favors!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have a long list, see? I feel there is so much to do in a day that I'd have to stay up late just to fulfill them all at once. I know "Rome wasn't built in a day", but I want to finish all of them. Maybe if I should just let it all loose, one at a time I wouldn't rant about this cramming. Oh yeah, I'm glad to meet you, by the way, my name is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Perfect Crammer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/333crop.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I suddenly missed my cousin Angel (left). She's the only one I could really laugh with like a mad patient! When I'm with her, it's like everything stops for a moment to get a good laugh. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd have to stop roleplaying for The Perfect Crammer. *squints around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4764565800403844779?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4764565800403844779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4764565800403844779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4764565800403844779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4764565800403844779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/rush-type-read.html' title='Rush. Type. Read.'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/333crop_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2090365247087643874</id><published>2008-05-07T03:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T04:53:25.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>Wednesday is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my gosh, I just can't contain my happiness! Wednesday is finally here! Now I'm back to being the anticipating pessimist-slash-turned optimist. The reason? It's definitely American Idol Season 7! I know, I know. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook&lt;/span&gt; is there, I'd see his handsome face again, get all over myself and blush, mush over his smiles and get so blown away by his performance (which I hope happens!) and swoon over his edgy, crooning voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, even though Paula Abdul made a flub with last week's show (she read 2 comments regarding the performance of Jason where in fact Jason only did 1 performance; Paula mistakenly judged him thinking he sang &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; songs) I'm still looking forward in watching the show. Some people were even saying that because of what Paula did, it proved AI was rigged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, there. I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; of what will happen later @ American Idol. Who will be voted off next? I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it's not one of the Davids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 175px; height: 266px;" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/24fzs7n.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 266px;" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/257qedy.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David became so emotional here after hearing the judge's positive comment.&lt;br /&gt;He's probably teary-eyed because his brother Adam Cook who has brain tumor went to see him perform live. &lt;u&gt;What a proud brother he (Adam) must've been!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/jhznr9.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like him when he's in such attire. Makes him look like a corporate rocker eh?&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I heard Eleanor Rigby which he performed in a Beatles Night Performance.&lt;br /&gt;The arrangement is great, but as I've read in &lt;a href="http://rickey.org/"&gt;Rickey.Org&lt;/a&gt; the arrangement was not credited to the band Doxology, a seattle-based rock soul group responsible for the said arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://hollywoodinsider.ew.com/2008/03/idol-seattle-ba.html"&gt;Read full article here&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, forget the issue. I assume David Cook did not want any inconveniences with his performance, did he? If the issue is true that he's ripping off other artists' song covers I wish he could explain his side publicly to solidify his image as a budding artist. :) Truly, I am concerned with him in this issue. Go David!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/167saxd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;doing? This picture has the sign 'goofy' all over it!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to see the two Davids are getting along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2zfq0z8.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, this is just so sweet. I saw this @ &lt;a href="http://rickey.org/"&gt;Rickey.Org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how he supports himself in an attempt to kiss the dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky dolphin! Many fans wish they were the one being kissed!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, who can blame them? I am wishing for the same too! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll go post my updates regarding this night's show later. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Watch American Idol @ QTV Channel 11, 6:00PM or at cable in the Fox channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Gosh, it's already 4:37 AM! I'm still awake. Haha, insomnia keeps me alive. Or I guess it's all in the mind. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well mornight to all &lt;u&gt;Cookies&lt;/u&gt; out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2090365247087643874?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2090365247087643874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2090365247087643874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2090365247087643874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2090365247087643874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/wednesday-is-here.html' title='Wednesday is here!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/24fzs7n_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4231624023287449782</id><published>2008-05-06T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:42:28.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariah carey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always be my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><title type='text'>Uncovering the mystery of LSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's obvious that I'm going through a rough time forgetting the one song you're hearing now in my profile, am I right? Unless I have changed the song in my blog when you've read this, it probably isn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook&lt;/span&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume you're already getting the idea of what is LSS all about. If you're not new to this matter, then you might have already known it. You see, ever since I listened to my friend Ruzette's recommendation to hear Always Be My Baby, I found myself instantly hooked despite the fact &lt;u&gt;it is a song of Mariah Carey&lt;/u&gt; only revived by &lt;a href="http://americanidol.com/"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt; Season 7 candidate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook. &lt;/span&gt;I'm not really a fan of Mariah, I don't even like her because she called Filipinos "monkeys" back when she had concert here, but I like the tunes of her music. I even realized that I am humming to her song We Belong Together every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://urbandictionary.com/"&gt;Urban Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last song syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-n. To listen to music before going out of the house, and having the last song you hear before leaving stick in your head all through your journey, and beyond. Is usually accompanied by subconscious humming. This syndrome is particularly dangerous when the song happens to be the most pathetic, crappy, albeit catchy song ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you some examples just for a recap of what LSS really is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The teenage son of our neighbor is blasting the neighborhood with their speaker and loud volume to the tune of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crank That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;span&gt;Souljaboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends and I dancing to the tune of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Low &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span&gt;Flo-rida feat. T-Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One time in the kitchen I heard this song from my brother's PSP in Grand Theft Auto Liberty City Stories which title was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Train &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span&gt;Conor and Jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother singing to the tune of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One For Me &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span&gt;Cloud Nineteen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sisters figuring out the lyrics to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bubbly&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span&gt;Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Setting your mp3 or iPod to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Realize &lt;/span&gt;again performed by &lt;span&gt;Colbie Caillat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;To wrap it all up, LSS (Last Song Syndrome) is the behavior of one individual in which he manifests the repititive recalling attribute of a particular song, whether the song is good or bad. Pretty much, it's just a constant craving for your eardrums. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6281026296443718358-4231624023287449782?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4231624023287449782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4231624023287449782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4231624023287449782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4231624023287449782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncovering-mystery-of-lss.html' title='Uncovering the mystery of LSS'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-3263161640973931821</id><published>2008-05-05T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:34:52.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iv-rizal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'>Ang Farewell ng IV-Rizal</title><content type='html'>Andaming namumroblema sa farewell na ito. Some have reasons, others excuses. Ako nga eh dapat di na sasama kasi magastos (not because I don't want to spend the time with them) because for practicality's sake, I really can't afford to spend as much as Php150 all of a sudden. I'm the type of person kasi who values money, &lt;s&gt;although sometimes I admit impulsive buyer talaga ko especially on things that fascinates me&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our JR SSC President Jasper Araña who stands as our chairman for this farewell event, is having troubles asking out our other classmates to go attend. Yung iba, kung anu-ano pa dahilan. If I have known, baka nga gumawa lang sila ng little lies kasi tinatamad. &lt;b&gt;WHATEVER. Cut the crap&lt;/b&gt;. Ako nga pupunta eh, gagastos para sa farewell. &lt;u&gt;Ba't sila hinde&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, second rant ever in May. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;Abangan natin ang kahahantungan ng farewell event na ito.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update you as soon as I have the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-3263161640973931821?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3263161640973931821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=3263161640973931821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3263161640973931821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3263161640973931821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/ang-farewell-ng-iv-rizal.html' title='Ang Farewell ng IV-Rizal'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-3050615496999585596</id><published>2008-05-05T13:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:12:55.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='powerpuff girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always be my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><title type='text'>Woke up to a beautiful morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe I woke up 8:30 AM at the sound of my alarm! :) COOLNESS! Now I'm definitely training myself as part of my preparation for independence living (pinahaba ko pa, in short ang pagtira ko sa Manila).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did not stood up from my sleeping position, I lingered on my bed for a few minutes. Oh-ha, may linger pa kong nalalaman! HAHAHA. xD Don't blame me, &lt;s&gt;blame the song on your right&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s166.photobucket.com/albums/u120/alexis_duh_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thPowerPuffGirls.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u120/alexis_duh_2007/thPowerPuffGirls.jpg" alt="bubbles, blossom, and buttercup" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I decided to walk out of the bedroom and into the sala to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Powerpuff Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I missed that show since I was a kid. My favorite used to be Blossom but now that I've grown till seventeen, I like Bubbles more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episode for today was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Town of Frownsville&lt;/span&gt; which villain was this eerie nerdy maniac who lives in a castle on a deserted island near Townsville. This freaky guy's frustrated at the idea that everyone else is happy despite of him being in misery. So he decided to ruin the town by gathering all up his negative vibes and diverting them to Townsville citizens who were at the time attending a carnival fair. And the only solution is that if someone who has good sense of humor manages to tell a joke that everybody in Townsville would appreciate, that would be contagious and all will be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/sil111/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BBB.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/sil111/BBB.gif" alt="buttercup blossom and bubbles bfff" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, Bubbles saved the day by telling a crying bird a joke (she's desperate to have someone hear her sense of humor you know) about a banana peel and then showing the bird what it looks like (to further elaborate it) and peels it off and then throws the peel away, landing right next to where the freaky miserable guy was standing. And you know what came next - he slips off the banana peel and lands on his face and everybody noticed so they all laughed. And after all the trouble this freaky miserable guy caused, the Mayor even gave him a job! He now works at the water log ride all day, doing nothing but to cry so that the river never runs dry. THE END. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-3050615496999585596?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3050615496999585596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=3050615496999585596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3050615496999585596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3050615496999585596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/woke-up-to-beautiful-morning.html' title='Woke up to a beautiful morning'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-7277830186024256522</id><published>2008-05-05T02:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:12:35.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>"Oh David Cook, bakit ba ang hot mo?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was Krispel's quote whenever I read a text message from her. At promise, ngayong ko lang na-realize talaga na di lang pala lahat ng fangirls ay kay David Archuleta. :)) Hahaha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RECAP: &lt;/span&gt;Last time, David Archuleta was my crush, and then suddenly after some of David Cook's performance, my spotlight dawned on him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Teka, di ba redundant?&lt;/span&gt; Parang naalala ko bigla nasabi ko na 'to sa last post ko. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/o89wsn.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why all of a sudden girls turned to Cook? Let me give you reasons (and I've been dying to post this ever since I had a big crush on him! xD):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;The haircut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The voice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The looks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The appeal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The shaved mustache.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rugged look.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His rendition of Always Be My Baby which never fails to serenade me away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His overall get-up. ♥&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Oh di ba? Nalista ko lahat! Na-LSS na nga ako sa Always Be My Baby niya eh. Did you know that I've even set my mp3 to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repeat one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;? &lt;s&gt;OH HINDE&lt;/s&gt;. True! I did. And I'm seriously thinking it's becoming my lullaby. Wish ko talaga ma-meet ko si David in person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 273px; height: 193px;" src="http://i26.tinypic.com/1zce3yx.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the hardest thing here is that even though I'm infatuated (oh-ha, talagang nilantad ko na! Hahaha!) with David Cook, I'm torn between the two Davids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2hf6heg.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi ba naman, it's a great season this year with a child prodigy and a handsome talented rocker, di ba? If you're watching &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/"&gt;Amercian Idol&lt;/a&gt;, you know what I mean. *smiles* Too bad I haven't tuned in to AI yesterday because we went to church. Ouch. 5 PM din yun. Yun kasi nakalagay sa reminder ng cellphone ko although I'm unsure if still meron pang AI tuwing sundays. I'll do my best to watch this Wednesday, 6PM @ QTV channel 11. See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** pictures courtesy of David-Cook.org and AmericanIdol.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6281026296443718358-7277830186024256522?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7277830186024256522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=7277830186024256522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7277830186024256522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7277830186024256522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-david-cook-bakit-ba-ang-hot-mo.html' title='&quot;Oh David Cook, bakit ba ang hot mo?&quot;'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/o89wsn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-6355275737203910590</id><published>2008-05-04T23:44:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:29:56.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mcnuggets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mcdo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coke float'/><title type='text'>Sunday Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was the time again I had ever went to church, last week (even though it was my birthday) I haven't had the time to go attend mass. Good thing this Sunday I did manage to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left home 5PM but the mass started the same time we left so I assumed we would be late 30 minutes inclusive of travel time. We arrived about 5:30 PM at Pag-asa Sto. Niño Parish, but the mass I think just started a bit earlier, so we were not halfway late. :) Good sign. We started to find seats but most of the pews were already full. Luckily, Mama found one where the middle part was unoccupied, so we went past several stares until we sat down and listened to the priest. During the sermon, I noticed the priest's style was kind of, surprising? This was because he was raising his voice to a greater decibel which my ears find to be disturbing. But I guess he must've had good reasons: let's admit the fact that most people are sleepyheads in church. I'm kinda one but I really do my best not to sleep okay? xD I just kind of get bored really, I'm sure most of you do. But of course, I think of the reason why I am there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I read &lt;a href="http://eerie-silence.net/"&gt;Kaila&lt;/a&gt;'s post on her blog about &lt;a href="http://www.eerie-silence.net/?p=70"&gt;rude people&lt;/a&gt; at their parish. Some guys had the guts to play their music out loud at God's own temple. Didn't they just have respect? If they didn't at least they should just be at home instead right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about rude people, I also witnessed a related disrespectful act in church but more of a lesser degree: My brother and I were standing on the communion line and the line was slowly pacing forward when a woman and two of her companions (I presume they were her kids) who were, well pardon me but I'll describe them anyway, &lt;u&gt;chubby&lt;/u&gt; cut the line after us. What happened to the sermon of the priest? Didn't she know it was rude to cut in front of others? And she was like, staring at my brother as if begging to let them do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For one&lt;/span&gt;: it's a communion.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;: we were at the church.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;: we went first, not selfish, but rules are rules. If you want to receive communion, please fall in line. Respect matters, thank you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after the mass, we were supposed to go to SM Molino to buy ingredients as I was thinking of cooking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empanada&lt;/span&gt; and other dishes for my siblings. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TRUTH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm not very good at cooking. &lt;u&gt;TAKE NOTE, I just &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;love &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to cook&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; :D But it's sad that we didn't get to go, because our driver said he was going to attend some basketball league at our local court. Nevertheless, even if he said that, he just let us have our time and so we dined in @ Mcdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ordered my all-time favorite: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken McNuggets &amp;amp; Coke Float.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I planned to take pictures of them, but I already slurped my Coke float before I realized that. xD *sigh* So much for today. I had good news by the way, Mom and I are now getting better, or so I hope. I'll keep my promise to her, and I'll cross my fingers I'll live up to it. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;** Photography Moment **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 188px;" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/70bdrr.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just fancied on my sister's oil pastels. :D COLORS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 198px; height: 265px;" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/24g5a2o.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, that isn't our car.&lt;br /&gt;This moment was just the thing I liked about sunset afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: And I am still hooked to David Cook's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always Be My Baby. :| &lt;/span&gt;Argh, I wish I could just see him even for a moment. Haha, infatuation's killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6281026296443718358-6355275737203910590?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6355275737203910590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=6355275737203910590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6355275737203910590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6355275737203910590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-relief.html' title='Sunday Relief'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/70bdrr_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-5832525519341347858</id><published>2008-05-03T04:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:06:53.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariah carey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brooke white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carly smithson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason castro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always be my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syesha mercado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol season 7'/><title type='text'>Something's COOK-ing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll make this fast because my previous post was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more of a novel than a blog post&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've watched American Idol Season 7 @ QTV channel 11 last Thursday: The idols all performed 2 songs a piece and the judges gave out their comments on each:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Castro&lt;/span&gt; had the "mmm, okay" performance;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt; had saved himself a spot for the Top 4 as his song choice was safe (Randy, again referred to him as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;"the bomb"&lt;/u&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook&lt;/span&gt; had the strongest performance as evident in the judges' jurisdiction;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brooke White&lt;/span&gt; brought back her shine from last week's humiliation (she got mental blocked with the lyrics of her song) when she revived her image as the Brooke who played the piano (Simon liked that).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syesha Mercado&lt;/span&gt; had another sizzling performance, but I didn't clearly hear what the judges had to comment on her (though I'm pretty sure she saved herself a slot too like David A).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 170px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2008-03/36940777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me was that after all the good comments Brooke earned in the bag, she was the one who was voted off from the Top 5. Where in fact I think it must've been Jason Castro and his dreadlocks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seriously&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His performances are not so good given the past few weeks, I think he was supposed to go from the Top 6 Performance instead of Carly Smithson. If you people have seen his performance, you'd be thinking of that too, &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except if you're a Jason fan yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPOTLIGHT: DAVID COOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He totally got my attention after his recent performances, especially the song he chose to sing for the Mariah Carey performance night, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always Be My Baby. &lt;/span&gt;I didn't notice him until he had &lt;u&gt;the haircut&lt;/u&gt;. I think he looked hotter that way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 269px; height: 338px;" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/68zlnb.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he cute? NO. He's handsome. :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, he'll &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="273" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8j0_qfxL-0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8j0_qfxL-0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="273" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See his performance during the Top 7 night reviving Mariah Carey's 'Always Be My Baby'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Rawr. My mom is now standing at the lanai.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. I got caught again early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;David Cook's worth it.&lt;/span&gt; :D **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I really do think that the two Davids will make it out to the grand finals. :) Come to think of it this way: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta, &lt;/span&gt;the child prodigy of American Idol who met Kelly Clarkson when we has little (like Idol meets Idol, huh?)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; vs. David Cook&lt;/span&gt;, the handsome rocker that could definitely do original renditions, as much proven by his Top 7 song performance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-5832525519341347858?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5832525519341347858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=5832525519341347858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5832525519341347858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5832525519341347858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/somethings-cook-ing.html' title='Something&apos;s COOK-ing!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/68zlnb_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-5697689297050119713</id><published>2008-05-03T02:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:07:23.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April 27'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris'/><title type='text'>As I Have Promised. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You gotta congratulate me for being true to my word of uploading these pictures. :D Yes, as I have promised, here are my pics from my Sunday Birthday Bash! &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/520/520968gd64gr4p0o.gif" border="0" height="40" width="40" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I am so sorry this post was late for almost a week. I didn't have time to upload them (or must I say, I didn't quite have the initiative to. Haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/a6xcx.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Birthday Girl&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The moments before the celebration were pure torture. I was hysteric that no one would come. I said the time was 3 PM. The first ones who came, were the least I'd expected: the Sophomores. They're part of my JR SSC family (student council in layman's terms).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No one was still coming when the clock struck 3:30. I thought they were all bailing on me. I got sort of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mad &lt;/span&gt;coz they all made promise and said sure they'd gonna come. So there, I waited and waited.. and waited.. and waited.. no one still came except for the "sophies". I decided to invite them to walk over to our village's gate - Abby was waiting for us. At last, I knew someone came from my class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we got there, after picking up Allyssa and Ijoe on the way, we all decided to wait for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The sophomores, whom I think got bored with us waiting, decided to go back at my place. And then again, all of us (Abby, Ijoe, Allyssa and I) waited until I didn't notice it was 4:00 PM already. I can say our efforts yielded somehow (oh, I don't know with Abby if hers did) because my good friend Oliver who was my best friend Karolyn's boyfriend came. Okay, don't ask what's between Abby and Oliver. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;This is really a boring, long story&lt;/s&gt;, but &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver and I talked about some things mainly about my best friend who's in Dubai right now - the reason I miss her that much. It's such a sad thing that she didn't make it to my special day. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got back to the place it took a bitter series of moments until I started the party since I'm not sure if anyone's still coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2w7lnvo.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And then I called for everybody's attention, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;but well you can see at the pic that I'm quite not sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;if I'd blow the candles or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Only the sophomores were paying attention to me here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah, you can say they're pretty innocent and obedient little people. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2q342ma.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh noes. D: Justine's making the blessing to my feast! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 319px; height: 237px;" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/20hmtjr.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the sophomores (L-R): Justine, Azl, Dani, Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I was surprised too, by the huge amount of birthday messages I received from everybody. Karolyn even called me thru Oliver's cell phone. But the sad yet funny part was, she totally forgot my birthday. As in nada. No clue. :)) My own best friend huh? Happens sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past five, everybody started leaving except for Rachel and Kuya Miguel (okay. Memory loss again. I forgot he was the first one to come to the party from my class. YEAH. Cool right? He's my neighbor, that's why). The other people who pledged to come didn't come at all. Many reasons, excuses. I dunno if they really meant all of it. Well, sad. But still, I knew I had a great party. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2mx2yhd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So at night, just the five of us were left. Kuya Migs is not included in the pic. He was busy watching Naruto on Youtube @ our PC - total home abduction! We decided to make use of our super duper magic mic - Magic Sing. Cool thing I scored 80+ but Rachel here, got superb results - 97 was her highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So because of that I told her to come home late then, just so we could have more fun. I admit even though she is obviously a hostile at SMS, we really get along in person. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have worn down ourselves by 8:00 but I was still motivated to chill up the party, even though Mark Nel (the orange guy), Rachel and Kuya Migs all went inside to have themselves around our PC, admiring our internet connection. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/j0xlpl.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am with Allyssa and we invaded the magic mic&lt;br /&gt;because the four got hooked with the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will always remember that day, even if &lt;s&gt;I must say it was a bit of a drag&lt;/s&gt;. Yeah, few people from my class went to my birthday, but hey, it's a good thing. Few mouths to feed that's why we got solo with the left pizza slices! And I think my tummy even taught itself how to compress the food I ate earlier `cause it even managed to push through with the idea of digesting&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cookies n' cream&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strawberry n' cream&lt;/span&gt; (Rachel's ice cream request).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;** and why can't I get rid of David Cook's song in my head?? **&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. :) I'd give you info about the AI's elimination last Wednesday later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 193px;" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2mocaxd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/1ftf1k.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                Before &amp;amp; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cake c/o Goldilocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candle tumbled right before the shot was taken. When I saw this, I thought I celebrated my existence as a one-year old; oh well, it's a good thing though: I'm celebrating the years of my life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't forget to read my American Idol Season Update Post after this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;Iris.xvii &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-5697689297050119713?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5697689297050119713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=5697689297050119713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5697689297050119713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5697689297050119713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-i-have-promised.html' title='As I Have Promised. :)'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/a6xcx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4475234679933402230</id><published>2008-05-02T04:29:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:09:01.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April 27'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick the Starfish'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Report</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, I had a blast! Just turned 17, and it was my second birthday party &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;in my life! YEAH. &lt;u&gt;FOR REAL&lt;/u&gt;. The last one was I think since I was three? It was in McDonalds in Quezon City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What does it feel like now I'm 17?" Hmmm. "Loveless?" xD Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/678/678963bw5rtow6av.gif" border="0" height="44" width="48" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Okay. The pictures? To be followed. Haha. Ewan ko ba bakit lagi akong delayed mag-upload ng pics. La tuloy pruweba na nag-birthday nga ako. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baka bukas na lang yung mga pictures. :) Medyo tinatamad kasi ako i-upload ngayon. Besides, the digital camera is in the master's bedroom. I can't get it at this point. Why, you may ask? Well, eto at nagpaka-puyat na naman ako sa mga coding-coding sessions ko with CSS, XML and HTML. Trying hard kasi maging programmer eh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/681/681882etpjhm0v58.gif" border="0" height="35" width="39" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *yawn* Ayan. Hinihikab na naman ako. It's 4:44 AM here @ my place. I'm still in the lanai since around 4:00 PM. So that probably makes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 hours&lt;/span&gt; of my butt being heated on the computer chair. The funny thing is, when I get interested with something and eventually I get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slightly&lt;/span&gt; obsessed, I &lt;strike&gt;can't&lt;/strike&gt; stop. I get all over myself and ayun, I'll realize na nakatayo na pala si Mama dito sa doorway ng lanai.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naku po. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;x__O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s302.photobucket.com/albums/nn109/Ryanlover7816/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Patrick.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://i302.photobucket.com/albums/nn109/Ryanlover7816/Patrick.jpg" alt="patrick star" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, another thing. Since I love Patrick the Starfish so much, I decided to ditch my 3-column XML Blogger layout for this. Yeah, sad - no widgets. But I think I can make detours for that. This layout is plain &amp;amp;&amp;amp; simple. NO CATCH. Basta nandito si Patrick, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; na ako! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn248/ariesmca/?action=view&amp;amp;current=patrick.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 220px; height: 187px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn248/ariesmca/patrick.jpg" alt="patrick star" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shocks. At sana ganito din yung cake ko nung birthday ko 'noh?&lt;br /&gt;Awww. &lt;u&gt;Pure Patrick yumminess&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6281026296443718358-4475234679933402230?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4475234679933402230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4475234679933402230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4475234679933402230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4475234679933402230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-birthday-report.html' title='My Birthday Report'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-8397483895871444513</id><published>2008-04-22T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:09:59.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freshman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate'/><title type='text'>Officially Freshman!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Thank God I'm already graduated. Enough of the high school drama and now I'm entering the real school world: COLLEGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thrilled to be one. After receiving my test results from UST, I learned that I passed my dream course: Interior Design. :) Okay, here's the issue: I'm supposed to be studying at De La Salle University - College of St. Benilde  or the Taft branch itself but since I was one day late with the college application, I decided to turn my route to University of Sto. Tomas instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got in with my application in UST and had to go there last April 9th for my admission. And after all the pain in the butts for sitting in the car a long while, finally I am a Thomasian! My college degree would be Bachelor of Fine Arts major in Interior Design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was I think, quite disappointed with the course I've chosen to take up in college. I just don't like Nursing, I mean it's not my dream course and it hasn't even zoomed into my mind. Well because of financial stability and the in-demand flow it did at some point, but then I wanted something different and not just take Nursing because every Filipino student has to due to the availability of job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** cut. okay, enough of the drama. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real thing, because I'm now officially part of the Thomasian family (or should I say 'almost' since I haven't been really enrolled? My enrollment is April 24th - 3 days before my birthday) I'd be moving to Quezon City for this year. I can't commute back and forth from Cavite because the complexities are amounting to a large list. So we got a condo instead, not occupied by me alone but shared with 2 of my cousins who happen to be boys. Quite odd huh? Well, at least I think about it this way: I'll get to know men's behavior and learn to adapt with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving my things there on the 28th, not fully moved because my furnitures and other stuffs need some arrangement before the whole condo unit could be functional. Luckily, the unit we got was in University Tower and it was just a walk away from UST. Plus, I'm in CFAD building known as Beato Angelico Bldg., which is near the gate. I hope I won't be incurring tardiness like that from my senior year. I didn't know what happened back then but since November of last year I had amounted up to 13 tardiness in my report card. How shameful could that be? xD But it's quite funny if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all Thomasians, see you there! For other Perpetualites who happened to have graduated this April 2008 from the Molino Campus, I hope we could still see each other - and better if you'll go to the same school as I would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The Rainbow Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;--Iris.xvii &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/137/137456a7yi159cti.gif" border="0" height="23" width="37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-8397483895871444513?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8397483895871444513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=8397483895871444513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/8397483895871444513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/8397483895871444513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/04/officially-freshman.html' title='Officially Freshman!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-1840020815840124296</id><published>2008-03-24T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:11:39.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burger king'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendster layouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KFC'/><title type='text'>My First Friendster Layouts Blog got blocked!</title><content type='html'>This is such a big oh-no to me. Not only because I had everything uploaded there but the blog name was short and catchy. It's &lt;a href="http://www.ilovefita.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.ilovefita.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and since then I never expected the Blogger robots to do such inhumane act! (Well, err. After all, they have the right to. They're not humans any way.) Well whatever. I still don't like the idea of them blocking my blog. They thought it was some kind of a splog (spam blog) and that my blog was generating spams. Okay, I don't really get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/944/944963oo79k52wg4.gif" border="0" height="60" width="42" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the good news is that I have another blog that offers the same feature and I think even better! It's HappyChocoBox. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1058/1058247xsl0qwlwgd.gif" border="0" height="32" width="32" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the name. Well iLoveFita is quite nifty but I think I'd settle for HappyChocoBox even more. It just sounds so happy and optimistic, and that's what I like for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/959/959266sk2bnp02of.png" border="0" height="45" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Festival Mall Alabang with Ruzette. We picked her cellphone from KingCom but then it wasn't repaired (it got soaked after her being pushed into the pool during Sir Mike Joves' birthday party at the Villa Florencia Resort). So we strolled around and went to eat at Burger King's but it wasn't my lucky day so we had to bear with KFC because BK doesn't have a stall at Festival Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At KFC, we talked a lot of things. Some lies, a little obscure but it was fun. So we talked and talked, mainly our fears. YEAH. Cockroaches is the main topic. I FEAR THEM DUDE. Well really! I can't stand anything about them for one moment! Last Saturday night I accidentally squished a dead roach under my bare feet! I think the fault was at Skitty - it might have been that that roach happened to be her leftover meal. Eeew. Gross huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home and had to separate ways. Ruzette had to ride a van going to Camella Springville and I to Paliparan via Daang Hari and the queue of people waiting for the van to come was like a movie premiere! Gosh. I thought the next van ride would not include me but thank God I managed to be the last spot needed to fill in the vehicle. :) And so what a tiring day it was. And here I am, I blogged it now. And you're reading it! Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to my coding mode again [aka website building and updating]. I'll try to add as much layouts as I could but I know however that Rome wasn't built in a day as the cliché line says. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: &lt;/span&gt;Tired &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/820/820640ocwu4u3rb3.gif" border="0" height="48" width="74" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ciao. &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/439/439911yfngp4ugrb.gif" border="0" height="16" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-1840020815840124296?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1840020815840124296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=1840020815840124296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1840020815840124296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1840020815840124296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-friendster-layouts-blog-got.html' title='My First Friendster Layouts Blog got blocked!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2542450162181550988</id><published>2008-03-22T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:37:03.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessi xx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyle xy'/><title type='text'>Kyle XY Marathon</title><content type='html'>I lent my Kyle XY DVD Season 1-2 to my classmate Rachel, which apparently she haven't returned yet. I hope my things are fine with her. :)) *I am quite paranoid when it comes to my things.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day marathon in Studio 23 catered only the Season 1 for the audience. Right now, I'm on my way to finishing the episodes until the 23rd. The last one I've seen so far was the episode wherein Jessi tried to impress other people by exposing her supernatural talent a.k.a. she leaped off the Beachwood Highschool Building. Man, that was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me was that Kyle didn't show any tricks except for the one with the one that involved water [he sort of commanded to repel the molecules in the water against those in Jessi's or maybe it was the particles in the air that pushed Jessi away?]&lt;br /&gt;So that was the thing. The problem is Jessi doesn't feel that she belongs to the worlds she's living in. But Kyle comes to the rescue and tells her that she is not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daemonstv.com/images/kyle_xy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.daemonstv.com/images/kyle_xy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you haven't watched or even heard about KYLE XY, it is a Family TV Show from the ABC Family Network which follows the complicated and adventurous journey of Kyle Trager (XY - male chromosome) in search for the truth about his existence and identity. Then comes along his co-specie Jessi Hollander (XX - female chromosome) who mysteriously appears in Kyle's life and the two have been connected since. But little did the two know that they used to have a past in the presence of Adam (Baylin) and Sarah which was proven by the picture that was kept in a small mystrious safe box which Adam handed down to Kyle that could only be unlocked by a Latnok ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plus factor that made me like KYLE XY more is that it features good various soundtracks and songs that would truly fit the story. Such proof is the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She Could Be You &lt;/span&gt;whose original artist was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn Hlookoff&lt;/span&gt;. The song talks about the memory that a photograph brings whenever the person looks at it; the photograph is of a beautiful past that is somehow once reincarnated in another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2542450162181550988?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2542450162181550988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2542450162181550988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2542450162181550988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2542450162181550988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/03/kyle-xy-marathon.html' title='Kyle XY Marathon'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4533384715810784563</id><published>2008-02-25T18:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:33.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manila hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='february 21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centennial hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JS prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior senior promenade'/><title type='text'>T'was a hectic week!</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated my blog since ages and I was so disappointed to have this post if you find it a bit to hung-up. Forgive me if it won't satisfy you because this week and last week were a big filthy mess. First, I had 3 absences last week (I pretended to be sick, but in the long run I realized I really didn't feel too good at all). Then came Junior-Senior Promenade (February 21), which I had hoped was the best thing that would happen that week. But no, it was also a radical disaster. The guy who used to dance me last year didn't ask me to dance. And you might have guessed I'm holding a grudge against him. You got it wrong, no I don't. It's such a shame he lost the chance to ask me, although the slightest bit I found it quite regretting too. Anyway, he's just too good to be true - he sounds like he's such a heartthrob but little did he know that I passed and moved on from him. I shouldn't be saying this but, well, yeah. He's such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE FOOD &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manila Hotel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The servings were simply sumptuous and I filled myself up with their dishes. The food I enjoyed most was the bread and butter - oh please, forgive me from spoiling but it's true! It was simply delectable! Next was like a chicken main dish. Actually, you couldn't call it chicken because the chicken was so tiny, it probably was a chick! :) And then comes the dessert. Oh wow, how would I have to describe this heavenly palate? Hmm, it was an ice cream cake made out of strawberry with various dips of cold hard chocolate rubbed on the plate, cherry drop, and a mango créme swirl on the side (not on the actual cake but on plate also).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We had our event at the Centennial Hall. Quite amusing, a bit bigger than Bellevue but Bellevue still rocks. The comfort room has to say it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8Kdmjt-MfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6BJV0E7UW24/s1600-h/P1010155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8Kdmjt-MfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6BJV0E7UW24/s400/P1010155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170868607923401202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karol, my bhez and me (left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8KeWzt-MgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YuDHXFG_Faw/s1600-h/P1010156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8KeWzt-MgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YuDHXFG_Faw/s200/P1010156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170869436852089346" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8KekDt-MhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/D9fmdhkAJEo/s1600-h/P1010166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8KekDt-MhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/D9fmdhkAJEo/s200/P1010166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170869664485356050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To be honest, I didn't much enjoy the prom. Probably because my guy best friend Jeypi wasn't there when I was ready to dance with him. I could've regret that moment last year. And just so you know, Jeypi wasn't the guy who asked me to dance last year. He was a different person; although I could really say Jeypi was about to ask me to dance. That is, if I hadn't hid in the comfort rooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all the hectic-ness my school had to offer I know I had to write this article to keep my blog kicking. And I hope next time, my post would be as happy as I would like myself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Chill again next time,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.// sweetness.♥&lt;br /&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/6281026296443718358-4533384715810784563?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4533384715810784563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4533384715810784563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4533384715810784563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4533384715810784563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/02/twas-hectic-week.html' title='T&apos;was a hectic week!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R8Kdmjt-MfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6BJV0E7UW24/s72-c/P1010155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2092438870652064205</id><published>2008-02-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:16:00.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de venecia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nograles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house speaker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arroyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Transition in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20071010/i/r4081062493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 172px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20071010/i/r4081062493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some years before, this was the scenario that media used to offer us. Whatever happened between President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo and former House Speaker Jose De Venecia is something to ponder about. How can some year-built friendship turn into something cold and dull like JDV's being out of the position? And to think, after his most awaited yet as they say, unexpected speech (because everyone thought he wouldn't be given any chance to voice out his deepest and much kept emotion) JDV was the one who even congratulated the new Speaker of the House, Prospero Nograles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y78/chaucer19/blog/namerica_20041012_Jose_de_Venecia_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 179px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y78/chaucer19/blog/namerica_20041012_Jose_de_Venecia_t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nograles.net/images/pcn_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 179px;" src="http://www.nograles.net/images/pcn_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Venecia         ||                            Nograles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JDV stated that it could have been bribery - the reason why he's out of his previous authority; and he also added that it could be his son Joey De Venecia's revelation against the palace that resulted him to be in this heated circumstance. JDV also unmasked the threats that he claimed to be slapped to them by such people who want them to shut up and mind their own business. As I see it, it could be a vendetta as the people concludes it to be. Now, the former speaker has admitted to be open to the opposition's side but the how, when and why are still unclear. Mr. De Venecia is also a LAKAS party leader, but up to date, he hasn't been dethroned according to former president Fidel V. Ramos. As much as Ramos wanted JDV and PGMA's friendship fixed, Ramos said that he wouldn't divulge so much to the media as this might just interfere or delay his plan (as what is said might be stretched again). By this week, JDV will still be LAKAS' party leader, and he will remain so until the party has reached a consensus by the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Credits:&lt;br /&gt;* images:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20071010/i/r4081062493.jpg"&gt;http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20071010/i/r4081062493.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y78/chaucer19/blog/namerica_20041012_Jose_de_Venecia_t.jpg"&gt;http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y78/chaucer19/blog/namerica_20041012_Jose_de_Venecia_t.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nograles.net/images/pcn_1.jpg"&gt;http://www.nograles.net/images/pcn_1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2092438870652064205?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2092438870652064205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2092438870652064205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2092438870652064205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2092438870652064205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/02/transition-in-house.html' title='Transition in the house'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y78/chaucer19/blog/th_namerica_20041012_Jose_de_Venecia_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-619895115762632220</id><published>2008-02-06T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T18:49:55.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final destination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spongebob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spongebob squarepants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>It freaked me out even before it ended!</title><content type='html'>After a long morning of exams and a cope-up with Physics long test, I was assigned by our project manager to settle the IT project so that we could pass the homepage by this Friday. Anyway, what we (Korina, Bambi and I) thought to be a sole session of concentration on doing our graphics for the said homepage turned out to be moments of bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we were doing Photoshop work to create and design the logo, and then moments after we decided to watch the JS Prom DVD which Bambi bought from school. Some funny sidetrips had passed watching the video and we decided to fully furbish up the logo. Bambi tried to work on it to enhance her Photoshop skills and Korina found herself sneaking up on the DVD rack near Bambi's family TV, and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she found it&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Destination 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zml.com/content/covers/40348_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.zml.com/content/covers/40348_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And GOSH, it was waaaay scarier than I thought it was - or must I say, way more suspense than I thought it was! The plot revolved around the premonitions of this girl who went by the name of Kimberly. Earlier that day she saw a premonition that there'd be a massive pile-up on the highway they're in, but alas before she could rescue her friends the premonition came true and what was left of the scene was her and her ability to predict what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's great about Final Destination 2 is that the time that you think you're already relieved, there would be another catastrophic event to follow it! Like for example (okay, I don't wanna spoil but hey, I just love this scene for its spontaneous plot) the guy who threw his spaghetti out his window. What is implied here is that your actions done in the past could make you regret your future. He could've been saved from having his eye crushed out by the legs of the fire exit ladder if he hadn't tripped on the spaghetti he threw previously, which made him topple down and not to anticipate the horrid circumstance that befell on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're in for a heart-pounding experience, I recommend you to watch this flick. I haven't finished it, so maybe you're thinking I have no right to tell you to see it, but then again after being stunned by what the movie offered me I really think it's worth to have this blog post. Hahaha. Anyway, if you have comments to add on this flick I am so open to hear it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i love you all,&lt;br /&gt;// happysponge. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: I changed my code name. Lol. I just think happysponge fits it because I want to be optimistic starting this day plus, I'm a fan of Spongebob Squarepants series! :]&lt;br /&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/6281026296443718358-619895115762632220?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/619895115762632220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=619895115762632220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/619895115762632220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/619895115762632220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-freaked-me-out-even-before-it-ended.html' title='It freaked me out even before it ended!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-6472023729773392260</id><published>2008-02-03T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:33.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Emo sketches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6XVXK7P-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d6ctn9T-TYo/s1600-h/grungemo_series_1___love_me__by_amplified27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6XVXK7P-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d6ctn9T-TYo/s320/grungemo_series_1___love_me__by_amplified27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162767141896714642" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6XVmq7P-aI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6Tiith0bmAc/s1600-h/_emoworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6XVmq7P-aI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6Tiith0bmAc/s320/_emoworld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162767408184687010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I did these during vacant time (oops, which was really during Filipino subject at school). I was bored and didn't want to fall asleep so I just grabbed my pencil and sketched my way out of boredom. When I got home, I scanned them and saved them in my PC for later process. Few days after gathering myself up in the mood to do some Photoshop work, I decided to color them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, if you have a &lt;a href="http://deviantart.com/"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; account, please do &lt;a href="http://www.amplified27.deviantart.com/"&gt;add me up&lt;/a&gt;. Although at the moment I am half-inactive in that site as I haven't uploaded anything aside from my latest artwork which was the vexel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-6472023729773392260?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6472023729773392260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=6472023729773392260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6472023729773392260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6472023729773392260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/02/emo-sketches_03.html' title='Emo sketches'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6XVXK7P-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d6ctn9T-TYo/s72-c/grungemo_series_1___love_me__by_amplified27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-444298847368090148</id><published>2008-02-03T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:35.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vector'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vexel'/><title type='text'>My first hand at vexel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V67a7P-LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/anDysdvl8NM/s1600-h/real+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V67a7P-LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/anDysdvl8NM/s400/real+image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162667709108844722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amplified27.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V6ia7P-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/YqgZ-HbkyZk/s400/1stvector_j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162667279612115106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back during November, I was envious of people in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; who could do vector and vexel. To me they were like gods of the Aztecs. Haha, and being the artist in me I wanted to try my hand at different art genre. First I tried to draw, and the result was okay. Then I started photo manipulation - where my skills in Photoshop truly flourished. And then came the suspect: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VECTOR&lt;/span&gt; with his sidekick &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VEXEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V7ea7P-MI/AAAAAAAAADY/hqXoprMsTwY/s1600-h/1stvector_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V7ea7P-MI/AAAAAAAAADY/hqXoprMsTwY/s200/1stvector_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162668310404266178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V75K7P-NI/AAAAAAAAADg/34gqJCdqODI/s1600-h/1stvector_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V75K7P-NI/AAAAAAAAADg/34gqJCdqODI/s200/1stvector_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162668769965766866" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V8kK7P-OI/AAAAAAAAADo/c70O7bb9Ixc/s1600-h/1stvector_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V8kK7P-OI/AAAAAAAAADo/c70O7bb9Ixc/s200/1stvector_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162669508700141794" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V9ea7P-PI/AAAAAAAAADw/mBwjignaDSY/s1600-h/1stvector_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V9ea7P-PI/AAAAAAAAADw/mBwjignaDSY/s200/1stvector_d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162670509427521778" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V91q7P-QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8_vOyJldBZE/s1600-h/1stvector_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V91q7P-QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8_vOyJldBZE/s200/1stvector_d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162670908859480322" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V_oa7P-RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/s59SqRC6ZXY/s1600-h/1stvector_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V_oa7P-RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/s59SqRC6ZXY/s200/1stvector_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162672880249469202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a sneak peek of how I made my 1st vexel deviation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first encounter was truly jaw-dropping. I can't believe that a picture could be so difficult when it comes to vector. I learned that pictures made under the said genre is only composed of lines and shapes using the pen tool and of course they'd have to be in color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there went my curiosity, I was craving to finish my first art in vector or vexel - whichever is easier. And I searched high and low for different tutorials and voila! My hardwork paid off! It's not really as beautiful as others have it, but mine is a fulfillment for my artist craving. Hehehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: This took me about 1 week to finish! And swear, my hand really hurt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="379" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=73421466&amp;amp;width=1337" allowscriptaccess="always" height="379" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/73421466/"&gt;My Last Memory of 2007&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://amplified27.deviantart.com/"&gt;amplified27&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-444298847368090148?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/444298847368090148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=444298847368090148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/444298847368090148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/444298847368090148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-first-hand-at-vexel.html' title='My first hand at vexel'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R6V67a7P-LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/anDysdvl8NM/s72-c/real+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2934924951465525529</id><published>2008-02-02T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T19:26:09.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pre-finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='february'/><title type='text'>Pre-finals is bound to happen again!</title><content type='html'>Next week will be my busiest week which I presume due to pre-final examinations starting Wednesday, February 6 up to Friday, February 8. I hope to post much blog posts before that but I think that'll be next to impossible since I have a lot of requirements needed to be passed next week. Talk about hectic skeds, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About updates regarding my life, well one of my friendship hit the rock - solid hard. I can't be friends with anyone who just thinks that all attention is focused on her, and the nerve that she's acting like such a teacher's pet. Of course, it doesn't stop there. She even called me flat-chested. Lol, which is somehow true but the nerve of her to tell that in my face. She should learn how to spill it discreetly right? If anyone could tell your flaws, then that should only be your mother, your father or your family. Friends should only tell what's wrong when it's the right time to tell because it brings up offense in any matter. What happened was this ex-friend of mine named Hannah, told me that I couldn't wear the dress I was dying to wear because of my figure. Well, it isn't my fault if I don't have big boobs! It's better to be average than to be like a slut on porn site right? She's so selfish and conceited - she thinks that she's so gifted. If I know, she thinks her figure makes her sexy. Well that's just plain ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one deserves to be told what he should look like. No one has the right to distinguish beautiful from ugly just by looking at them and telling them they're uber-flawed. This is what the world has that any other planet doesn't have. And that makes the world chaotic - the thought of beauty given by physical attributes which gives fruit to sin. Friendships deteriorate, trust is disowned, and people avoid contact. It's just stupid getting and being judged by someone who just came in for a year and now tells you what you should look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you have similar situations, bloggers. I'd be more glad to hear your stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;dumping all physical judgments,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.//. sweetness.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2934924951465525529?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2934924951465525529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2934924951465525529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2934924951465525529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2934924951465525529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-finals-is-bound-to-happen-again.html' title='Pre-finals is bound to happen again!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-7091027450241073122</id><published>2008-01-21T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:11:48.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence!</title><content type='html'>Just as what I had expected, I'm going to skip classes today. I admit, I really needed sleep and I abused myself for surfing too much on the internet. I couldn't care less about the eyebags - I'm quite thankful they're there to make my eyes bigger. However, the case was about mom and me arguing all the time about my midnight habit of still being online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I'm wrong. I dunno how to start or end this - but I just know I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm still fine with everything except for going to school. I think I'm developing some form of hatred against the school's curriculum! Argh - talk about the injustice! I always raise my hand and recite but still I get low grades! And for what? In exchange of those honorables who could do is but compute and compute and cannot answer a single practical question regarding social studies or a seemingly easy vocabulary exercise in English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we have differences. And in our school, it is obviously seen by our mentors but what's bugging me is that they only regard those people who are good in computations and not who can do participation in class without depending on what the text book says! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sigh, I wish I was just a mathematical geek who could solve math problems in a flick of a finger because however hard I try, I just can't get this right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go to college I just hope that I'd be having different curriculum now - and this time I hope it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BETTER.&lt;/span&gt; And I'll prove to those people who didn't see my potential that I could be great even if I'm too vulnerable with computations. I'd prove to them that I'm not invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till another blogpost again,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.//. sweetness.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-7091027450241073122?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7091027450241073122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=7091027450241073122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7091027450241073122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7091027450241073122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/01/absence.html' title='Absence!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4359049528439520658</id><published>2008-01-21T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:00:31.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Click Five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snickers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>I Know It's Way Too Late</title><content type='html'>Hahaha.. this isn't the line from &lt;a href="http://www.theclickfive.com/"&gt;Click Five&lt;/a&gt;'s "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqztQ6BWPKc"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/a&gt;" song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 1:50 AM na here in my place in Cavite. I still have classes tomorrow, at hello, I'm still not sleeping. Actually I do have homeworks pending pa nga eh. I still didn't learn my lesson about wading too much in the internet. Good thing my mom isn't scolding me right now at the wee hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RUMBLE. &lt;/span&gt;Hey, that's my tummy. I ate dinner, but still I dunno why I think I'm starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for a Snickers chocolate bar tuloy. Hehehe. Is anyone here still online?&lt;br /&gt;Leave me a comment or a message at my cbox okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** looks around ** Oh mehn! I can't find my gospel journal pala! That's supposed to be passed on Tuesday and I have no entry yet (how would I? eh I haven't attended Sunday mass today?) x___O anyways though, I think I'll have to pay a lot of Sundays the next time I would go to church. Dami ko na din utang kay God eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I gotta cut off my blogging session here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting retarded with being on the internet too much. (nah, not literally. hoho!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till we meet again,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.// . sweetness.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4359049528439520658?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4359049528439520658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4359049528439520658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4359049528439520658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4359049528439520658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know-its-way-too-late.html' title='I Know It&apos;s Way Too Late'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-3240769822831746669</id><published>2008-01-20T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:35.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been dormant, but now I'm back</title><content type='html'>I haven't been so good all these time. I felt like I needed a break, so I rested for a while from blogging. But never fear, super Iris is here! (tantararan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy with school issues and business sidelines! Yeah, I do have a business! It's an online-based shop. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.redbargain.multiply.com/"&gt;Red Bargain&lt;/a&gt; and is hosted on &lt;a href="http://multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;. The great thing here is there's no rent fee whatsoever and I get to choose my timeframe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's 2008 now and I've been changed, I suppose? Haha. Well, let me share you some of my experiences... I went with Hannah, Rachel, Ruzette and Matthew (Hannah's BF) to Global Fun near the Mall of Asia last December 21. It was quite a thrill because the said place will be only opened until January and at least we got to go there before it closes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R5Mz8kmYvYI/AAAAAAAAACM/WGqfhHvOmYQ/s1600-h/%27.wish012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R5Mz8kmYvYI/AAAAAAAAACM/WGqfhHvOmYQ/s200/%27.wish012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157523113979198850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then last Monday, we had our last in-campus practicum. I was assigned again to the High School Office - but this time, not to the secretary, but to Ma'am Palao. She was all familiar to me so it wasn't a big leap if I get to work with her. At first I thought she was mad at me about not going to the club day last January 10. I was absent and I just didn't feel like coming to school. However, she was smiling when I came in the office so it wasn't a pretty bad start. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into online shopping too, apart from the fact that I get to sell online. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R5MzpEmYvXI/AAAAAAAAACE/UNKA5pel1bs/s1600-h/%27.wish028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R5MzpEmYvXI/AAAAAAAAACE/UNKA5pel1bs/s200/%27.wish028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157522778971749746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought this striped top for Php360 (including shipping) from Jen, my business contact in Multiply. Her website offers a lot of trendy tops and it's a shame that I don't have a lot of money to spend buying online! HAHAHA. Anyways though, I was really thrilled when I got the top - despite the fact that I kind of regretted for having spent P420 (Php360 + Php60 -for Western Union fee) for a mere striped black and white blouse. When I got it though, it wasn't that bad! I actually liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now for the life of a super-single-bookworm-business-minded gal! Till next time guys! Hope you liked my comeback! Heheh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.// sweetness.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-3240769822831746669?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3240769822831746669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=3240769822831746669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3240769822831746669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3240769822831746669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-dormant-but-now-im-back.html' title='I&apos;ve been dormant, but now I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/R5Mz8kmYvYI/AAAAAAAAACM/WGqfhHvOmYQ/s72-c/%27.wish012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2655558375893895160</id><published>2007-09-08T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T06:30:02.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crack</title><content type='html'>Everything was supposed to be right. But look at what happens?&lt;br /&gt;I'm cracked. :( I knew it. This was bound to get me hurt in the long run... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to do - except for the idea of avoiding &lt;strike&gt;him&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am so down these days. I dunno what's gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting any blog entry for the past days. I have too many to think about. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2655558375893895160?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2655558375893895160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2655558375893895160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2655558375893895160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2655558375893895160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/crack.html' title='the crack'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-512046664829125594</id><published>2007-08-31T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:35.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so bad</title><content type='html'>Missed my classes today. Mom let me have the day off. Good thing she did - I didn't have any gospel entries for the journal in FCL. I woke up around 6:45 AM finding out that I'd be late if I still pursue on going to school. She let me use the computer too, now that's something she'd never do. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had out Sabayang Pagbigkas yesterday. And we won the championship! It was so cool that we we're in a rush and still managed to grab the trophy. That's all because of Mr. Joves, our advisor. It's great to have him although he dismisses us usually at 9PM. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda worried that today there's an exam in FCL. I dunno, but I am regretting to have an absence somehow. I just hope Mr. Gamba - our FCL teacher, would let me have my special exam. Also, I am not sure if Social Studies would have a quiz too. I really really wish there's not a lot to do in school today; else, I'd have to cram to cope up.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RtddglOjTCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MV899tES2HY/s1600-h/haihai.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RtddglOjTCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MV899tES2HY/s320/haihai.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104651516978088994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my FCL module in school so I didn't have the time to review. But it's also good that I get my day off - even just this day only. I am super tired and I don't know if my body can still accomodate all my strenuous activities. I have a super duper hectic schedule and a lot of lineups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychologically speaking, I ONLY think these things. Like they say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think therefore I am. &lt;/span&gt;So maybe I get tired because of &lt;strike&gt;too much thinking.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to stop thinking too much or else I'll get sick everytime I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my crush, well if it isn't him whom I can talk to then I'll be contented being single. Honestly, I don't care if I am single. It's much happier if that would be the case: I have time for myself, go to anywhere I go without asking a boyfriend for permission, no demanding dates and schedules and I can live my life normally. He told me he loves me but I don't buy it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I kinda bought it but only a part of it. I admit I actually liked the idea of him liking me.&lt;/span&gt; Still, I don't believe he's serious about it. I really doubt it. And when I feel the vibes of doubt, usually it's right. Sometimes, he makes me feel like I'm the cover of the hole in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twin (not literally my twin - we just call each other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twin &lt;/span&gt;as nicknames) Judith, is the apple of his eye. But since she's going out with Lester, a junior student, that makes my crush disappointed and brokenhearted. So then he started telling me he likes me because when I tease him to Judith he just says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Eh may iba na kasi yun eh. Ikaw na lang luvs ko."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That makes me really angry. Well I don't have to be somebody's coverup just to get you over with someone!!! If you're brokenhearted and she has someone else, then get over stupid! You don't have to tell me you like me just so you can find someone to divert your feelings to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haay.. &lt;/span&gt;so much troubles in life. Promise I'll lessen myself talking of depressing things. They get me crazy in the head &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;... no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; crazy in the head. I admit I am the type of person who's oftentimes in a depression status. I dunno why I feel so sad and lonely. I hate having this desposition. I wish I could feel happy without thinking anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-512046664829125594?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/512046664829125594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=512046664829125594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/512046664829125594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/512046664829125594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-so-bad.html' title='I feel so bad'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RtddglOjTCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/MV899tES2HY/s72-c/haihai.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-3437616258711819006</id><published>2007-08-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:07:42.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems to be..</title><content type='html'>ending. Oh geez. Tomorrow, I have classes. Time does fly by sooo fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't want to go to classes. I feel so tired and lazy &lt;strike&gt;probably because I've spent too much hours in front of the PC for the last 5 days.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have things to do like my FCL report for tomorrow. Gosh, I haven't started on that one yet. It's about abortion, and its introduction. I have lots of ideas in mind but I don't have the time to apply them all because I admit, I spend too much time on the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've learned from the news that China has also manufactured clothes with Formalin so I can clearly say now that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything seems to be... in Formaldehyde.&lt;/span&gt; It's really scary if you think about it. Plus, the consecutive events with the earth crisis - sudden rain, sudden drought, airplanes blowing up and people dying. What the hell is happening to the world? Even clocks seem to be abnormal because I really feel time is &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;literally&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, I have to say goodbye now. I still have to prepare my report and my things for school. Sigh, I haven't had enough vacation. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-3437616258711819006?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3437616258711819006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=3437616258711819006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3437616258711819006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/3437616258711819006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-seems-to-be.html' title='Everything seems to be..'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-7780608576707166776</id><published>2007-08-20T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T12:43:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of no classes... I'm counting down</title><content type='html'>I still don't want it to end. As well as the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empress of the World.&lt;/span&gt; I'm on the verge of finishing it and still I'm making myself occupied by the internet just so I could hold on to it. My next read would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh My Goth&lt;/span&gt;, but even that doesn't stop me from holding on to Empress of the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I still haven't eaten my lunch. Oh geez. Mama is asleep and hasn't yet cooked our meal that's why I still haven't took my lunch. Almost everyday this is the scenario - we eat lunch at a later time because we're kind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used to it. (gosh, I feel uncomfortable hearing that word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm supposed to go to the Post Office today but since today's a non-working holiday, you can pretty much guess what happened to my plan. I must've been so stupid to think today isn't a holiday because I even asked my bieu (that's our nickname) Rose Anne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"May pasok ba ngayon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Is there any classes today?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My gosh, I looked so inane asking that question. I just worried because none of my classmates were online in my Yahoo! Messenger. And I fell into the trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I didn't have the time to make articles for our school paper, the Jr Perpetualite. My editor-in-chief might get mad at me for not doing so. Hahaha. Well, who cares? I'm the associate ed, uh-uh! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoa. That's too harsh. I can't seem to even pretend to be really good as being selfish. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate myself for not being able to get over this internet thingy addiction. OMG. I'm getting addicted! Totally. :P But at least I don't do drugs! Hahaha. Hey, gotta go! I still have to work on my search engine skills to find a site where free books are being traded. See you next time bloggers! C'iao. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: You should try engaging in books too. It's really great - gives me a lot of satisfaction and quality time! You never know, you might be a bookworm myself too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-7780608576707166776?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7780608576707166776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=7780608576707166776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7780608576707166776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7780608576707166776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-day-of-no-classes-im-counting-down.html' title='Last day of no classes... I&apos;m counting down'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-1701748059094085356</id><published>2007-08-19T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:21:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Day of No Classes</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so today is Sunday. I woke up at around 9 AM which is my usual wake-up time when I sleep beyond 12 AM. I'm still not through with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empress of the World. &lt;/span&gt;And my mind tells me not to finish it quickly... I want my classmates to see what I'm reading. &lt;strike&gt;And I know of course that's selfish of me.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Haven't taken lunch. Mama's not yet cooking. She's asking if we'd have bacon for our meal and for the first time I said yes. BUT she's still not cooking. She's watching TV. I wonder when she'd start the stove burning so we could all eat lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I received 8 mails in my inbox today - 1 Bulk, 7 Inbox. The bulk mail was nothing but a spam - I have no idea where those conniving hackers got my email. I'm starting to think to get another email add. The remaining 7 in my Inbox were all from Bookmooch. I'm glad the site is up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u142/susik_petite/SAD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: &lt;/span&gt;Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more mooching as of this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm saving up to send one book to UK for Sylvia Lukeman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it costs a whole amount of Php551.00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I would get by this crisis! And be able to mooch books again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My padded envelopes are just sitting on my yellow book rack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when I'll have to buy another batch again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The rainy season seems to be putting a lot of sadness in me huh. I'm thankful right now that the rain isn't pouring hard but I'm feeling a bit sad coz' classes have to start &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(oh no..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0393324826.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 219px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0393324826.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, better keep my spirit up! I have to do a lot of things like, finish reading books s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o I can post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; them on Bookmooch! Yay! By the way, let me just add that I want to read this book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but unfortunately Bookmooch doesn't have any copies available yet. I think I have to wait for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, till next time bloggers. I'm starting to get hooked to the internet again. It kinda sucks my energy. Hahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&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/6281026296443718358-1701748059094085356?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1701748059094085356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=1701748059094085356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1701748059094085356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1701748059094085356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/4th-day-of-no-classes.html' title='4th Day of No Classes'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-5287281788210809557</id><published>2007-08-18T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:42:14.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get enough</title><content type='html'>Aww. I'm still surfing the net. I can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. I'll logout now. Maybe tomorrow I could come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Bookmooch site is down &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gotta continue reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empress of the World.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I am so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And then I'll go to bed. Urp.. I can't stop thinking about books!&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-5287281788210809557?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5287281788210809557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=5287281788210809557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5287281788210809557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5287281788210809557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/cant-get-enough.html' title='Can&apos;t get enough'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-7114353620127151207</id><published>2007-08-18T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:05:41.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empress of the World</title><content type='html'>I feel so happy. Yay! No classes coz' its Saturday! No practice for our Sabayang Pagbigkas too! Although its disappointing if our section won't have something to present on the eliminations. Anyhow, despite of it all I am so excited too because I am now reading the first book in my TBR (to-be-read) list: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empress of the World&lt;/span&gt; by Sara Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0142500593.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_V1114202332_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 312px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0142500593.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_V1114202332_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really buzzed by the controversy of this book. It tackles the complex relationship between Nic and Battle (she's a girl but her name sounds weird for her gender) being in a homosexual relationship. More than friends... this is what happens to Nic and Battle. I'm on page 20 and I would continue reading it after I surf the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm starting to think of writing stories &lt;strike&gt;again.&lt;/strike&gt; But it seems my writer's block has had its way again. I'm currently looking for a program where I could put my ideas in and when I get the passion and inspiration, I'd just open it up and start typing in MS Word. I'm pretty much planning on publishing my work but I guess that would be delayed because of my hectic schedule with a lot of line-up activities in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Miguel's birthday is today too. But I guess I won't come - I don't feel coming to his party. I dunno why, I think I just liked the fact that I have a lot of days to rest and until Monday! Woohoo! I forgot to mention we don't have classes on that day too. :) Back to the topic, I hope he doesn't get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tampo&lt;/span&gt; because of my &lt;strike&gt;selfish&lt;/strike&gt; reason - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh come on kuya Miguel! I just wanna rest. Puh-lease?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, maybe I'd still think enough if I'd tell him that or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the fight my brother and I had last night, I still don't feel like talking to him. He's such a war freak, you know. But I still pity him for that. I warned him I'd kill him - but hey, that's a self-defense. It's only a threat and nothing else. I won't get my hands bloody just for avenging for what he've done to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go now. Have to check on some programs to put in my story ideas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-7114353620127151207?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7114353620127151207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=7114353620127151207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7114353620127151207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7114353620127151207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/empress-of-world.html' title='Empress of the World'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4153167720802187765</id><published>2007-08-17T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T14:52:07.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly little wounds would never mend</title><content type='html'>I heard Vanessa Carlton singing that line from her song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'White Houses'. &lt;/span&gt;It was about regretting pain and unpleasant circumstances. I could relate to her... somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my brother and I had a huge fight. Really, it was almost blood and gore. I dunno what happened but all I know is, he started it. My mother won't believe me so I didn't even expect even a single bit of pity from her. I was all alone by myself, I just can't seem to understand everything that's happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be this way. I just want to piss them off so they'd just leave me alone. The comforts of being by yourself is more acceptable even if it hurts, rather than being with people who never like you at all. They say it's my attitude, but I think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining hard today. No classes. Just at home. I'm still reading John Steinbeck's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of Mice and Men&lt;/span&gt; and I want to finish it as soon as possible. I just hope I could before classes start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This day was all I had. I never had a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm not pretty sure when will things get better. Sometimes, I'm losing hope. But at most of times, I still cling to that remaining light on my window. I just stare at the sky and hope that tomorrow would get even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish things I wanted would be the way I want them to be. But that's reality. Not all the time everything's pleasant. Not all the time everything is of sweet smiles and rainbows. &lt;strike&gt;Not all the time it would be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;See 'ya next time bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4153167720802187765?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4153167720802187765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4153167720802187765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4153167720802187765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4153167720802187765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/silly-little-wounds-would-never-mend.html' title='Silly little wounds would never mend'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-5301621936402047901</id><published>2007-08-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:08:50.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The odds and ends of X &amp; Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shed a tear after watching KYLE XY on Studio 23. I was really astounded when Kyle stood up on a tree stump after running away from his adoptive family on earth. He stood there until his earthly family found him. According to him he was gazing at the sky so that his TRUE family could find him. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, today? It wasn't such a bad nor good one. Just the right amount, although first thing in the morning I was tardy &lt;again&gt; for school. I hid along the corridor, bobbed my head down and ducked for minutes. I wasn't alone, to quote on this experience. I was with Barry, Bambi and Kheem - the former were my classmates while the latter my good friend from IV-Quezon. It was such a great idea that Barry had come up for us to hide in the girls' comfort room for the whole period so that no one would see us being tardy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha, I love her. She really has great ideas. Thanks for saving our lives Barry. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we saw a group of boys who stayed along our corridor - IV-Rizal's corridor to be exact, and they were putting us to great peril because if they would be seen, then so would us. So that was the circumstance - but it did not end on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Manuel, IV-Rizal's Social Studies teacher, approached this group of guys who happened to loiter around. We were in the CR when we heard his voice and, afraid that we would also get caught, we snatched our bags and hastily charged to every cubicle in the CR that we could fit in! I even left my paper bag outside the cubicle (on the floor of the CR itself). I was so afraid that someone might see my bag and find my name labeled on some school items and then report me to the YLC (Year Lever Chairpersons). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was so funny that we were hiding &lt;strike&gt;and it was my first time to do an illegal act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gosh, I couldn't explain how I felt those times. I was really nervous I could get suspended for hiding in the girl's bathroom! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day turned out pretty okay and I caught myself watching KYLE XY tonight. At least I got the bits of the TV show 15 minutes before it logged off. Whew! And I could still comment that Kyle (the protagonist) is still handsome. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Tomorrow, we have no classes again. This is due to Egay, a typhoon that'll hit the country. Although many aren't happy of this fact due to the consequences it'll bring, the only people ecstatic about this occurrence are the students. :P They are all rejoicing and sending general messages in Yahoo! Messenger (including me, who sent gen msgs to my friends in my YM List!) regarding the fact that tomorrow shall have no classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really laughing out loud because you can tell if there's a typhoon. Contradictory to the belief that PAGASA shall tell the forecast of the weather, the students know better than that. They are always the first ones to know if there would be no classes for the next day. I might suddenly think that they could overthrow DepEd for knowing the accuracy of the announcement of class suspensions. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about anything else? Hmm. I'm feeling pretty relaxed although my back is hurting A LOT. Geez, I think I have developed scoliosis. Well... I'm not too far from that nor near to it but I am worried I could get braces because of scolio (urrghh.. thinking of them is a nightmare!). I don't want to wear those sturdy and hard plates around my body. It would cause me pain but I do know they'd help me straighten my back. I just can't seem to picture myself wearing them! Hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, my day was really.. uhm, I am not sure how to describe it appropriately but I think the proper word for it is 'weird'. Weird? Weird! Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why the title is odds and ends. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things have gone differently as expected but my day didn't turn out to be so bad at all. I didn't imagine it'd be A-okay. :)&lt;/span&gt; I'm so happy that I finally had the chance to take control of at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; in my life... for now. I just hope this would get better as days would pass. Today is August 15. And I'd like to end my post with the quotation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"There's a right time for everything. We just don't know it yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The moral lesson for today is, learn to pray for even the slightest and smallest of things because you never know it might just come true and make your day as fine as mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thanks for reading bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-5301621936402047901?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5301621936402047901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=5301621936402047901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5301621936402047901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/5301621936402047901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/odds-and-ends-of-x-y.html' title='The odds and ends of X &amp; Y'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-7500030855488500102</id><published>2007-08-14T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T21:01:16.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my!</title><content type='html'>Whew. Just got home from school and SM. I bought a new book entitled Oh My Goth which was also Ruzette's book. I just wanted to buy it this instant so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be really, really, really honest... I am super tired today. We had practice for our Sabayang Pagbigkas and even had a meeting regarding the JR SSC events. All I wanted to do now is to curl up around my blanket in my nice and comfy bed until the call of slumber sinks into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Did I forget to mention that we have assignments for Math IV today?! Oh geez. I haven't finished that one yet but I'd do it after this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blogging thing.&lt;/span&gt; Hopefully I could finish it before midnight so I won't have any tasks piled up in my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's there to tell? Hmmm. Nothing much. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite happy that I still got my buddy Ruzette with me - she just spoiled my dare for us to read the Oh My Goth book together since she couldn't help reading it and eventually... finishing the book in just one round last night. I couldn't believe how her reading skills honed up! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there. That's how my today went.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my!" is my title because I do have A LOT of things to do... or so I think. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till next time bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;C'iao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness .//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-7500030855488500102?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7500030855488500102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=7500030855488500102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7500030855488500102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/7500030855488500102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-my.html' title='Oh my!'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4600862507697478701</id><published>2007-08-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:35.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this day almost killed me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RsBoCMlxu7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Alz-C7Yhyoc/s1600-h/ruzette+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RsBoCMlxu7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Alz-C7Yhyoc/s320/ruzette+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098189165132102578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I can't be thankful enough that exams are over! But so far, from my perspective, there's a so-so chance I might flunk "some" tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my day didn't revolve on that alone. I got to spend time with my "chich" Ruzette.&lt;br /&gt;We call each other nicknames so the feeling's more than special. We strolled around SM Molino and drank down a regular Zagu - hers is a Café Latte while mine is Cookies N' Cream, the usual flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, a group of her guy friends came up to us and took cover for her. But they were just fooling around to uhm, get their hands on Ruzette's shake! Haha. I was really laughing coz' they really looked like a bunch of body guards. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to National Bookstore to buy a few things. Although we nearly overstayed at the store for more than a half an hour, she still managed to buy &lt;strike&gt;JUST&lt;/strike&gt; a stabillo, or in common terms we call it as 'highlighter'. We roamed around to hunt for good books and realized National Bookstore was having a sale on them... and that's only until the end of the month. So probably I hope I could get my hands on some of those good bargains.. She also gave me a small gift - it's a mass market paperback book entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'A Cup of Devotion with God'&lt;/span&gt; although I don't read those kind of religious books. I even thought she was going to give the other book she bought which was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Oh My Goth'.&lt;/span&gt; Haha! And I expected a lot.. that's so stupid of me. But I do appreciate her thoughtfulness on that part. :) Nobody had given me a gift since my best friend Jerryl left for Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of tonight? Well, he talked to me... again. But I wasn't feeling good for him. He's kinda changed somehow, if you know what I mean. Suddenly at times I feel I like this person but now it's starting to change. He's someone that I don't want to be with anymore. Merely just a crush I suppose. It could change from that, but when I learned about his negative side that he is drinking, I was really turned off. I dunno what to say, but just type what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am supposed &lt;/span&gt;to type. Type what he is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expecting &lt;/span&gt;me to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really don't know. And honestly, I don't want any love issues at the moment. I love myself, and I do mean it. But if I keep on falling for this guy, the tendency is he'll be blowing up his head like a balloon knowing that I like him. And that my heart would get wounded again. It bled for almost 3 years, and I think that's enough to learn what's to learn about pain in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the expert to say all these things, but my experience taught me to be smart. It kept my feet on the ground when this magnetism almost toppled me over my ego. I just don't like the idea of getting hurt anymore. I think it's not worth to even think about it. When he talked to me tonight and I learned he was sick, I told him to get some medication and that he should rest because he might even get worse, and you know what? He really did left me hanging there by myself. So he logged off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse? NAH. I'm so happy to finally be myself again. I didn't fall for him either. He's just a weekend fling. Haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've told you how this day almost killed me, it's time for me to get some peace. :)&lt;br /&gt;I have to do some school program invitations so see 'ya next time around bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xo.xo&lt;br /&gt;// .sweetness. //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4600862507697478701?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4600862507697478701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4600862507697478701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4600862507697478701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4600862507697478701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-this-day-almost-killed-me.html' title='And this day almost killed me'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RsBoCMlxu7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Alz-C7Yhyoc/s72-c/ruzette+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-2494171008709348773</id><published>2007-08-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:35.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dodong</title><content type='html'>Wow, this was the best news I've heard this week! We won't have classes tomorrow and I still have to review for my periodical exams. Haven't taken anything seriously this month... plus I am so disappointed with my Social Studies because our teacher said our recitation was 25% of our grade and guess what? I didn't get the chance to be called as one of the students to have attained AT LEAST 88 of our grade despite the fact that I often recite in his class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so wasted and so useless that's why I haven't done much anything this week. As of now, I'm currently reading Of Mice and Men by John Steinback - I just hope it's a good read, else I would have wasted my precious time. I believe in the saying "So many books, so little time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, change topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a rainy day. The sky seems to understand what I am going through so I wasn't really surprised to see puddles of rain side by side by the road. We also had our doxology awhile ago, and the SLCUAA continued their ceremony. I thought the event would've been cancelled but I should've thought otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this SLCUAA and we performed our doxology in front of crowds of people coming from where I don't know. After our performance I decided to get back to the classroom and return the candles I used as props for our presentation. Then I went to the CR then to the classroom again and finally decided to hasten for the cheerdance competition. Little did I know that when I would get there, I won't make the chance to see their number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I am so stupid. I have wasted my time not to see that highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, too late to regret &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din&lt;/span&gt; so might as well be contented about it. And since we're talking about&lt;br /&gt;regrets, I'd thought of spilling the news for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RrnhUMlxu6I/AAAAAAAAABI/ox-Er5fptyE/s1600-h/outrageous.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RrnhUMlxu6I/AAAAAAAAABI/ox-Er5fptyE/s200/outrageous.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096352190439734178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got the haircut.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, and not just any haircut but a coif from David's Salon and mind you, it was really hard for me to decide to cut my hair short. "I'll make a change," that's what I quipped as the hairdresser brought me the clear file of hairstyles. After minutes of sitting alone on the "hot seat", I finally got the output of my decision - and it wasn't that bad. After all, I missed my short hair too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really a winding day - seeing rain puddles, missing the cheerdance, and getting a haircut. All were connected to one story (wow, I got that line from For One More Day by Mitch Albom!). Although this day was such a mess, I am still thankful to have spent this day with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So I think this would be the end of it huh?&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you more about my life when I get back with my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;//. sweetness . //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-2494171008709348773?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2494171008709348773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=2494171008709348773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2494171008709348773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/2494171008709348773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/dodong.html' title='Dodong'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RrnhUMlxu6I/AAAAAAAAABI/ox-Er5fptyE/s72-c/outrageous.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-6379644307430001237</id><published>2007-08-07T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:26:49.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can feel the pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fear I might break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coz' I fear I can't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tonight I'll lie awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeling empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pressure by Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    This was how I felt. Kind of unrealistic and I know it's just an excerpt from Paramore's hit single 'Pressure'. I'm really exhausted and at the same time I was a bit happy because at least our 1st quarter is coming to a final close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hassle of putting things aside really gave me a hard time. Folios, projects, reviewers and extra credits mark the busy days before the periodical. It's not really that busy but we do feel that way. A while ago we were asked to make a back-to-back reviewer for our Music subject. I felt good when I passed the reviewer just before the bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, I have already received my wishlisted book: Empress of the World. It's really great that I just got that from someone here in the Philippines. I've also given away 4 books. But two of them arrived wet to the moocher. LBC had that responsibility anyway and it wasn't solely my fault. But then, I should've wrapped it in plastic. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll have the SLCUAA opening. That's some kind of competition for Southern Luzon schools and we were asked to perform a doxology. Although the doxology was merely but a prayer, our adviser asked us to give it our best shot since we were just 'selected' anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; today. He was really smiling all the way but I don't think he was looking at me by then. Of course I wasn't serious with this guy because after all, he is just my inspiration. LOL. What the heck am I saying? I'm getting cheesy all over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, some of my fourth year friends last year dropped by the school. I was really astonished to see them in because so far as I have imagined they have classes for the day. And then tomorrow Dennis, Kata and other IV-Rizal students would come by the school to see the SLCUAA show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay. What a totally tiring day! The next day after tomorrow would be the first quarter periodical exams. I haven't read a thing or two about any of the topics and I didn't have the drive to study hard, only to read books. I just hope I could pass the Music test because that's where my guilt come from: PRESSURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time again readers!&lt;br /&gt;c'iao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//.sweetness.// xoxo&lt;br /&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/6281026296443718358-6379644307430001237?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6379644307430001237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=6379644307430001237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6379644307430001237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/6379644307430001237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-can-feel-pressure.html' title='I can feel the pressure'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-4806404461528530185</id><published>2007-08-05T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:58:41.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M&amp;Ms - moments &amp; memories</title><content type='html'>I'll be sending a total of 4 books within the Philippines but I haven't send the one out to UK. Guess I'm just too busy right now to send it out, plus I'm having financial shortage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating M&amp;Ms for midnight snack. Lol, it's my sister's M&amp;amp;M, I just grabbed a handful and stacked them to my mouth. Yum, chocolates really comfort me. But books really make me crazy and so excited. I dunno why I had this passion for books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a total of 22 books in my Bookmooch inventory so if you have an account there, you could mooch from me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. no recent additions in life. Just chatted with my friend today. Well, he seems nice and all but I wouldn't fall for him especially if that's his attitude. I dislike those kinds of guys, I want someone responsible enough for himself and for me. Can't tell him though, that'd be a balderdash issue. Don't want to argue with someone right now too. Guess it's up to him to change his ways. I can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit he's really cute and all that, but tell me, what will cuteness do with the attitude huh? I do look at the physical appearance BUT and I DO NOT disregard the personality of the guy. If he's as handsome as Orlando Bloom but he's a real toughie without a heart then I won't consider that. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's so stupid to fall for someone whom you liked because he's cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well.. whatever." my heart is telling me. But I can't ignore what my mind tells me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Should he change his ways to good, then that's the time I could tell that I like the person. But as of now, I'd be off-limits until I find out the guy's sure about his decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I'm just a chocoholic booklover eh! Can't decide right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just like choosing over 2 of my most favorite chocolates: Snickers or M&amp;Ms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahaha. Pretty neat huh?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo ./sweetness/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6281026296443718358-4806404461528530185?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4806404461528530185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=4806404461528530185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4806404461528530185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/4806404461528530185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/m-moments-memories_05.html' title='M&amp;Ms - moments &amp; memories'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281026296443718358.post-1003764711815660507</id><published>2007-08-03T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:55:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today, I woke up at around 7 AM which was one of my world-breaking record to get up by myself that early. It's surprisingly beautiful to know that I'd be able to rest today. Well, it isn't exactly rest because I didn't go to sleep. The moment I woke up I was clamoring for my glasses. I wore my contacts off last night so I only depended on my spectacles.      I turned on the PC and hoped to get a new response from my co-Bookmoochers. The forum really disappointed me - some people just told me it was not appropriate that I ask extra points if my book was a wishlisted one. Well, I don't mean to start a flaming war but some of them actually related that to my long-forgotten post asking for charity points, which I didn't know that it was against the cycle of the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so much for that. I also noticed I was kind of forgetting my skill in the English language. Last Wednesday we had an exercise to check if we still remember the past tenses and past participle of the verb. And guess what, I wrote 'stroke' as the past tense of 'strike'! Gosh, I'm so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, I get surprised that my classmates ask me what was the translation of this and that - because I'm thinking that I can't answer their query. I'm afraid that I won't be the same, that I won't be the walking dictionary they used to refer to. And you know what? This walking dictionary's turning into something like a storybook for toddlers. I can barely recognize myself.      All I know is that, I am turning into someone different whom I don't like. I want to be the same me. I don't want to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RrK2hclxuyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tbm9pgmMh2g/s1600-h/wushu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RrK2hclxuyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tbm9pgmMh2g/s320/wushu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094334814236031778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Change is like death, you leave something behind replacing one after another. I couldn't possibly be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;person. I still want to be me. I'm afraid an alien is abducting my body, and that's what bothers me this instance.      I'm also experiencing this so-called, "lack of time for myself" or in common terms, FREE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get home, I just drop my bags and head to my room. I turn on the desk lamp and plunge into my bed, grab my current read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For One More Day &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/span&gt; and get a glimpse from where I ended my reading session. Afterwards, I realize that I'm falling into a deep slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The next day, I cram for my assignments and to think of all the hassles I've gone through I frequently get tardy in school. What a mess huh? I don't get usually late when I go to school - depends on the traffic though. And this year I feel so tired and exhausted that I want to plop myself down and get some sleep. But when I am at home, sleep doesn't visit so I make myself busy by surfing the internet. Yeah, it's truly effective - keeps me so busy all night that I often forget to do my homeworks. :(      Sigh, I wish I could just take off this matter that bothers me a lot. It disturbs my mind as well as my emotions. I can't seem to make my old self come back for recovery. Well, life is unfair... that's what others say, or so I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See ya next time readers.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta move on a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here,&lt;br /&gt;sweetness. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6281026296443718358-1003764711815660507?l=snickersarelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1003764711815660507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6281026296443718358&amp;postID=1003764711815660507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1003764711815660507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281026296443718358/posts/default/1003764711815660507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snickersarelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/metamorphosis.html' title='Metamorphosis'/><author><name>Iris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02986086817725899848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBs1EsEcZKQ/TwK_T4AIktI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Z8cZApm3xG4/s220/APDC0807.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qqiy7jJXqrE/RrK2hclxuyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tbm9pgmMh2g/s72-c/wushu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
