<?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-34942375</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:54:23.831+08:00</updated><category term='excrutiation'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='8 ball palawam'/><category term='It pain'/><title type='text'>.::*`*BuTtErFly_GaRdEn*`*::.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-733465988897257274</id><published>2007-11-18T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:17:57.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its so pani beybeh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Tupang ina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs18/300W/i/2007/137/1/7/tupang_ina_by_pinkblot6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Have you ever thought you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;abnormal?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*define 'normal'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Alcoholic ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3 . how many months to go before your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- as if that would matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. sumuka ka na ba sa sobrang hilo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- oo nung mga bata pa ko, pag nasasakay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ako sa mga taxi na sobra yung amoy nung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;air freshener..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5 . ano pinapakinggan mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- tahol ng mga askal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 . namamato ka ba ng bato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- waaaw. kawawa naman yung bato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7 . is your landline listed in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;telephone directory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- naturally. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. marunong ka ba gumawa ng bankang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;papel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- gusto mo titanic? XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. are you reading anything right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- your questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10 . nakagulpi ka na ba ng tao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- you could say that *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11 . do you have any frustrations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- oh yeah i have lots. they keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;grounded. and a bit sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12 . nangmamanyak ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- oh come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13. if given the chance, will you join&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;big brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- sounds like fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. napa iyak ka na ba sa sakit ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;katawan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- yes. 'sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15. if someone called you right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;would you take the call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- 'course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. do you have a favorite nursery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rhyme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- baa baa black sheep. i don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. do you like your handwriting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- of course. they make me feel like i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;scribbling prescriptions...very uplifting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1 8. do you want to be a different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;person in your next life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- i don't believe in "next life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nonsense. we only get to live here once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and we die once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19 . have you ever trespassed someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;else's house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;20. marunong ka bang mag RO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- oo. iniiwasan ko na maglaro ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ganyan. delikado ako pag naadik. di ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tatantanan yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;21. do you think someone thinks of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;every night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;22. what did you want to be when you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;were young?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- a house help. seriously. but i had to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;change it to 'doctor' for the nursery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;year book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;23. masakit bang masuntok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;24 . how many languages can you speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- ah yes...i know lots. gibberish nga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lang. yay me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;25 . are you hungry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- i'm actually eating while answering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this. man do i need to diet! sige last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;na to for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;26 . nakasakay ka na ba ng kalabaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- oo naman. mga estatwa nga lang. pwedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;na yon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;27. why do you answer surveys like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- wala kasing magawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;28. nayakap mo na ba crush mo before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- sya nga yung yakap ng yakap sa ken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;non eh hahahaha (uy me magrireact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2 9. last food you ordered at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jollibee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- - chicken steak, sundae, fries, yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;30. naglalaro ka ba ng apoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- bailamossss...wala lang. random thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3 1 . the last person to text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-- di ko alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="entry-header"&gt;*If others can't why, why can't I!&lt;/h3&gt;           &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aking mga napulot kung san san. hwenjoy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;This is a Filipino making a long distance phone call....&lt;br /&gt;Operator: AT&amp;amp;T, How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Heyloow. Ay wud like to long distans da Pilipins, plis.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Name of the party you're calling?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Aybegurpardon? Can you repit agen plis?&lt;br /&gt;Operator: What is the name of the person you are calling?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Ah, yes, tenkyu and sori. Da name of my calling is Elpidio&lt;br /&gt;Abanquel. Sori and tenkyu.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Please spell out the name of the person you're calling&lt;br /&gt;phonetically.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Yes, tenkyu. What is foneticali?&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Please spell out the letters comprising the name a letter at&lt;br /&gt;a time and citing a word for each letter.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Ah, yes, tenkyu. Da name of Elpidio Abanquel is Elpidio&lt;br /&gt;Abanquel. I will spell his name foneticali,&lt;br /&gt;Elpidio: E as in Elpidio,&lt;br /&gt;L as in lpidio,&lt;br /&gt;p as in pidio,&lt;br /&gt;i as in idio,&lt;br /&gt;d as in dio,&lt;br /&gt;i as in io,&lt;br /&gt;and o as in o.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Sir, can you please use English words.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Ah, yes, tenkyu. Abanquel:&lt;br /&gt;A as in Airport agen,&lt;br /&gt;B as in Because,&lt;br /&gt;A as in airport agen,&lt;br /&gt;N as in enemy,&lt;br /&gt;Q as in Cuba,&lt;br /&gt;U as in Europe,&lt;br /&gt;E as in important, and&lt;br /&gt;L as in elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Filipino in an American coffee shop:&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: What kind of coffee would you like, regular or decaf?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: No, Big cup!! Big cup!&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: What would you like for your breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Hameneggs.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: And how do you like your eggs, sir?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Yes, tenkyu. I like dem beri much.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: No sir, I mean how would you like them cooked?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Yes, tenkyu. I wud like dem cooked.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: (with increasing impatience) Would you like your eggs...fried?&lt;br /&gt;poached? hard boiled or soft boiled?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: (with increasing uneasiness) Yes, one fried en one hard boiled&lt;br /&gt;or sop boiled.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: And what bread would you like?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Begyurpardon?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: What kind of bread would you like? white? rye? whole wheat?&lt;br /&gt;toast?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Pan Americano&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: We don't have that.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Okey, gib me taystee.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: We don't have that either, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Do you heb pan de lemon or bonete?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: Sir, you are wasting my time. I shall ask for the last time,&lt;br /&gt;what would you like for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy: Donut plis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Two married men talking...&lt;br /&gt;1st man: Swerte ko, my wife is an angel.&lt;br /&gt;2nd man: Buti ka pa, ako ang asawa ko buhay pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife : Love, mahal mo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Siyempre, asawa kita eh.&lt;br /&gt;Wife : Enjoy ka ba sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Siyempre, asawa kita eh.&lt;br /&gt;Wife : Baka naman niloloko mo lang ako?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Siyempre, asawa kita eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;BISAYA 1 : Unsay ibig sabihon ng " cooling place " ?&lt;br /&gt;BISAYA 2 : Pag-naga ring ang fon, sabihin mo " Hilow, hus cooling&lt;br /&gt;place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man wanted to buy bra for his wife but doesn't know the size.&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl ask : " Is it as big as papaya ? "&lt;br /&gt;Man replied : " No "&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : " an apple "&lt;br /&gt;Man : " No "&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : " ahh..an egg ? "&lt;br /&gt;Man : " YES , but fried ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;A Filipino, a Black man, and a White guy are in a bar having a drink.&lt;br /&gt;When a gorgeous woman comes up to them and says, "Whoever can use the&lt;br /&gt;words 'liver' and 'cheese' in a creative sentence can have me for&lt;br /&gt;tonight."&lt;br /&gt;So the White guy says "I love liver and cheese."&lt;br /&gt;She says "That's not good enough"&lt;br /&gt;The Black man says "I hate liver and cheese"&lt;br /&gt;She says "That's not creative"&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Filipino says "Liver alone, cheese mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;What's the difference between corruption in the USA and corruption in&lt;br /&gt;the Philippines?&lt;br /&gt;In the US, they go to jail. In the Philippines, they go to US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Bakit laging Intsik ang kinikidnap?&lt;br /&gt;Kasi pag Pinoy - hulugan!&lt;br /&gt;Pag Bumbay - 5-6!&lt;br /&gt;Pag Kano - credit card!&lt;br /&gt;E pag Intsik - C.O.D.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;A black baby was given a pair of wings by a fairy....&lt;br /&gt;Baby: does this mean im an angel??&lt;br /&gt;Fairy laughs....&lt;br /&gt;Fairy: Of course not! negrang 'to, ambisyosa! Paniki ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;(salbahe naman haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Nanay: anak, hindi ka ba nahihiya??! linis ako nang linis dito tapos&lt;br /&gt;ikaw, naglalaro lang jan?!!&lt;br /&gt;Anak: Nay, hindi ba mas nakakahiya kung ako ang naglilinis jan at&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ang naglalaro dito??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;doc: iho, bakit mu naman sinapak ung lalaki kanina?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: e doc, nakita niya na ninenerbyos ako ako sa resulta ng AIDS&lt;br /&gt;test!&lt;br /&gt;tapos sasabihin pa niya...&lt;br /&gt;THINK POSITIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;BEST OF BEAUTY PAGEANT BLOOPERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; Saan ang dream vacation mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant :&lt;/span&gt;  Amangpulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###########&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt; What was the very first gift that you gave to your&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Male Contestant &lt;/span&gt;: Uhmm...taptoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; What taptoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Male Contestant :&lt;/span&gt; Taptoy na teddy bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; What's your ideal age for marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;:Uhm, uhm, I am not sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;:Hindi, kunwari ikaw, more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;Uhmm. more.  (Crowd booing... ) Sige, Sige. Less,less....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt;If you had a foreigner friend, where will you bring him to&lt;br /&gt;showcase the beauty of the Philippines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Contestant:&lt;/span&gt;Bocaue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;: Bocaue.  Why Bocaue?  There are so many places in the Phils? Why Bocaue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Because it's a magnificent place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; Which part of Bocaue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;The Bocaue Rice Terraces. (Banaue Kaya Yon!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contestant, presenting herself, talks into the mic and says, "Hi!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Cristine Reyes from Bagiuo.," and then she turns around, walks a little,&lt;br /&gt;goes back then yells at the top of her lungs!  Then shouts,&lt;br /&gt;"CITYYYYYYYY!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From Little Miss Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt;   Anong gusto mo pag-laki mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;   Maging lalaki po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;: Who's your favorite author?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant:&lt;/span&gt; Danielle Steele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; Why Danielle Steele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant:&lt;/span&gt;   Because, because.Danielle Steele, I like best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;: How would you like me to address you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant&lt;/span&gt;: My address is Project 8, Quezon City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; What is your best feature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant&lt;/span&gt;:  My graduation feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; So tell us, why did join this contest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant:&lt;/span&gt; Me, join this contest, why did I?????  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; What do you want to be after you graduate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant:&lt;/span&gt;  I want to be a successful Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt;  Hindi ito boob, hindi ito tube.  Pero tinatawag itong boobtube. Ano ito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant :&lt;/span&gt;    BRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt;    What is you favorite motto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant:&lt;/span&gt; If others can't why, why can't I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host :&lt;/span&gt; What would you like to say to foreigners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant:&lt;/span&gt;   Please come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From gay beauty contest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;:   What is the one thing that symbolizes happiness for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay contestant: &lt;/span&gt;(Stops, thinks and then smiles.)  EGGPLANT PO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host &lt;/span&gt;:  What is your typical day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant :&lt;/span&gt;  I think Saturday po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From gay contest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt;  Ano ang advantage mo sa ibang contestant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay Contestant :&lt;/span&gt;  I think and believe na bilang isang bading......ano nga&lt;br /&gt;po ulit yung question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt;  Which part of your body is your best asset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant  :&lt;/span&gt; (Believe it or not she answered)  Si Melanie Marquez po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt;   What is your favorite motto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant  : &lt;/span&gt;(After a long pause)  I don't have a motto eh.  (So the crowd&lt;br /&gt;starts helping  her out.  The crowd starts saying "Time is gold! Time is&lt;br /&gt;gold!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant  :&lt;/span&gt;  I have na po.  Chinese gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt;   If you were to describe the color blue to a blind person, how would you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant&lt;/span&gt;:  That's a very good question.  Keep it up.  (Then the girl turns and walks away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host:&lt;/span&gt; So, you're vegetarian, what is your favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant :&lt;/span&gt; I like potatoes, tomatoes, beans and what's that na nga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALABASH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host &lt;/span&gt;:  Who is your favorite fictional character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl :  &lt;/span&gt;JOSE RIZAL! (Crowd starts laughing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host :&lt;/span&gt; Who is your favorite hero then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;  Hulk Hogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host &lt;/span&gt;: If you were to become a superhero, what would your power be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Contestant: Uhmm... a bumble bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host :&lt;/span&gt;  What is your edge over the other contestants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Contestant  :&lt;/span&gt;  My edge.... 23 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host   &lt;/span&gt;:           What, in your opinion, is the ideal age for marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl     :&lt;/span&gt;           Between 24 and 25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host :&lt;/span&gt;  How do you see yourself 10 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl   :   &lt;/span&gt;I'll be 28 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host :&lt;/span&gt;  Describe your love one in three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl   :&lt;/span&gt;   Kahit nga po 1 word, kaya ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host :&lt;/span&gt;  OK, sige!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl   :&lt;/span&gt;  In one word, MY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host    :&lt;/span&gt;           If you were given any special power, what would it&lt;br /&gt;be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl      :           Power of Attorney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt;  So you like reading, who's your favorite author?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl    :&lt;/span&gt;   Uhmm, Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt;   What works of Shakespeare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl    :&lt;/span&gt;    Hindi ko po alam eh, depende.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  &lt;/span&gt;:    But he's your favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl    &lt;/span&gt;:    Eh kasi patay na sya eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host   &lt;/span&gt;:   What is  the biggest problem facing the youth today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl     &lt;/span&gt;:           Drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;   :           Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl     &lt;/span&gt;:           Mahal eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;   :    What is the essence of being gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant  &lt;/span&gt;:  I'm proud to be gay because what is naked is essential to&lt;br /&gt;the eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt;  What makes you blush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl    &lt;/span&gt;:   Blush on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  :&lt;/span&gt;  What is the essence of a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay Contestant :&lt;/span&gt;  Testicles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host  &lt;/span&gt;:   Hey, I heard you almost didn't make it, how did you get here?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ride or did you walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay Contestant  :&lt;/span&gt;  Of course, did you ride.  What do you think of me, did you walk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Dear Anak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Naipadala ko na ang 50 thousand pesos na tuition fee mo, pinagbili na namin mga kalabaw natin. Ang mahal pala ng kursong DOTA, wala na din pala tayong baboy naibenta na din para dun sa sinasabi mo na project nyo na NOKIA N95, ang mahal naman ng project nayun. kasama din ang 7 thousand dun para sa field trip nyo sa MALL OF ASIA, anak malayo ba yun mag ingat ka sa pagbibiyahe mo, isasanla pala namin ang palayan natin para mabili mo na ung instrumentong I-POD na kinakailangan mo sa laboratory nyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anak komportable kaba jan sa boarding house mo san ba kamu yan? sa VICTORIA COURT, maganda ba dyan? di ba mainit dyan? Anak, kamusta na pala yung group project nyo na SANMIG LIGHT napailaw nyo na ba? mataas ba nakuha nyo na grado dun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anak sana bago pa maubos ang lahat lahat ng arian natin ay maka gradweyt kana, walong taon ba talaga ang kurso mo sa SECRETARIAL, sana pag gradweyt mo makakuha ka ng trabaho kaagad kagaya ng manager ng kumpanya para mabawi natin ang mga ari arian nating sa sanglaan. ay cya nga pala anak diba sabi mo sa JOLLIBEE / MAK DONALD ka palagi kumakain ok ba naman sayo ang mga ulam dyan baka hindi masarap kawawa ka naman.Eh yung school bus nyo na TAXI sabihin mo sa driver mag ingat cya sa pag dri-drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anak hanggang dito na lang at sa susunod ay ipapadala ko sayo ang pera na pambili mo ng ALTIS na gagamitin mo sa VACANT SUBJECT mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ang nagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Itang at Inang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P.S. Anak mag aral ka ng mabuti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Napanood mo ba yung Project  Runway Canada? gosh, *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-733465988897257274?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/733465988897257274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=733465988897257274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/733465988897257274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/733465988897257274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-so-pani-beybeh.html' title='Its so pani beybeh!'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-3624934646756599532</id><published>2007-11-12T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:21:13.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;_TOTAL RANDOMNESS_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it. . .'Chad in Vain'. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(babangil noh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs23/i/2007/315/a/c/Chad_in_vain_by_Namine16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's actually the picture i randomly took when we were at the van going to Mangaldan for the UP Subol. And actually, i'm kind of glad of the way it turned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;FTW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/hahahah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I just had to remove his email, by the way if suki ka ng dominican school, you'll know this guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*Sinong may gusto ng Photoshop CS3? PM niyo lang ako. (libre to, promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To be honest, hindi pa ako nakagamit ni-once ng Photoshop.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;. Coz if i did, i would be addicted to it. So, ginagamit ko lang ay MS Paint at MS Word. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;..Bus Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ang mga walang magawa nung pauwi na galeng Tagaytay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HA79bQIC0-0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HA79bQIC0-0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;..HappySlip has done it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another hilarious video from her that made us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;And which is surprising because  she spoke filipino fluently&lt;br /&gt;(which she doesn't know how to) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8tSWg7xZqN8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8tSWg7xZqN8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;..Click!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's  Anaw and Kath,&lt;br /&gt;apparently there wasn't anything good to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just looking at it makes me laugh. Bakit blue? ewan ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RzfR2AUsytI/AAAAAAAAACk/4YBe68ACB04/s1600-h/LOLX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RzfR2AUsytI/AAAAAAAAACk/4YBe68ACB04/s320/LOLX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131801026141932242" border="0" /&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/34942375-3624934646756599532?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/3624934646756599532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=3624934646756599532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3624934646756599532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3624934646756599532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-shit.html' title='random shit'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RzfR2AUsytI/AAAAAAAAACk/4YBe68ACB04/s72-c/LOLX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6096938739312515584</id><published>2007-10-28T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:32:37.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6096938739312515584?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6096938739312515584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6096938739312515584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6096938739312515584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6096938739312515584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8850245868784555548</id><published>2007-08-27T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T16:59:34.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;*`*This is why i live to "forgive" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(This was posted by my cousin in Myspace, i had to post it to share it to you guys. .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The video below shows a horrific and unfair fight with around 30 people against 2 helpless kids, one being a girl. It appears that the beating these two took could have killed them. I cannot think of anything two people could ever do to deserve a beating like this. If you know ANYTHING about ANYONE in this video that could help bring all the sick evil cowards who ganged up on them to justice then PLEASE tell the police so that they can send them off to jail where they belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;WARNING, THIS VIDEO IS INCREDIBLY VIOLENT. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO SEEING VIOLENCE THEN YOU PROBABLY SHOULD NOT WATCH THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Girl in the Black died 13 hours later... Internal Bleeding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Blakk | Posted at 10:40pm Aug, 24 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This was in the news in our area...and, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;kid in green lived, but the one in black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;died 13 hours later, of internal bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The kid in green is probably going to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thru a straw for the rest of his life.  This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;just shows you....The only time people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;REALLY HAVE ANY NERVE is when they are in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;group. Fucking Sissy ass mother fuckers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When there is no chance they are going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;get hurt, THEN THEY ARE ALL BADASS, square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;off one to one, and they would fucking run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/mediaplayer.swf" height="345" width="425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/mediaplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="file=/2007/08/bad-beatdown.flv&amp;displayheight=321&amp;amp;image=/2007/08/bad-beatdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-8850245868784555548?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8850245868784555548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8850245868784555548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8850245868784555548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8850245868784555548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-why-i-live-to-forgive-this-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-3440259878783495621</id><published>2007-08-27T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T17:45:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*`*I'm baAack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;It sure feels good that I've made a comeback in blogging though i didn't really have in mind to how long it was but hey, at least I'm back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tonss of stuff to tell you guys: I've been &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; busy at school these days and honestly, I'm not doing fine. Thank God that i survived and managed to pass the subjects (some are not) but it pretty much affected me to how i didn't inserted much effort in studying. And there is another thing that made me depressed, but i can't post that coz' it has something to do with school and the people whom i trust are the only ones who knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Sits up straight* breathes in*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's senior life I guess, a lot of things going in our curriculum and stuff. Just when i thought I wanna end it badly and the pressure and changes, i asked some of the alumna on how they felt about college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahirap ang college. . . marami kang makikilalang plastics. . . ganyan din ang naramdaman ko nung senior ako (the desire to leave)-- sulitin mo ang high school. . .&lt;/span&gt;" and to what habit am I doing now can possibly get me to college? Am i still the person who wants to have success? or end up in failure?. . .I don't want this to end yet, just because I failed doesn't mean that i don't have the ability to stand up. I wanna set things straight now, I wanna set aside my complaints ans I want to make my own way . .&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag lang ako tukso-in&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*`*High School Musical 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who couldn't wait for the movie in Disney till Sept. 9? haha, me of course. So i sneaked in my computer and download the full-length movie all night,  I just couldn't stop  screaming when I saw Vanessa and Zac together (Whether you like it or not, live with it). So, the storyline was great coz' there were alot of unexpected plots. And the actors and actresses themselves were matured and blossomed.  What I love about it is the antagonist, Sharpay Evans(Ashley Tisdale) she's more arrogant and a bit bitchy--even so she's a fantastic actress. And who wouldn't dislike the kissing scene between Zac and Vanessa? haha, spoiler!. It was wonderful, terrific and fantastic. . .wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zac Efron confirmed that his voice would not be dubbed with Drew Seeley like it was in the preceding movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Miley Cyrus (also known as Hanna Montana) made an appearance at the end of the movie as one of the dancers by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really love to upload the whole movie here, but it would take me about 3-4 hours cause of the size. Better watch it at Disney :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juniorcelebs.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/high_school_musical_2_22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, yung nguso oh. . .haha, babalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juniorcelebs.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/high_school_musical_2_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy &amp; Gab: ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Must not forget what Ate Eula said "Pag nasa college kana, ang tawag sa course mo is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love DOE's sexy voice in the song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="BeginvidDesciWg3IMN_rhU"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;"The&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; Way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; Are"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;-I'm dying to watch Evan Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Soon enough, I would be able to change my blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NCAE is tomorrow now, they say it was a piece of cake. Reviews are nosebleeders, i wonder. . .would all of us pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-3440259878783495621?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/3440259878783495621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=3440259878783495621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3440259878783495621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3440259878783495621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-baaack.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7749897375719549358</id><published>2007-08-04T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T17:36:39.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;arrggghh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Kuya scared me to think that i accidentally broke his phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Got more things to do, regarding school work that i don't know where or what to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. . .my head hurts. . .&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/34942375-7749897375719549358?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7749897375719549358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7749897375719549358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7749897375719549358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7749897375719549358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/08/arrggghh-kuya-scared-me-to-think-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7244724018324543950</id><published>2007-07-22T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T19:13:08.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;So expect this post to be poorly worded and potentially random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*Busy, Busy bee. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been a major scramble in my head, it will be not long enough till the exams, no wonder books never my bag is always full of books, etc.--sigh,   i wish there was a way to escape from the perils that are the major pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iilang weeks na hindi pa rin mawala tong lintik na ubo ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;August is almost here, its St. Dominic's month baby! we're gonna pig out, hehe. . .which reminds me, i haven't done that poster of St. Dominic as one of my assigned stuff in our classroom, Mateo thought of an idea that i should draw or paint it instead although i really don't want people to get the idea of me boasting or showing off but i would spend less since i do have materials for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's nothing you could do or say, you're gonna break my heart anyway just leave the pieces when you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Natawa ako sa text ni Ma'am Janet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Ang pandesal ay napakasarap na pagkain. Pass this to 15 of your friends or magiging pandesal ka within 2 days, don't ignore pls. . .totoo to promise. . .May naging pandesal na!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know some of you might think it's corny, but it's funny. . .for me that is :), ewan ko lang sa inyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I didn't expect  that Ms. Cabalse would knew that i was gonna sponsor her, no wonder she told me "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May kasalanan ka sa akin. . .&lt;/span&gt;" and all i did was smirk to scene the conversation. It's sad that she has only few weeks left till she leaves, figures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Anime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;[you can skip this, :) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://animetribe.com/photos/profile/27972/th_m_ea1967585f8208d42ec68b9cbc841db6.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Y'know, yesterday--I got a little acquainted with the sales lady who sells DVD with this kind of start:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ate, meron ba kayong first season ng Naruto?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lady:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wala na, pero meron kaming bago yung Shinppuden. . .kalaban na ni Naruto dyan si Sasuke.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Ate, *while pointing at the Samurai X cd* kompleto ba yung episodes nito?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lady: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oo, meron pang tatlong movies--yung isang latest is yung namatay na siya at yung isa naman kung paano niya nakuha yung x sa mukha niya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;And then she kept surprising me back more about anime, wow, she knew more about Samurai x than I am, anime addict?--oh yes, she is. We can't stop non-stop about anime,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt;. I got a little ecstatic that i even jumped for joy. I even ordered for Card Captor Sakura Cds, not for myself but i know that my classmate, Minette is an addict for CCS and there's no way she's not gonna accept my offer :p. At the end, i bought the Samurai x DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs18/300W/f/2007/142/1/0/Vampire_boy_by_mazjo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*This pic kinda reminds me of Arjune, it's because of his glasses that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*   "Life's full of choices. Make the right ones, and life will always be beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Watching the Ramon Bautista show is effing great, its alot of fun. you should try it at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Chriselle and Beta started teasing me about a guy named Richard G, haha. . .they're so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Anaw, be sure to wear your Happyslip! hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*I just discovered another emo yet cute song [somewhat similar to Your Guardian Angel]--You're not alone - Saosin. . .trust me, its nice xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Why should I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;'Cause you weren't there when I was scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was so alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You, you need to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm startin' to trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm losin' my grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And I'm in this thing alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-Avril Lavigne, "Losing Grip"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-7244724018324543950?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7244724018324543950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7244724018324543950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7244724018324543950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7244724018324543950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-expect-this-post-to-be-poorly-worded.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6216638153781478340</id><published>2007-07-15T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:18:52.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs14/f/2007/097/6/6/i_know_you__re_not_too_busy_by_MalvaAlcea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6216638153781478340?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6216638153781478340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6216638153781478340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6216638153781478340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6216638153781478340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-2248276596699857400</id><published>2007-07-06T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:08:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*TGIF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah! I'm so effing relieved that finally its friday, the only day when me (and other studes) have the chance to freak out like the teenagers we are. The first friday mass, ok so it was today--i love the feeling of attending the Eucharist, it makes my mind feel at ease. Today was a bit different since i felt like hanging out with Denise, Beta and Ariadne at lunch--it's been a while since I've last talked to them, just like hanging out with younger sisters. And during our subject in Algebra, i found myself very moody and pissed off for some reason (mood swings?)--though i hate Math :p. I wanted to cool my head off though. . .&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hindi ako mapakali&lt;/span&gt;, went to another area where my mind could wonder off to something else and before i realize it, i was with Anaw and the dance troupe of the Dance club. Actually when the music was turned up, i was already up in the beat for dancing (hehe, techno&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kasi yung&lt;/span&gt; genre) but they were doing their routine and i wouldn't want to barge in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl freshie that kept my eye for a while--she's so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mahinhin&lt;/span&gt;, like, she has to glance at someone near her and covers her mouth with her handkerchief. I know she's still very young, it's natural. .but, she needs to open up and show her true colors.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; P.S.&lt;/span&gt; i don't know her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, it rained. The try-outs for the basketball would have to be settled in Monday, good luck guys. .i mean girls. Even though it was still 4 pm, i really had to go home--coz' mom doesn't want me arriving late without any reasonable explanation. One of these days i really want to have my hair trimmed since my bangs have grown inches and its getting really annoying, changed clothes and went to Nepo mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**What really surprised me is while i was in the jeepney, of course I had to extend my fare to a little girl next to me to pay for it--this little girl looked straight at my eyes, and i just ignored her. Again she looked at me with a sly smile, ignorant i was to the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikaw si Ate Melanie&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikaw ehy?&lt;/span&gt;" i said back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alyssa, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung sa Bolosan&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded and surprised when a kid like her turned out to be one of the students whom i assisted Mateo's assigned class. Her name, her face etched in my mind since then, how nice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt;. The first thing i did at the Nepo was to look at the hair salons: Ystilo and David's salon, i didn't know which is better. I wasn't able to get my hair done because of that, then of a sudden, i saw  classmates and batch mates having their pictures developed. Weird thing is, they can't stop questioning about my feet, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's up with my feet anyways?&lt;/span&gt; just because i wore flip flops doesn't mean  its not out of the ordinary and it ain't that big. After all that fuss, I directly went to where mom works, in Upang. It turns out that she really needed help but i didn't know, good thing a strong feeling overcome me to leave the jeepney. Hehe, i had the privilege to peak in the personal computer at the lounge, yeah! free internet--and played a little bit of Super Mario. At the end of the day, it's all good. .along with a taste of combined purple and red slurpy. haha, seriously i did combined two flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Movie Quotations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm mysterious folks, live with it&lt;/span&gt; - God"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Keeping Mum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what it's like to wake up in the morning knowing that the love of your life wakes up with the wrong man, but still you wish for her to find happiness even when it's not gonna be with you&lt;/span&gt; - Albert" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hitch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;I've been having weird dreams, and each of them; a certain person is always present. Well, its not the first time it happened. Just wondering, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I saw Jose the other day, with highlights and those thick glasses-it was just a split second. I saw Warren, near the jeepney- i had to ignore. The new guy at our batch is weird--i couldn't careless. That third year dude is weirder--I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; not comfortable with him na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Anaw sent me one of the-made-up-words-from-scrap-that-turned-into-something-nice lyrics, wow i should really learn from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;According to my resources, Avril Lavigne's "Girlfriend" happens to have comparison from song by a 70's band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;I wanna watch Harry Potter, Hairspray, High school musical 2, the Simpsons movie, surf's up, transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Daniel looks so. . .fag. (btw, its the next cover for candymag).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 253px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.candymag.com/images/covers/200707a_160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I might change my blog's layout, its getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;There are loads of work to do for tomorrow, hopefully it ends once and for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-2248276596699857400?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/2248276596699857400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=2248276596699857400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2248276596699857400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2248276596699857400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/07/tgif.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5162875328320954779</id><published>2007-07-05T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:48:43.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Musically Rejuvenated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's already. . .&lt;/span&gt;"dismissal that repeated like the other days. Anaw and I, sipping our iced coffee mocha while having our long waited conversation at the swings midst the sun set. Sip after sip we can't stop mentioning the same old topics, its just like it circulated in our daily lives to repeat the exact topics that seemed like forever. "Wasted! Nosebleed!" hahah,  words that kept me laughing when we gradually spoke carabao english to ease the humid atmosphere till we were disturbed by Renz and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; . .&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disasteerrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Renz? given a permission to enter a priesthood life? well. . .Amen to that). We walked around and around to find another safe haven away from the ultra violet rays, when I was stroking the chords while singing Your Guardian Angel--a light bulb flashed in Anaw's mind, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mag-compose tayo!&lt;/span&gt;" i totally agreed to that since there wasn't a better thing to do.  Rejuvenated as I am to have the mood for composing songs, well another project in Music is at need. Anyways, i often thought that composing songs was mixing different nonsense to make up a masterpiece. For that, i don't want to shovel the very highs and lows of composing-songs-or-whatsoever. But. . .saying what you really feel and putting them into a rhythm really made it feel so right, (it was like. . .Alleliuah! and oowwwwww. . .i feel g0od! LOL) .&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/34942375-5162875328320954779?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5162875328320954779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5162875328320954779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5162875328320954779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5162875328320954779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/07/musically-rejuvenated.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7026679619446317153</id><published>2007-07-02T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T18:07:22.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*`*Sat + Sun v2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/2/100_0328.JPG?et=RXX4XkjQIxIoC2UOW9lcbA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/400x400/3/100_0331.JPG?et=SWuThCAkVXHb7ngM7z%2Bk2w" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath:*thinking* dang, i forgot to wear underwear. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/5/100_0334.JPG?et=2btIFruztkaZOKAH5DZonw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who Jamy is looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/9/100_0338.JPG?et=nVh1iM0W78%2BJkGnqOQmotA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Cham &amp; Kath's faces. . .(balew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/400x400/10/100_0342.JPG?et=fA61SjAQcZF%2BJJCl7ARADA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cam picturing cham's cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/400x400/13/100_0345.JPG?et=Uznax7ODjmNIcZ0FuY0kLg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi, Cham's bringing sexy back  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/400x400/12/100_0344.JPG?et=QrM9Wt7Il2zlXzLILP53AA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen shot dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/4/photos/6/400x400/16/100_0350.JPG?et=Cm86hrbWP8R8C5Mk2fqBTA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Charlyn, hihi  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-7026679619446317153?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7026679619446317153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7026679619446317153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7026679619446317153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7026679619446317153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/07/sat-sun-v2.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-4235637232222280354</id><published>2007-07-01T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:07:09.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save me. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*7 days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's been a heck of a while, i don't know where to start since my brain is still half awake from waking up in very early in the morning. ok, let's start then, *sitting up straight* *breathe in* breathe out* *scratch my nose* and start tapping the keys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" align="justify"&gt;School's been a drag yet fun. Well, for an instance the mere subject of Physics--the calculator slipped off my mind, the calculator i forgot (once again) and acted out like an idiot without it. I still have other stuff to do and do people's stuff too. Actually. . .my artsy skills needs a boost, since I, lately, have been helping out with other academic clubs' bulletin board (whoah, what a way to waste my magic touches) lemme see, there's the book lovers club, the kulay-ful of them all. Ha-ha! i really appreciated it when Veverly commented about the letterings. "&lt;em&gt;Ngayon lang naging maganda ang bulletin board ng Book Lovers club, mas maganda na ngayon&lt;/em&gt;" she says. Well, nothing would make me happier than comments from my works of art (regarding to the fields of ART, of course, there are numerous things that would make me happy other than that). The T.H.E. club, gosh.  back to the drawing board,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dagdag pa yung&lt;/span&gt; Nutrition month. .I'm gonna be a heck busy for it. (Though why should I? I'm just a member, and on top of that Ariane is the president and Raymond is the V-President).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Science Club, hmmm. .nothing much just a sketch-that's all. And same goes to Math club, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero ang dating is sporty at sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; reggae&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, Marco is my seat mate and not the first time. I get irritated a lot since he always like to pinch my cheeks and sometimes smack me from the head (even though it didn't hurt, i still hate it) Like he's been doing it since we're sophomores, i don't hate him, it's just that I'm not very comfortable with him as a seat mate, not to mention &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; he just told me the other day. . .uh. . .it's a bit unusual though it blew my mind about him. I never expect to even a guy from him to have 'that' kind of 'experience' (heh, get the picture?), Aside from the negatives, he's really a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other days when there was full of laughter--during English classes, i had a fun time being grouped with Minette, Mateo, and Marco. We just can't stop laughing our asses off. And there was P.E. class, the CAUSE why my whole body aches lately--i mean, can't cough, can't laugh, and if i did, my stomach will feel an unpleasant and painful feeling. My legs were aching, i can't walk very well or even just standing up. The pain. . .the pain. . .i'm hungry. . xD That's it! no more jumping ropes for me. . .hehe, kidding aside. And also, days when I notice people crying of a sudden--it definitely concurred a lot of issues but at the end of the day, tears were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*Saturday + Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/1/100_0327.JPG?et=iTvcMFVLnb2FIJ0NYfqBZA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/400x400/6/100_0335.JPG?et=JYdzBp2xN9OWemFAbT19hQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/8/100_0337.JPG?et=olN%2CuMZ1CSgomhDhz2ZD3w" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/13/100_0345.JPG?et=Vf3PGCj1gkY1aCrDKWnDwA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/6/400x400/7/100_0336.JPG?et=xlN9BvPSj6jGYgFYeO9q7w" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/400x400/19/100_0352.JPG?et=EJcEuMMaWK4TFchjEoTkEw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*`*Read me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I hold no grudge against you, at all. It's just that i  feel withdrawn, withdrawn to the world you and Eka created, i wanted to share to you what happened to me lately, i mean everything. But as everyday passes i felt that you'd prefer her company than mine since both of you have a lot in common and all, and i really don't want to be out of place. I see that every thing's fine when both Cham &amp; Eka are there for you and may i say that you are blessed to have friends like them, Huh, i guess i had it coming. The cold heart I'm showing, the way it seems na iniiwasan kita--i can't look straight to your eyes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siguro nasanay ako nung last year&lt;/span&gt;--when you had other company while i was with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Another thing, do you remember the feud happened in Multiply? after that, i question myself to how much I've changed over the years. How people affected and changed me, for how certain people made me feel weak and no confidence, how I've treated them with respect and taunts, or even how much I've mistreated you and other people I've known. That is why, I've been searching for myself to what and to where i stand. To reflect to all the wrong things I've done, and to the changes happened to me and lately, I've been praying. I'm sorry for not telling you, You did gave me a chance to talk but i was so afraid that the right words might not come out or how should i say it, I'm sorry for that. I guess you hate me, or maybe you don't trust me anymore. Yhep, i deserve it for a bitch like me to do these things. I'm sorry, it must've been hard for you as it was for me. If you won't talk to me, I'll post a picture to show how much i let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 447px; height: 335px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0353.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I was so curious what the acronym 'P.T.C.' means (PTC? the letters were actually written at some of the chairs in STA a year ago and even at the gym), now i know it when Marco explained it to me. Wanna know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Weeeh, Tito Steve is coming home. Mom's sweetie is coming home, ;p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Kuya Daryl just came by at our house, to borrow Kuya's IV-English book (which is the same book I use) but, sorry, i left it at my locker :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Who would have thought Bea actually won as the Big Winner, i certainly question about it. I thought Gee-Ann would be the winner or Mickey--But good thing Mom answered why. Sure Gee-Ann might have the spotlight for her huge changes occurred to her during her stay at the house, Wendy might've got the strongest and nastiest aura and Mickey the man with discipline and perseverance, But when it comes to Bea, I only have two words for her: role-model. People voted for her cause the people can relate to her and to her life. Of course, the four of them are considered winners since each of them have earned millions of votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Kathleen. . .hehehe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;oohh baby i love your webbzz, ebridayyy, i wanna tell you i love your webbzz, ebriday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hihi, i just watched Mulan, my all-time favorite Disney movie. . .wala lang.&lt;/span&gt;&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/34942375-4235637232222280354?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4235637232222280354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4235637232222280354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4235637232222280354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4235637232222280354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/07/save-me.html' title='save me. . . .'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-1310274379232001855</id><published>2007-06-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T18:13:02.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*a Happy birthday to Fiona Megan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm happy for her. . .. And I guess my gift would have to be settled for tomorrow, great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Or maybe I'd just let someone else give it to her, i don't know, maybe. . .forget about it, bahala na nga. If only i could tell her na these past days was the reason why I've encapsulating my self in making this scrapbook and shutting my stupid mouth to tell it was a surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 282px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0324.jpg" /&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/34942375-1310274379232001855?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/1310274379232001855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=1310274379232001855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/1310274379232001855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/1310274379232001855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-to-fiona-megan.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5426660458088547901</id><published>2007-06-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:49:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;*`*Practice?. .nah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I really love to stay and blog right now but i have other things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Pictures from Bianca, Thanks alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/8/photos/161/400x400/37/DSC03722.JPG?et=UTRTDOfrcfUN3AcaL7c7AQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Hiram na mukha...daw (i look sh*t!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/6/photos/161/400x400/38/DSC03724.JPG?et=kVe4MiQY90QD7Q%2CyfOqiyw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Damn Bianca. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/4/photos/161/400x400/42/DSC03730.JPG?et=wOuv7wOtpbbkA2oIP%2BImKA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;shmile! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/7/photos/161/400x400/43/DSC03731.JPG?et=TdNUFpLksCtybPIUtJRxtA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;its blur! im waay too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/6/photos/161/400x400/45/DSC03733.JPG?et=UF8Zueivon8L6LvLi4Q0UQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/6/photos/161/400x400/48/DSC03738.JPG?et=CcIU4SSTl0BURPSVT53bzQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Makrinalyn's fixing my hair, wala lng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/6/photos/161/400x400/40/DSC03728.JPG?et=NoaQ8MGeZauVb1qI1Dnx9A" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Haha, w.a.l.a.l.a.n.g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" src="http://images.bianca04081018.multiply.com/image/4/photos/161/400x400/44/DSC03732.JPG?et=u8lkrxqFCRUnXbhViYVQEA" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I never knew Mikee was sexy, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34942375-5426660458088547901?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5426660458088547901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5426660458088547901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5426660458088547901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5426660458088547901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/06/practice.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-2503336546908094627</id><published>2007-06-12T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:07:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*`*Tuesday with Gregy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;There isn't much time left, i predict that mom would be awake after 30 minutes from deep slumber, haha. Its  just that i can't make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singit&lt;/span&gt; to the computer since she always uses it 24/7, any who let's just focus on what happened to this&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;son of a gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of today's inventory is the orientation of Sir Baldelomar, the undisputed pogi of Dominican School. I said to myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Finally i could focus on Social studies, seriously.."&lt;/span&gt; Damn, he really was dead serious; let me count the ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You really have to be prepared from his lessons, its the means of reading the chapters of the book. If you don't, the door is open for you and say goodbye to Economics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would be five minutes early for the class, for abolishing the late comers and make them explain why they're late in five thousand words ( just kidding, though he really said that because someone actually did came late today, well what happens to that person? lets just let them to handle the situation. And I'm pretty sure it would be a warning )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His basis wouldn't be on our textbook alone, oh no, no, he has to use different books to widen his knowledge for the students.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;That's about it!. . .I didn't know that him and Mrs. Manalad are in-laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Honestly, today was a very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; day for me. Suddenly painful thoughts came to my mind, i couldn't focus well during Algebra but I shook my head unconsciously, took out a handkerchief and wiped my teary eyes. Then something happened during the short break,..Well, sorry for you guys, its TOO personal--even if this is my online diary, it still isn't appropriate for me, to barf out what i felt. Well, i guess i could post the story some other time. . .just not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;`*Daily Headtrip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;. I won't run anymore, so deliriously happy--jogging nalang dude!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jujang, you take the lead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I got my head pushed (uh, tinulak yung ulo ko..haha) by Sr. Althea, AGAIN. Oh God, I've been a naughty for mimicing her walking. Sounds disrespectful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;matagal ko nang alam yan at i don't give a damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; though i wasn't alone for doing such thing, the others also did the same thing only i, the culprit got punished again. Hihi, what can i say? I want to make it fun and you never see other students do that, so. . .basically. . .what am i? a devil?. Of course i won't do it again, or will i? hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok! fine! i admit Teddy Geiger is a cool singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; Di ko lang feel yung una niyang kanta, mabilis eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;. Its just that he sang one of my favorite songs :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*Hhaayyy, its pouring rain again. . .Wrong timing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*One of my favorite companions during press conferences, though few years younger, Christine Arenas has transfered to La Union. awwwww, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;wala na akong pwedeng asarin na cups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;ORIGIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;: kxe during the contest of photo journalism, i lend her my one of my stickers except there were only stickers of cups left. Thus called her cups and she hates it :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*Haha, natawa ako sa story si Beta Fe a.k.a Betamax about Sir Colas. Ganito kxe, Pamela Miranda was one of those contestants who won Ms. Calasiao then. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;basahin mo yung nasa baba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Colas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;: "Oh, andito pala si Ms. . . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;after ilang minutes. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Colas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;: "Nanuod ba kayo ng Ms. Universe?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hahahahaha!!, he practically forgot the word Calasiao and changed the topic. I wonder, does he really make those jokes on purpose? or is he just being natural?. . . hmmmm. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/34942375-2503336546908094627?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/2503336546908094627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=2503336546908094627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2503336546908094627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2503336546908094627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/06/tuesday-with-gregy-there-isnt-much-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7999499391404436993</id><published>2007-06-10T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:14:02.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;*`*&lt;/span&gt;First 3 days of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha, finally the first day of the school year, the first day where i would once again reunite with my friends and classmates, as expected i would be in SD, the ever hottest room of all classrooms because of encapsulated surroundings that heated up to the highest notch of the thermometer [exag? not really]. But really, i was relieved when i gaze around the room--surrounded with the nicest people, a peaceful class, meaning no lacerations, no fights and an alluring atmosphere. The first day was actually fine although to the unexpected heat of the room, we  were all sweating like pigs, Good thing Majie was kind enough to bring her electric fan :). We also ate lunch at Jolibee for the late celebration of May Anne's birthday, class officers were voted, drank at Gloria Jeans, for the first time commuted home with Erika as promised since sophomore year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; was fine, though i had to run around to find my locker and other stuff to check. And i thought Ms. Cabalse left already the premises of Dominican, then why did she returned? haha, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may second thoughts ata&lt;/span&gt;. The noon after, i went to City Mall;  I extended my payment of 15 pesos for the tricycle fare. He refused the payment and said with a sly smile, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pwede bang dagdagan..."&lt;/span&gt;. I just replied &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wala na akong barya kuya"&lt;/span&gt;. I dashed away pretending not listening to him though he replied back "Ok lang, maganda ka naman eh" 0_o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wwhhhhaaaaatttttttttt?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was a compliment, nor i should be dumbfounded or infuriated but at least i didn't have to pay him 25 pesos or so (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakatipid pa ako&lt;/span&gt;). I saw a lady getting her hair done while i was outside, looking a the window of Headzone while people seem to look at me, laughing by myself.Took a picture of her, i also saw Yuarji at the mall, went to them for a bit. I arrive late back at school for the meeting of wanting to join catechist, Good thing it is, once again, under the flag of Sr. Althea yeah!. I could've missed that meeting since it was all orientation, noticed the Juniors carrying their Religion books, i slightly giggled though i also did the same thing when i was also a junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; was a bit different since teachers already set foot to our classroom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Manalad - we did an orientation, which was pretty dumb since we already knew each other and there was no new meat in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cabalse - hehe, we played Charade since there was nothing else better to do. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O ilaw&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Valle - still strict and creepy as ever, good thing that somehow it slipped off her mind that  I've been the list of tardiness. Whoah, i won't EVER be late again. And out of nowhere she wanted me to run as SSG president, WTF??  She wanted to talk to my mom after class, so ok let's do that, but then the rumor spread like wild fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when it was the Book lover's club meeting, Ate Renee asked me if i would run--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ewan ko lang. . . siguro&lt;/span&gt;. I ran around to find Bianca since there was something i want back from her, Veritas Club was still going on, i didn't know where to go but to return back where i last went, the Library. Saw Beta, junior/schoolmate and Denise--i shared a lot with them as if we were close friends. Checked my cellphone "Im here" texted by mom,. . . .Let me summarize what exactly happened, we were able to talk with Mrs. Valle along with my mom--she was kind enough to give me the weekends to think. Saw Luisa again and talked to her about the commotion, and the rest? well, it's pretty much the history, only i just had one day to think and finalize my decision, it is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;. . . .&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/4/400x400/12/100_0306.JPG?et=azTNGULSju%2Cg7niKuVOMXw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/4/400x400/12/100_0306.JPG?et=azTNGULSju%2Cg7niKuVOMXw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the face? smile naman Lui :) *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/4/400x400/6/100_0294.JPG?et=uLjXKOuUnFG0uay7zBmp6g"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/2/photos/4/400x400/6/100_0294.JPG?et=uLjXKOuUnFG0uay7zBmp6g" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk when your mouth is full may anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/5/photos/4/400x400/14/100_0309.JPG?et=TYWRF2tnXL1go3QMc%2CbKjw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.melzsixteen.multiply.com/image/5/photos/4/400x400/14/100_0309.JPG?et=TYWRF2tnXL1go3QMc%2CbKjw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi, PACUTE DENISE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;*`*Dominican's corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;While searching around Youtube, Rainier told me that there was a video for their batch. Sadly i didn't found the so called video, but then what i found was much surprising. A video of the batch '05 '06 and a vid of Kendra, singing don't cry out loud. Honestly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i don't give a damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; since I'm not really close to these people except the ones i met during the division press conference 3 years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dominican '05 '06: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUDfL5ztMf4"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;, Kendra: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t3ipy055G4k"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;]&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/34942375-7999499391404436993?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7999499391404436993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7999499391404436993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7999499391404436993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7999499391404436993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-3-days-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6849404779869874351</id><published>2007-06-03T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:18:33.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lapet na pasukan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*48 hours more till June, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pasukan na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoah, is that really the time left after long hours of slumber? hehe. I haven't been doing anything except sleeping, (well why not? its nice to have a nap under the cold weather :) when you wake up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baha na yung bahay niyo&lt;/span&gt; haha) . Yesterday, we went to City Mall to buy school supplies but rain poured really hard (and i was wearing the shoes i already painted) . The National bookstore was already a sea of faces, picking up cattleya notebooks, in every corners with rummaging  people blabbering with their kids alongside and some reading at their corner. But in the sea of faces, i saw familiar faces, some have mistaken as my friends because of similar features like flawless face and long hair. Patsy and her dad, and a schoolmate that i FORGOT his name but i talked to him naman eh. We later, ate our meriendas at Goldilocks with our 'pamangkin' named Joshua (not by blood but somewhat connections). And i really couldn't stand this kid, i wanna squeeze this chatbox just to shut him up. I shot some basketball hoops when Kuya's with Joshua playing at the arcade, i went away to linger around the event in City Mall when i glimpsed at the side of a cellphone shop, another familiar face, a classmate whom I've been close in my freshmen year, it was Roma along with her sister. I hung out with them for a while and chatted a little bit, i saw Ate Melissa, Elmer, Dondi, Kuya Jethro and other Dominican graduates. After a long and drowsy day, we all went home and Joshua was with us since he's gonna sleep over, he even borrowed my clothes. Even though i was dead tired, i accompanied him in playing the PlayStation console. Both him and Kuya been playing till 3 in the morning while i was, uh, just watching and relaxing at my room while listening to the radio. I just couldn't stand him being noisy, it wasn't very comfortable for me since our home is usually been peace and quiet, and i got used to that kind of atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;I'm having dreams, one of them made me feel so alone, made me sugar rush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wala lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;And lately I've been tired and sleepy, i don't know why. weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;I've been experimenting an overlay for my friendster and multiply. Currently, my multiply is under construction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6849404779869874351?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6849404779869874351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6849404779869874351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6849404779869874351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6849404779869874351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/06/lapet-na-pasukan.html' title='lapet na pasukan'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6894630063048810978</id><published>2007-06-03T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:10:48.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Your Guardian Angel" - A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" height="150" width="125"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/geRdF1XWsoM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/geRdF1XWsoM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="150" width="125"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Your Guardian Angel acoustic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1xXRHLxPXA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1xXRHLxPXA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="150" width="125"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6894630063048810978?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6894630063048810978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6894630063048810978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6894630063048810978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6894630063048810978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-guardian-angel-walk-to-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5331275751799324726</id><published>2007-05-28T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:48:58.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*HAHA!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RlqS17oAa7I/AAAAAAAAACE/GSN3Xr0zVLs/s1600-h/8429440751805l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RlqS17oAa7I/AAAAAAAAACE/GSN3Xr0zVLs/s320/8429440751805l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069525785795128242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Comment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Ang cute ni Gloria, noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*Sick no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs14/300W/f/2007/024/3/e/Tortuga__by_faboarts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I-Am-sorry for a pretty long delay in updating my blog, noh. heheh, its just that these past days, my sickness grew strong and there were circumstances when i was unable to breathe very well, because of it i was unable to buy books, so my kuya went and bought those for me [what a guy, haha]. But i think i'm ok now, coughs nalang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Si kuya naman ngayon ang may sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyways, mom and i went to Dominican last thursday to enroll. I was overwhelmed with a lot of current improvements at school, the floors elevated, new paintjob, white tiles. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SAG ka o SD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;" asked by Jazel, who infact will be in SD [ the new policy: The 5th honor and above are in the first section which is SAG, and 6th honor &amp; below are in SD].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ewan ko, pero sa tingin ko sa SD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;" i answered [yhep, i think so--cause it was already noon, lots of people might've ended up in SAG during the morning (first come first serve people), maybe someone close to me ended up in SAG]. And Veverly, who came and enrolled after me. Nothings really changed with the two of them--still the same. We chatted a little bit and checked the curriculum of the school, apparently  Ms. Cabalse our music/arts teacher isn't our teacher no more and replaced by a nun [geez, another penguin for us to endure], good thing though that are T.H.E./Economics teacher is gonna be Mrs. Gigante again, the kindest teacher of all teachers :P. It came to my mind that, we, the incoming seniors, would be controlling Dominican now, the Kuyas' and Ates' of Dominican. It was not long before when years above us are leaders and us the followers and now is our turn to be leaders and to shine brighter. On top of that, the JS prom, weehee..hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*Incident in Goldilocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After that, Mom and I went buying stuffs like bags then an incident happened in Goldilocks. Mom went to order two halo-halos, but there's this woman beside her also ordered halo-halo. To my observation, there were only 2 people [even the clerk] taking people's orders. Much to the people ordering, the queue got a bit longer. 5 minutes after, mom's order isn't up. The first halo halo was placed at the tray, mom told again the ordertaker [haha] that she ordered two. Ok, so there were two halo halos already, mom already paid for it. This lady beside mom began saying "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Asan yung order ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;" the clerk answered "Mam, naubos na po. Hintayin nyo po". This woman was already in rage although mom already told her to have the halo-halo but she didn't accepted it. The next thing i knew she shouted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; "It's all yours!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and dashed out. Mom didn't knew if she was the one being shouted at or the clerk or the guy next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But good thing mom talked to the person in charge [which is infact the ordertaker] and it's all out mom's system, everything's cool..breathe in, breathe out. But for me, still speechless. . .because after the lady shouted, she placed her bag at our table, putting her wallet back at the bag and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;swwooossshhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;..away she goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*I just finished watching one anime for 2 days, haha bitin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*vacation's almost over, bitin. School nanaman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*The sansrival i ate the other day was delicious. haha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu konek?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*You gotta love Beethoven's music, lalo na yung mga na remix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*How would i spend the 8 days remaining vacation when there's nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Oh, when we were in Palawan, i bought chucks and it's yellow baby! hehe, i also bought white rubber shoes and  to customize it with acrylic paint and beads. BUT i still have to buy paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Happy Birthday to May Anne, and advance happy birthday to Chloe/Tokz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*My tummy is grumbling, hehe..ffeeeeddd meeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Say hello to my little friend, Ian Miguel :) the baby of mom's secretary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 299px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34942375-5331275751799324726?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5331275751799324726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5331275751799324726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5331275751799324726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5331275751799324726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RlqS17oAa7I/AAAAAAAAACE/GSN3Xr0zVLs/s72-c/8429440751805l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5316654549595482719</id><published>2007-05-22T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:35:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*acchoo!. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;enza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;'s invading me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I guess that's the  effect when you're not wearing a jacket at the bus for 5 hours straight, going out at a rainy day just to visit the premises of school, a visit to my friend's house to help out and had a flu shot without even resting. phew! that was a hard knock in my head. Now that my nose is clogged and a sore throat, pretty soon i would have endless cough by the time rainy season has come to the skies of Pangasinan [fcuk, i hate coughs]. It was not like before when Kuya was sick and i was fine, then he was fine and i'm the one sick: when he was younger he had an operation from his left eye and i on the other hand, had an operation in my head [although mine was more painful since i wasn't using anesthesia] which explains why i have a scarlike figure in my head exposed yet camouflaged by the strands of my hair. Hence i have quoted it, smiled and said to my brother, 'What happens to me, happens to you and vice versa'. But now was different, everything would be very different indeed. Now that he's in college, he's far away from my daily school [hell, we would still be waking up together every morning because his class starts at 7..haha].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*He. is. a .bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have no energy to eat nor to speak, all i want right now is a box of tissues while watching dvds. It got me teary eyed when mom explained to me awhile ago the very complicated about my dad and his other family. I know that he's sick, has a family of his own but. . .how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;irresponsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; can he be?? he hasn't  been supportive, makes his decisions without even letting mom know about it. Mom's been trying her best, her best to send us kuya to school, to have food on the table, to everything. And now he says that he would visit and needs her to sign a piece of paper for a new home with his family, what the hell?? pupunta lang siya dito para ma-isign ang papers hindi man lang niya nagawang pumunta sa graduation ni kuya. I am speechless to what my father has become, but i still love him yet still at rage and got more depressed. *sigh*. . .acchooo!!, geez i ran out of tissues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Summertime in Palawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 327px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 316px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 295px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 290px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 282px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 photos are here the other 66 are in &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.melzsixteen.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-5316654549595482719?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5316654549595482719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5316654549595482719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5316654549595482719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5316654549595482719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/sick.html' title='sick...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-1151994819358417756</id><published>2007-05-22T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:24:15.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;*`*Tagged,  I'm it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.therocker-revealed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt; tagged me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;Here we go:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;The rules are, list out 6 websites that you often surf upon opening your web browser. Here are mine:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;Friendster&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt; - Whereas i could check/update my account and also check people's profiles.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;Youtube&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;- For entertainment, hehe..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;- To look and aspire different art, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;tingin dito tingin doon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;Multiply&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;- Lookin' at photos from other fellow Dominicans, Thomasians, and online buddies.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;Photobucket&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;- the only fastest way for me to upload and store photos and stuff.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;Bloggies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;- To check out what's going on with their lives.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://midnightcinderella.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;And I'm tagging these guys: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://midnightcinderella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://www.unidentified11.blogspot.com/"&gt;Unidentified&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://agathageron.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agatha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" face="verdana"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-1151994819358417756?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/1151994819358417756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=1151994819358417756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/1151994819358417756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/1151994819358417756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-im-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-70312305773508471</id><published>2007-05-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:55:42.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 ball palawam'/><title type='text'>8 wonders...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*the wonders of 8 ball.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was rejuvinated when i saw something that belongs to me, from the corner of the room ages ago, the toy&lt;/span&gt;--8 ball i bought at the mall along with my dad and kuya, i can't believe that after a span of 3 years, thinking that it was misplaced or forgotten at my old home turned out to be displayed unto the altar-like corner of my mom's room. The 8 ball: the 8th ball of the pool table, a mere object to answer the rational or irrational questions-- yet answers either point to true or false, a child's toy or simply created by a &lt;strong&gt;douchebag&lt;/strong&gt; . Times when i asked stupid questions such as "is she secretly a guy?, a secret agent? or just having an infatuation". Some mischevous questions led to laughter and disturbing silences. . .whoah,&lt;em&gt; ano toh? madame auring in toy version?&lt;/em&gt; and times i asked serious questions, it amused me. . .yet. .made me worry--what if this and that? If? Who and why?. . .And here i am again fooling myself to indulge in endless questions feared yet answered by a toy. If it was if i yearn for answers to all questions: "which came first: the chicken or the egg?" If all males are considered the masters of our household, how come our president is a woman?" who is anonymous? "does jennifer love hewitt?" is martin gaye?" where did Vincent van gogh? But i know in the back of my mind that God indeed knows all the answers and not a ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/8ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/8ball2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Don't count on it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*`*Sneak Peaks..[wait for the post bout my vacation in Palawan soon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 342px" height="615" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0026.jpg" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm here baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 405px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="613" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0110.jpg" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 407px; HEIGHT: 365px" height="567" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i286/arkhah/100_0126.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-70312305773508471?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/70312305773508471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=70312305773508471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/70312305773508471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/70312305773508471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/8-wonders.html' title='8 wonders...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6549551592928404510</id><published>2007-05-13T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T15:06:02.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apppe mader's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO YOUR LOVABLE MOMMIES AND GRANDMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j52/lui902/mothers-day-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/8184/1000154yd4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Good morning good m000rrniiing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's great to stay up late, good morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;good morning, TO YOU. [seriously, i just woke up--looked wasted]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/2068/1000091uy7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;~I'm always wearing my favorite bracelet, just sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a12.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/27/l_40d8670ba02ce92f23725049861ccde3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;World, meet Miguel Escueta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~He's HOT, i love his new song: Falling Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, it’s crashing down around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the speed as we try to define&lt;br /&gt;Doubts re-surface, waves you can’t withstand&lt;br /&gt;We find ourselves here once again&lt;br /&gt;And we’re…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re falling away from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t it enough to let you feel the sun?&lt;br /&gt;Am I not worth every fall?&lt;br /&gt;We’ve gone too deep to just let this fly&lt;br /&gt;So please hold on and let me save us&lt;br /&gt;Please hold on and let me save us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long must I weather this storm?&lt;br /&gt;I’m drowning into your condescending eyes&lt;br /&gt;Please bend for me, even just a bit&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see that I am already broken?&lt;br /&gt;And you’re…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re falling away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh… can’t you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;We are falling into the abyss&lt;br /&gt;That we just can’t comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Oh… don’t you know that&lt;br /&gt;Some wounds just never heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re falling away from this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6549551592928404510?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6549551592928404510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6549551592928404510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6549551592928404510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6549551592928404510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day-to-your-lovable.html' title='Apppe mader&apos;s day'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6470306439421346823</id><published>2007-05-07T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:32:30.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ic3.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/126/8/9/Waiting_by_Namine16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ic3.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/126/8/9/Waiting_by_Namine16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;waiting&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;in total lack of sound.&lt;br /&gt;for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or no light at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Comment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Haha, This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; emo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. I did this out of boredom, i used my pinkies to screenshot though my hands were supposed to be closed. And believe me, it took more than twice to get the perfect shot...damn eyebags. &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/34942375-6470306439421346823?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6470306439421346823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6470306439421346823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6470306439421346823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6470306439421346823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8369623380771913462</id><published>2007-05-05T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:24:43.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Using own's stupidity to cheer myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Song bangin' my head today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"This guy is in-love with you pare - Parokya ni Edgar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Laugh with me...again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder around the deviantArt site to view different artwork, then i came across with the most hilarious thing I've ever seen--i never knew it existed. I can't stop laughing when i saw this--man, these princesses have goofy sides which everybody haven't seen yet: well whoever created this is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genius!&lt;/span&gt; and a total racist, hahahaha. Wawa naman si Alice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/997/smileforthecamerabybricqn5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 420px;" src="http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/997/smileforthecamerabybricqn5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Disney princesses at their worst"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;*TWENTY SIX LINES TO MAKE YOU SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I work hard because millions on welfare depend on me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I used to have a handle on life, but it broke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are missing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Out of my mind. Back in five minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;God must love stupid people; He made so many.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The gene pool could use a little chlorine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Being "over the hill" is much better than being under it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wrinkled was not one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Procrastinate Now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I Have a Degree in Liberal Arts; Do you want fries with that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A hangover is the wrath of grapes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He who dies with the most toys is nonetheless dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ham and eggs. A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The trouble with life is there's no background music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I smile because I don't know what the hell is going on.&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&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/34942375-8369623380771913462?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8369623380771913462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8369623380771913462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8369623380771913462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8369623380771913462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/using-owns-stupidity-to-cheer-myself.html' title='Using own&apos;s stupidity to cheer myself'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6299774043119364448</id><published>2007-05-04T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:43:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Laugh with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this post is dedicated to all people who had an awful, tiring day or simply the pleasure of reading this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/325/2/9/Funny_Face_by_larah88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/325/2/9/Funny_Face_by_larah88.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/325/2/9/Funny_Face_by_larah88.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh ano?? angas ka!?. . .Colgate ang gamit ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;1. Saan ang usual gimik spot nyo ng mga friends mo every Saturday night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Luneta Park. Sa tambayan ng mga naghahanap ng kakaibang gimik kung gabi. Wala ka pang babayarang entrance fee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. Saang mall ka madalas mag-shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*SM-DS (Santa Ana Market Dry goods Section) - Everyday may sale! Pwede ka pang tumawad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3. Anong hotel ang madalas mong puntahan para magcheck-in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Nice Hotel. Lagi akong nakakakita ng stars kapag nandito ako. May free pansit pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4. Anong amusement theme park ang napuntahan mo na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Perya ng Bayan. May souvenir picture pa kami nung Babaeng Gagamba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5. Whenever I crave for chocolate, I always look for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Chocnut. Me cocoa na, me mani pa! Me free sticker ka pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;6. Para wag mong makalimutan, where do you usually put important and urgent messages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*On my palm. Kung masyadong mahaba, minsan umaabot pa sa braso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;7. Saan ka usually nakakakita ng olive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Sa TV. Partner ni Popeye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;8. My summer outing must-haves are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Tabo. Sa banyo lang kasi ako eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;9. What is your usual pig-out food when watching TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Kaning lamig. Kahit walang ulam pwede na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;10. Kapag nagkaka-pimple ka, ano ang first thing na ginagawa mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Lagyan ko agad ng first-aid treatment for pimples na available sa bahay. Suka. Natural antiseptic pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;11. What are your collections?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Bags, particularly paper bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;12. If ever may magbibigay sa yo ng 100 pesos, ano ang gagawin mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Ipambabayad ko ng utang. Kabawasan din yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;13. Ano ang latest gadget ngayon na meron ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*mp3 player from Quiapo. So what kung kaboses ni Mahal si Regine Velasquez sa player ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;14. Magkano ang nagagastos mong load sa cellphone every month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*30 pesos. Kaya kapag di na ko nakakapag-reply alam na ng mga friends ko ang dahilan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;15. Whenever I want to eat steak, I always go to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Sa pinakamalapit na tindahan para bumili ng Century Tuna in beefsteak flavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;16. Kapag sinabi mong "ayokong kumain", that means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Wala na akong atik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;17. What is your favorite hors d'oeuvre during dinners?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Sorry, pero di ko kayang lunukin ang hindi kayang bigkasin ng dila ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;18. Gaano ka kadalas mag-shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Once a year. Kapag na-receive ko na yung 13th month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;19. What was the grandest tour you had so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Philippine Tour...sa Nayong Pilipino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;20. Ano ang iyong mantra in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*The best things in life are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; I know the answers are really dumb yet funny, thats how it is. Pasaway! haha..OK lang kung hindi ka natawa, ayaw mo lang siguro mahulog ang pustiso mo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/34942375-6299774043119364448?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6299774043119364448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6299774043119364448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6299774043119364448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6299774043119364448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/laugh-with-me-this-post-is-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-148068909446544063</id><published>2007-05-02T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:36:11.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-37B19502.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2A5973C5.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2B750FCD.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-124DD1E.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-71DC4AA8.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_71114A35.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6EAA4FA9.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1F095154.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4C129B25.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-32FDF9D5.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_17D8F487.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_5C1B12D6.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;amp;lovelabel=PART TIME LOVER&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=274744-15f2&amp;amp;srv=iwebcl4" align="middle" height="240" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*`*new shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;For maintaining my insanity of shopping, i bought new shoes yesterday along with my bro at Nepo. Surprisingly enough it was also Pistay Dayat, i wanna join the fun and all but i guess i wasn't at the mood--i don't want to what happened to me 2 years ago, believe me, it was horrible as hell. It would be really crazy to tell it but I'm trying to forget. Going back, the shoes aren't that much: i just want something new to add my style, I've been stuck using flipflops: my feet are WAY exposed too much. Oh the shoe laces are supposedly black, bought white ones to change the style. My bro and I went to Odyssey to check on the latest music, i laughed my ass off when i saw this album '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;EMO-tions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;', i don't know why though. Peace to all emo kids! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjcY6LocMZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AU8devrGNUQ/s1600-h/shozzies2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjcY6LocMZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AU8devrGNUQ/s320/shozzies2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059540094207930770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*`*Happy Birthday to my dad! haha, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;geez, i miss this man already. Even though it's just a text away to greet him, we rarely see each other. I think the last time we get to see each other was my birthday, it was really nice to keep him company and talk to him about things, sharing things he didn't knew or missed. How time quickly passes, he was getting older and much taller than i remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;(i like it, it's random)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh grief,. . .my 'pasalubong/gift' from Uncle Steve is till the end of the week. It makes me uber sad, arrrgggghhhhh...nakakainis. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I didn't realize that next week, may 8 is fast approaching. Why so? it's actually the flight to Palau. And it's sad because i/we would miss my Auntie Grace's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*Should i get a tan? hahahaha, HELL NO! i just wanna be on the beach *sunburn*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I just had minor chest pains, not that i would die or anything *knocks on wood* haha..i wouldn't whine about it and it's not the first time it happened *gulp!*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally, mom said that i could use/practice the car at Palau to hone my driving skills. Yheboi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Friendster has been such a booger, hahaha..wanna know why? I was shocked when i saw that my photos at the number of 28 went to 6. I had to upload loads of pictures to fill it up, the next day only to find out that everything went back to normal except it already exceeded its maximum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Watching the E channel is just like drugs, so addictive. It's been a routine to watch this channel at night (even PBB of course, Maricris needs Anger Management. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;TIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: if you're watching PBB season 2, it's much better to watch Uplate..i tell you! it's much fun). And i think i just acknowledged the whole life of Lindsay Lohan and Hilary Duff and the other celebrity issues. haha, now that's showbiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm into Techno genre, it's cool. In every accounts i have, always have techo as the background music. But it doesn't mean i disregard the other genres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&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/34942375-4132365368787763517?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4132365368787763517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4132365368787763517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4132365368787763517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4132365368787763517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/05/hhahaaahaahaha.html' title='hhahaaahaahaha..'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjcY6LocMZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AU8devrGNUQ/s72-c/shozzies2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7844201091148576410</id><published>2007-04-28T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:40:55.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged, you're it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been tagged by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.imaginingperfection.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luisa&lt;/a&gt;, tnx! this could go on forever. . .ahahaha, let's get down to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Write about how much addicted u are towards something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Don't forget to include the percentage of 'addictedness' towards that thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. All with one condition &gt; the total of percentage must reach 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. You MUST tag others and continue tagging but plz dont forget to explain the rulez and plz notify that person so that they know they had been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Addicted to shades.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I own 6 of 'em and i couldn't go out without even wearing one. --10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Addicted to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who doesn't anyways. --20%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Addicted to surfing the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;been online very late at night. --5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Addicted to YouTube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's no day i never visit that site. --10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Addicted to shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha, it's every girls' fantasy.--5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Addicted to camwhoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love doin' it.--10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Addicted to my familia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love 'em so much!--40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are not included list yet still I'm addicted to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Tv &amp; dvds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*gadgets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*guitars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://agathageron.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agatha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.katlens-place.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.theblackstring.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fiona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://twinkleintwilight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bianca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.jolz-go.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jolz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.laraholic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lara&lt;/a&gt;. . .you've been tagged :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34942375-7844201091148576410?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7844201091148576410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7844201091148576410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7844201091148576410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7844201091148576410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/tagged-youre-it.html' title='Tagged, you&apos;re it!'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-3573646779226114664</id><published>2007-04-28T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:39:58.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yheboi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Bangs + Layered = new haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday mom and i went to Nepo mall for her shopping needs, well she's gonna be the godmother of a wedding, so she has to be presentable (bongacious! haha)--bought a gift, have her nails done. While mom's getting her nails beautified, i decided to have my hair cut and the bangs I've always wanted at David's Salon. Well aside from the bangs, Gerry, the guy who cuts (and also gonna be the stylist for mom), also suggests to have it layered: so i agreed with him, i just let him do his work. Huhu, while Gerry was doing his thing, i saw this guy who keeps looking at me (actually, he's one of the workers, infact it was when i had a haircut by myself, he's the guy who shampooed my hair and stuff) so i just grabbed a magazine to completely ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;sigh*&lt;/span&gt; actually I'm a little sad since my hair's gone a little shorter and a girl's hair is the apple of the eye (it doesn't matter of what you wear, the hair really is the crown) although since it's summer, i guess it is necessary--it'll grow long soon. The reason of wanting bangs in the first place is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to cover my bare naked forehead&lt;/span&gt;, hahahah. . . my forehead is just like an empty canvas--it just needed some artwork (Don't get the idea of doodling my forehead with coloring pen!, i just said it).&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; After the hair dryer and adding some cuticle,. . .  &lt;/span&gt;I was very surprised when it turned out what i didn't expected, i love it! so ecstatic i am, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's da shit!&lt;/span&gt; haha..mom comments that she can't see my eyes, wow that way she couldn't tell whether I'm awake or not. After that mom shopped for her clothes while i drifted off to Watsons then went to Robinsons for a sec, then went back to mom. Oh i just saw my classmate, Jamy with her mom (wow, maybe i oughta call this day '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;shopping with your daughters&lt;/span&gt;') i wonder if she saw me, or even recognized me when my forehead is covered with bangs. Let's just end the typical day with mom and I eating Pizza, yameh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMEZrocMVI/AAAAAAAAABU/VRiONwbsKmk/s1600-h/new+hair,+bebe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMEZrocMVI/AAAAAAAAABU/VRiONwbsKmk/s320/new+hair,+bebe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058391645722784082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new hair baby~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMGf7ocMWI/AAAAAAAAABc/7v_rij2l0F0/s1600-h/new+hair,+bebe5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMGf7ocMWI/AAAAAAAAABc/7v_rij2l0F0/s320/new+hair,+bebe5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058393952120222050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antaray ng Lola mo! hahaha..shinyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMJjbocMXI/AAAAAAAAABk/J54_eJA8oa0/s1600-h/new+hair,+bebe7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMJjbocMXI/AAAAAAAAABk/J54_eJA8oa0/s320/new+hair,+bebe7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058397310784647538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..and i so love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on Multiply: [&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.melzsixteen.multiply.com"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The Playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I just love songs that haven't yet come out in the Phil, so when they do reach the top charts of the daily top ten, i already mastered the lyrics and I'd end up finding new ones..haha, weird huh? For me kasi, i want to be updated with the latest music, with different genre and other music that even didn't reached here. One good thing to be updated is purchasing the artists' albums, or the much easier way, downloading them, purchasing them from iTunes--like what i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;its a beautiful thing -tammin sursok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;addicted to you - anthony callea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best Day of my Life - jesse mcartney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sugar rush - dreamstreet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance with me - drew seeley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So Contagious-Acceptance &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Guardian Angel- The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call it love- Lionel Richie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn it up- Paris Hilton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ain't no way - Chris Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saying goodbye - "         "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's oh so quiet - Bjork&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of you - Ne-Yo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*I wonder how painful it feels to have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; tattoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The Bangus festival is coming, wanna party with me?.. :D&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/34942375-3573646779226114664?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/3573646779226114664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=3573646779226114664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3573646779226114664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3573646779226114664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/yheboi.html' title='Yheboi!!'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RjMEZrocMVI/AAAAAAAAABU/VRiONwbsKmk/s72-c/new+hair,+bebe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7101479448061096836</id><published>2007-04-25T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T04:49:53.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*Here's a little something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5WeB3kY5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YJ4X7eC6m8c/s1600-h/IMUB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5WeB3kY5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YJ4X7eC6m8c/s320/IMUB.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057074505481216914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;For those who might ask who's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bansot/Bear&lt;/span&gt;,  well that's  for me to know and you to find out. . .haha. [epal mode ako dyan, ahahah! kidding]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*`*I wanna go to Puerto na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Whoah, i didn't even realize that today's wednesday cause each passing day is all the same: doing nothing and all. Shame that the previous days has been easily wasted although nothing's really stopping me from going outside, to explore, or at least have some good time yet i really am avoiding temptation right now. The temptation to spend that is, you see, mom just gave me and kuya a pocket of money (kaching! hahaha, :P) from my godmother when they had this conference at Manila Peninsula [i wanted to tag along but i didn't want to be stuck at the room. . .so i didn't]  and mom reprimand us to save it for our  trip in Palawan.  Do i  really have to wait that long and end up wasting my vacation at home just doing nothing?--well it's not that how immediate i am to have fun. When i think about the positive side, purchasing or as i call it "shopping" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't be so bad after all: i mean all the stuffs, abubots or whatever are much cheaper [almost all my accessories are from Palawan that costs like 10 Php each]. And i really miss eating the delicacy of the Vietnamese, 'Chao-Long'. . . yameh! [basically it's just noodles but mixed with other spices and meat, i just love how the way it tastes]. I miss going to the arcade, but it isn't all slot machines, a bunch of karaokes or the internet computers: it's all Play Station 2 and Xbox, and at the same time just like the comic alley . . .only cheaper,  [it's actually the  place where i bought  this huge tarpaulin like  with Kenshin and Kaoru on it and it's hanging at the window of my room. . .that is if you're already been to my room]. Hopefully i would be able to do those stuff when i get there, ahaha. .of course i would never forget to bring home pasalubongs and give them to my biotches, well, everyone gets a piece of Palau. [eventually, i think that will be the end of my moolahz] no worries!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Holy Trinity College, sibling of DS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in the previous posts that I've been blabbering about my former school, on how much bigger it is or how great the education it has but i never even show to you guys how it looks like. Oh, i just remembered something--Paula, who is my classmate happens to be friends with one of my best buds back at HTC, they met during their DOMNET somewhere (small world, isn't it?) 'To see is to believe'. . .kuno, nweiz i'll just shut up and post these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5psh3kY6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/4OV8RGGHb8k/s1600-h/HTC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5psh3kY6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/4OV8RGGHb8k/s320/HTC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057095645310247842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5qNx3kY7I/AAAAAAAAABE/OhWV-tzsAz8/s1600-h/HTC1.jpg"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5qNx3kY7I/AAAAAAAAABE/OhWV-tzsAz8/s1600-h/HTC1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5qNx3kY7I/AAAAAAAAABE/OhWV-tzsAz8/s320/HTC1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057096216540898226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(First) &lt;/span&gt;Yeah so it is big, that area is for the high school dept.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Second)&lt;/span&gt; That's the St. Catherine [i think] building, thats the university. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Below)&lt;/span&gt; It is the main entrance of the school [for the college studes that is], it's still looks crappy as ever. . .ahaha, although more wires and needs a paint job, seriously. . .it's dying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5rcB3kY8I/AAAAAAAAABM/MUznZ0xkGF4/s1600-h/HTC2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5rcB3kY8I/AAAAAAAAABM/MUznZ0xkGF4/s320/HTC2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057097560865661890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*I'm pretty much inclined with the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; than many other synonyms you might find at the thesaurus, i guess it was when we went to Manila ages ago to pay visit to mom's cousins [which makes the kids our cousins too] from L.A.--mom asked the eldest of what did they do the whole day, he answered "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shopping!&lt;/span&gt;" along with the American accent which makes it so catchy and cool. He's really cute though, haha i still remember the coffee stain from my shirt [it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TURN OFF&lt;/span&gt;] when i first laid eyes on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm DONE posting YouTube videos for once! it's getting quite annoying and i don't wanna end up one day nothing else to post but endless videos created by unknown people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*oo00oohh, looks like Mom's totally into YouTube as I am. . . .Hahaha, well for the classic songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Tomorrow's a day, there' probably nothing interesting more to share--it'll just turn out like a typical normal day. But not alas, it will still be a Happy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Puerto Prinsesa City &lt;----capital of Palawan btw. [it doesn't have any connections with princesses or prince].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I wonder if my favorite can of drink still exists? which is the Coke Vanilla.&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/34942375-7101479448061096836?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7101479448061096836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7101479448061096836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7101479448061096836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7101479448061096836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/heres-little-something-for-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/Ri5WeB3kY5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YJ4X7eC6m8c/s72-c/IMUB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-4250739713070492417</id><published>2007-04-23T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T02:52:57.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang enet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*`*Song bangin' my head today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Get offa that thing - James Brown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Haha, this song really does breaks the ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*`*Got cured by a chocolate, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday and today seemed like devastating when i had a sudden headache, my eyes hurt and loss of appetite. Its been tiresome actually, I've been eating 2 meals everyday cause i mostly wake up in the afternoon, sucks though: can't the stand the immense heat during the noon.  What  i did was  chilling at one of the hammocks at the garden along with Ciara (haha, tabi kme :P), still no  cure. Took a nap and bathe after, my eyes hurter even more. And up to my routine of using the computer and i noticed this plastic of cadburry chocolate bars--just ate one bar while i render off the internet cosmos. Moments later, the pain slowly heals and. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel good !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; haha. But i really can't eat all of those chocolates since it really tastes sweet, even though i have a sweet tooth for those. I'm much rather drink lots of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Look what Bev's made:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUYygsjT4sc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUYygsjT4sc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;She did a pretty nice job, brava! haha,. . . i only added the background music and stuff, but the rest is definitely her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Forgot to mention this, we have pet love birds!! hehe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;kulang nalang pati daga kasama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;..Uncle Marvin bought them when he and Kuya Joz went to the vet weeks ago.  They're actually 4 of them: 2 pairs with green and blue colored feather, unexpectedly--each became attach to the opposite sex with the opposed color.  I guess opposite  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  attract, haha. . .even from such animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Can't wait to watch Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix in July and the movie, Hairspray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh shit, i think my eyes are gonna pop any second now. . .*pop!* haha, just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*Hala, may sipon na ako. . . XD&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/34942375-4250739713070492417?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4250739713070492417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4250739713070492417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4250739713070492417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4250739713070492417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/ang-enet.html' title='ang enet...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-2956258641413247551</id><published>2007-04-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T02:05:42.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so sleepy again,..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*BGM&lt;/strong&gt;:"Say OK - Vanessa Hudgens&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Alrighty then, i admit that Vanessa's music are cool (almost all of it). But i really don't know why i have to doubt about it, same goes to Ashley (Sharpay, HSM). People do fret about celebrity relationships, even so from the ever celebrity answer 'We're just friends/ &lt;em&gt;friends lang kami&lt;/em&gt;' . It really gets me mad, felt like poking them with a screw diver to tighten up the screws haha, like Zac Efron &amp; Vanessa Hudgens, i mean Zanessa or Zashley. (Haha, here i go with more HSM.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Those who have hurt you in the past cannot continue to hurt you now unless you hold on to the pain through resentment. Your past is past. Nothing will change it. You are only hurting yourself with bitterness. For your own sake, learn from it and let it go.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Currently watching MORE youtube: vlogs, parodies, music vids and fan-made vids:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' m becoming an &lt;strong&gt;addict&lt;/strong&gt; [chyeah!!, like up 'til 4 in the morning] user to youtube, seriously. It's actually entertaining especially when you're really bored like me, it's one of the things i always check on (well, aside from other community sites i often visit). Oh, i might as well make a vlog [video + log = vlog] for myself, haha, yeah why not? I am getting bored in going to malls: haven't done anything there except window-shopping with my 'bro (Oh, i was thinking of getting my hair done or maybe? have those sweepy bangs: i really don't know, help me decide! hahaha). And alas, my phone is totally...dead! haha kidding, by that i mean i never text people cause of insufficient balance [as told by the local operator] ehem, i really want to text/bother people by texting them although i really hate it when some of them never reply back, some are really boring, some who keeps texting back yet i ran out of load. So yeah, my phone's pretty useless, internet connection is the only thing i need..*evil laugh* perhaps do camwhoring and of course, Youtube!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*David-[Coconuter]:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;David Eric Poarch, half-American and half-Filipino, left a promising future in the USA to live the simple life in the Philippines. While most Filipinos dream of leaving the country for a greener pasture abroad, he purposely "jumped off the bridge" to find his niche and purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1qTUj1NQrg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Haha, i really have nothing else to post--my brain has drifted off to Youtube [but it doesn't mean that i already have total insanity]: even if i did have something to share on, i'll &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;probably&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; end up be too lazy in typing those. *sigh* instead, i'll be listening to endless music and download them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*Daily Headtrip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Hey, i just bought this really punkish necktie and necklace from Oxyen at the mall the other day. asteg, i ended up buying those since the book sale stand has no change for a 500 Php, geez. It's actually color pink, you really can't tell cause the table light is yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RiaCbVmJkDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0nokqQQkm54/s1600-h/56.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054871037935194162" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RiaCbVmJkDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0nokqQQkm54/s320/56.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*getting sleepy.......ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Just got my nails done, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Just got 400+ friends in friendster, yey me! hehehe, people just suddenly add me for some reason, well it's much nicer than in Myspace, not that i have anything against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Uploaded some photos, same goes to multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;I'm really sick of listening to romantic songs, but i can't stop singing them: even at the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;For some reason, i think just had a phobia from the dark: mommy!, huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/34942375-2956258641413247551?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/2956258641413247551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=2956258641413247551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2956258641413247551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2956258641413247551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-so-sleepy-again.html' title='I feel so sleepy again,..'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RiaCbVmJkDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0nokqQQkm54/s72-c/56.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8351769803305690116</id><published>2007-04-10T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:44:03.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It pain'/><title type='text'>I'm sho shleepppyyyy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;*`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song bangin' my head today:&lt;/span&gt; "Looking for you - Kirk Franklin OST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Norbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My brother and I just recently watched this movie, Norbit. Well, we were supposedly expecting to watch '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Cute ng Ina mo&lt;/span&gt;' although at the ticket stand, there was a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;abel that says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, the hell with it. I don't want to laugh my ass off while standing up, i might fart &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;eeww&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; to the people next to me. haha, kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Beauty &amp; the Beast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RhvAJ_nIcmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4FO-_sd4xOU/s1600-h/beauty+%26+the+beast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RhvAJ_nIcmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4FO-_sd4xOU/s320/beauty+%26+the+beast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051842684953064034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;I've been meaning to post this adorable picture here &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;it ain't my dogs, sorry&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, although i haven't got any updated photos of my dear pooches &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;Ciara a.k.a. Siopao &amp; Beauty a.k.a. the beast&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, nor at my computer. I think it was already deleted or something. Anyways, Pug is always been my favorite breed for a dog--i really don't know why though, i guess i'm attracted to how 'dumb' they look that really makes them look so insanely adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Completely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;apathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; this summertime part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I think what makes really makes my summer worth fun is the upcoming vacation in Palawan in May, i really can't wait. I wonder though after a span of 3 years in Dagupan City, has Palawan already progressed after our last flight there? New buildings perhaps? a NEW mall? Did some of my old buddies changed? Would things still be the same? or has Palawan turned up like any other urban city: down and destroyed. When it comes to the lifestyle &amp; living, Dagupan is always been the best--but it isn't where i grew up as a kid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;yep, that pretty much explains why i can't really speak Pangalatok&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*a 'Painful' day at my cousin's house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;An hour and a half trip away from Dagupan is the quiet and distant Sta. Barbie, the cetain place where my cousin, Kuya Kelvin lives [bf of te Jolz] and Auntie Grace. One morning, Uncle Marvin and I played badminton, it really grinds me alot because it caused my arms to ache STRIKE 1: relaxed while laying down at the floor, playing tennis at the PSP. When i was about to get up, a sudden pain strucked at my back and i was acting like an old lady with osteo STRIKE 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the afternoon, bike riding with my other cousin Justin--a couple of strolls around the neighborhood then rested a little bit, bike riding again but accidentally i fell off the bike. It goes like this: i was at the highest peak of the road and so i thought of biking down from the top--little did i know that the brakes are a bit busted. So anyways when going down at a very fast speed i unintentionally have no desire to stop and continue the speed while turning at the left, i couldn't move my arms at the handle while my mind was off from its normal state. The bike then, jumped and landed from the ground alongside with the rider. My legs really ached, even my butt: Good thing though i was wearing my pj's  from avoiding scratches (actually it's the only clothes i got since we only stayed for the night) but still i'm on my feet, standing still. Yheboi! after that Ryan (the cool/geek cousin) and I strolled around while talking 'bout college and stuff then went to the lake which is still under construction. But hey, it was really nice.When we got home, i had a hard time even to standing up: seriously, everytime i stand up, my whole body aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Youtube: Video BLog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she's japanese, you might notice the crappy english. Click her name to view her awesome videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today one of my dream ended. After all these hard work, i couldn't make it to change. I was this close to the biggest success I could ever get. But i couldn't catch it anyways. I didn't know life couldn't be this harder, well i am the one who let it happened. . .so what can i say? but, i learned so much from this experience. I never knew, words could be a huge help, and give so many reasons not to give up on my life..no matter how big your mistakes are. I know it won't happen again, i would NOT let it happen again. My friends, thank you--you are the ONE who pulled me up from the darkest hell. Hey, i'm just a kid, trying to grow up. I think i am OK now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lijx8eftL50"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-LucyMisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Greeting time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Advance Happy 18th Birthday to Luisa on April 12, Mona Lisa!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Advance Happy 16th Birthday to Katlen on May 3, Coconut head!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Your welcome te Jolz! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*`*Daily Headtrip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*Emo&lt;/span&gt; guys are SO gay: super sensitive and oh-so-dramatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Its already 4:00 in the morning, still not sleepy though: it's OK since it's summer vacation, ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uncle Marvin is in Manila, probably shopping or something--i think he's on his way to Dagupan as he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My tummy hearts, i'm effing hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/34942375-8351769803305690116?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8351769803305690116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8351769803305690116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8351769803305690116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8351769803305690116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-sho-shleepppyyyy.html' title='I&apos;m sho shleepppyyyy....'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RhvAJ_nIcmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4FO-_sd4xOU/s72-c/beauty+%26+the+beast.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-2726982983981398544</id><published>2007-04-05T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:01:30.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*`*Josh Wolf got imprisoned from video blogging. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotzone.yahoo.com/b/hotzone/blogs28294"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;] for the article.&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/34942375-2726982983981398544?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/2726982983981398544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=2726982983981398544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2726982983981398544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2726982983981398544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/josh-wolf-got-imprisoned-from-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-888387848214002733</id><published>2007-04-03T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:04:36.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last request - Paulo Nutini......wa mgwa sa summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Song bangin' my head to day: "&lt;strong&gt;Perhaps Love - Princess Hours OST&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;haha, corny ain't I? love it since the lyrics are so catchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Chillin' w/ bullet, my cousins' doggie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RhIjFYRwO2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/uYkAE9M5Sa4/s1600-h/bullet.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049136707558980450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RhIjFYRwO2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/uYkAE9M5Sa4/s320/bullet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Note: his eyes are but NATURAL, not contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Completely &lt;u&gt;apathetic&lt;/u&gt; this summertime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;wwhheeeww! i can't stand this blazing heat, must eat halo-halo &amp; fruits, a dip in the pool, go to the beach w/ your fellas'---sounds like the typical habits for this summer, doesn't it? Well, fun it may be but apparently i'm stuck at home, playing Sims 2, watch videos from Youtube, surf the net, chillin' over the cold temperature of the air-con while eating mangoes, yum!. The internet is the only access i get to have communications with people outside the house and lately i have online conversations with old friends from Palawan and it looks like they want me back [we're gonna have a vacation there for a week in May] Of course the form of communication we do now is the use of mobile phones, just a text away you could greet someone very far from home. Recently, I received endless group messages (gm) from friends though i really can't reply since i ran out of load. Honestly, i want a new phone--haha kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh let's not forget about the family, hehe..yup, almost all the clan are here: doing pretty well. My cousin Ryan just taught me how to download videos from Youtube, hehe pretty sneaky don't you think? sneaky but brilliant. He's pretty good when it comes to tech (PSP, PS2, PC, Games) no wonder he's close to being a total geek though he has the side of a total rocker \m/..I got told that some people of my family read this blog, my auntie Grace, Ate Jolz got peeked into this blog. so here's a shoutout to people related to me...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO &lt;3!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*`*may &lt;strong&gt;Multiply&lt;/strong&gt; na ako..(babaw nman ng kaligayahan)..&lt;br /&gt;Link Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://melzsixteen.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://melzsixteen.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-888387848214002733?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/888387848214002733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=888387848214002733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/888387848214002733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/888387848214002733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-request-paulo-nutiniwa-mgwa-sa.html' title='Last request - Paulo Nutini......wa mgwa sa summer'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RhIjFYRwO2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/uYkAE9M5Sa4/s72-c/bullet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8344772551612338401</id><published>2007-03-30T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:28:27.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*A DOPE version of Avril's 'Girlfriend', (Japanese version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus there are other 8 more languages, weird but this one rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6YhaDA6fNc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-8344772551612338401?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8344772551612338401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8344772551612338401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8344772551612338401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8344772551612338401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/dope-version-of-avrils-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-4611188670689187652</id><published>2007-03-27T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:24:01.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Summer Vacation!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Song bangin my head today&lt;/strong&gt;: "Your Guardian Angel - the red jumpsuit apparatus". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Final layout...for now :P.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha, i just can't stop editing my blog layout, no wonder i'm having eyebags and getting tiresome. So i'd just settle for the kulayful butterflies (butterflies..AGAIN), i really couldn't help it, once i've edited my work or works of others of turning it something better. I'm not saying na 'madali akong mag-sawa' but that how my mind works when it comes to art, inspiration strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RgjoJZKY9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FO0EG0KhMFg/s1600-h/banner.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046538630539573026" style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RgjoJZKY9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FO0EG0KhMFg/s320/banner.JPG" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;One of the things i created while doing the layouts, i created my own banner/signature. It'll be my link for this bloggie of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Exams and the summer vacation after. (March 21-23)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The exams were the only things left of school work and i guess we couldn't wait for the next 3 days of eternal freedom--*sigh* i couldn't focus my mind on studying, but then someone i know from Palawan texted me, it was a friend of mine. All's well ends well, i guess. Oh, after the exams i hung out with Maeinra, went to Hedy's place, watched a movie. Actually there was this strong feeling i had when I/we were watching the middle point of the movie, the feeling surpassed me and left the movie theatre. Went to the Musicians Corner and band rehearsed with &lt;u&gt;Encord&lt;/u&gt;, then actually performed outside, totally exposed to the public our performance. Wow! it was a BLAST, there were several people, dominicans both passingby and looking at us, it was remarkable *sigh*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After 3 days of school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FRrrrreeeeeeee at last! i have had enough of school for a while and i'm making room for summer vacation Yehey!. Of course during the vacations, families come over and a big family reunion after: with your 'ODD' relatives, really cute cousins (guilty!!!) and stuck in a very shallow home. haha, i just love it when there are family reunions although i couldn't stand the bickering, fights of young and rowdy cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*I was born a PISCES, what's your excuse?.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PISCES - The Partner for Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Caring and kind. Smart. Center ofattention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;High appeal. Has the lastword. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Good to find, hard to keep. Funto be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Extremely weird but in agood way. Good Sense of Humor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thoughtful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Always gets what he or shewants. Loves to joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A bulletin post: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/bulletin.php?bid=120069052&amp;amp;uid=10353743"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Laftrip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;watch this, effing awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vRdnINeYYr0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-4611188670689187652?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4611188670689187652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4611188670689187652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4611188670689187652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4611188670689187652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation!!'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1VUh4Pe9Tzo/RgjoJZKY9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FO0EG0KhMFg/s72-c/banner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7313957012712469331</id><published>2007-03-26T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T17:19:32.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FROST JOKES PARE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FROST JOKE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so dumb she sat on TV &amp; watched the couch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so dumb she took a spoon to the Super Bowl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; Yo mama's so dumb that under "Education" on her job apllication, she put "Hooked on Phonics."! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so poor, she was kicking a can down the street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I askes what she was doing, and she said "Moving."!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; Yo mama's teeth so yellow when she yawns traffic slows down! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so poor, she can't even afford to pay attention! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so poor your tv got 2 channels: on and off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; Yo mama's so old that when she was in school there was no history class! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so ugly when she walks in the kitchen, the rats jump on the table and start screaming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so ugly they pay her to put her clothes back on in strip joints! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so ugly she looks  out the window and got arrested for mooning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; Yo mama's so ugly she has to trick or treat over the phone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so ugly people go as her for Halloween! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid, she thinks Taco Bell is where You pay Yo telephone bill! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid, that she got fired from the M&amp;M factory for throwing away all the W's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid I said it was chilly outside, she ran outside with a spoon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid that she sold her car for gas money! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid that she go hit by a parked car! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid she thought meow mix was a record for cats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; Yo mama's so stupid she thought hamburger helper came with another person! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid she studied for blood test &amp; failed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid she asked me "what's that letter after x" and i said Y she said "cause I wana know"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid she jumped out the window and went up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid it takes her 2 hours to watch 60 Mins! Yo mama's so dumb, she took a ruler to bed to see how long she slept! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so dumb, she thinks socialism is partying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so dumb, she got hit by a cup and told the police that she got mugged! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat, when she travels, she's gotta make two trips! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat when she went to an all You can eat buffet, they  had to install speed bumps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat when she went to the beach and Greenpeace tried to drag her into the water! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat when she fell over she rocked herself asleep trying to get up again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat, she went bungee jumping and broke the bridge! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat when she backs up she beeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat when she went to the beach, everyone started screaming "Free Willy, Free WIlly"!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat they had to baptize her at Sea World! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat the highway patrol made her wear "Caution! Wide Turn"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so ugly the animals at the zoo feed her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat, I tried to drive around her and ran out of gas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat she stood in front of the Hollywood sign and it just said H D! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat she has to buy two airline tickets! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat she got hit by a truck and asked "Who threw that rock?"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat she gets clothes in three sizes: extra large, jumbo, and oh-my-god-it's-coming-towards-us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat she fell in love... broke it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat if she got her shoes shined, she'd have to take his word for it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat her yearbook picture is an arial! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so fat at the zoo, the elephants started throwing her peanuts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so big that they had to change "One size fit's all" to "One size fits most"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid, on her job application where it says 'emergency contact', she put '911'!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yo mama's so stupid, on an application it said, "Don't write here", and she wrote, "Why?" ! &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/34942375-7313957012712469331?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7313957012712469331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7313957012712469331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7313957012712469331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7313957012712469331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/frost-jokes-pare.html' title='FROST JOKES PARE!!'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-9212451384360568445</id><published>2007-03-18T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:54:18.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber tired in shopping..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Shop till you drop&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This morning, Mom Kuya and I went to Calasiao. We went to church first then bought clothes in UK (ukay-ukay hahaha..) and extremely inexpensive, not only that almost all the clothes on sale are all from other countries. Of course there were so many clothes, bags, jerseys--but then it was blazing hot like hell in there, so i was shopping while perspiring. I swear that any minute that i can drop but there were vintage pants..hehehe, in the end i bought 2 blouses, 1 pants, 1 top, 2 shorts..And now i'm so tired,...ZZZZZzzzzzz..&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/34942375-9212451384360568445?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/9212451384360568445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=9212451384360568445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/9212451384360568445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/9212451384360568445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/uber-tired-in-shopping.html' title='Uber tired in shopping..'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-3676545112513204852</id><published>2007-03-17T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:06:33.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporatic Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;s0ngs bangin' my head today:"&lt;strong&gt;Irreplaceable - JJ 650 (male version) &amp;amp; Jiggle it - Young Leek&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wanna hear it? [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnB_BpgBQ3Q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Click Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Movie--The Messenger, with Yuarji&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;All of us were so persisted to go out cause of the new security guard, that we had to be carpooled straight the mall to watch a movie, thanks to Maeinra's dad. Ok, here's the sitch: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Fiona insisted that &lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; [by that i meant, the yuarji] that we all watch a movie, i said to myself what a great idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Although this time we weren't exactly all-girls since some of us has their sweeties along: Ariane's, Triccie's, Crystal's and Majie's [They have their own worlds when we have ours] And eventually the movie thing did make a difference, it's like we're reliving what happened ages ago--when we had fun as a group, watching movies like this, screamed our lungs out, not a care what people might think or react of us. I really enjoyed it alot, i really do. Anywho Anaw is still rabid between Maeinra and her. Hope everything would clear out between the two since time is running out and the brink of the beginning of summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;People are also judged by the company they stay away from&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Sir Joefrey Chan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Spread your wings like a butterfly:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You might be wondering why the theme for my blog is butterfly, honestly i got it influenced by my classmate/former seatmate, Jamy. At first i thought the outlook of a butterfly is a bit girly, but later i realized how ironic butterflies can be. How it symbolizes freedom and different eye-catching colors from its wings, the more beautifull it's wings can be, the more attractive it is: for an instance, a butterfly is like a ballet dancer you can't keep up with the steps but you can watch how gracefull it can dance. Literally, we can't capture by hand a wondering butterfly right?, no matter how difficult we try to capture we always end up watching it flew away and sometimes it touches us for a moment. We are all like butterflies, nothing can't stop us from being free..Don't you find butterflies elegant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone is like a butterfly, they start out ugly and awkward and then morph into beautiful graceful butterflies that everyone loves&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Headtrip&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I like it when she smiles :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I like it when she calls me bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I hate it when she gets mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;She hates it when i hold her belt at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I get worried when she's not around, or at least deadma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love the smell of her perfume...ssshhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I always get cracked up by her jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I hate it when she goes home early, w/o even saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I get crazy when i'm jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;She really amazes me, she really does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love it when she looks at me really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...I just love the way she is. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&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/34942375-3676545112513204852?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/3676545112513204852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=3676545112513204852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3676545112513204852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/3676545112513204852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/sporatic-imagination.html' title='Sporatic Imagination'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6927901399432705309</id><published>2007-03-15T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:03:17.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shet...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*`*Song bangin my head today&lt;strong&gt;:"Give it to me - Nelly furtado ft. Timbaland, Justin Timberlake"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Hope &lt;em&gt;she's&lt;/em&gt; alright,..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;It was just after another class and on the verge of continuing to my destination, s&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; caught my attention with a sad face, it is as if she was gonna cry in any second when holding on to her books--I question myself and unintentionally followed her going to the chapel though she didn't care. We both sat down together and prayed even though a frown is still visible to her face: I was gonna ask her what's wrong when suddenly she embraced me, i kept rubbing her back and asking why--she didn't answer a thing except tears fell from her eyes, when she cried, it felt that my softer side comforted her. She rested at my lap, i started to make jokes to drain those tears away. I asked again but she didn't told the reason, ok, whatever it may be that caused her to be silent--it'll be ok, i'm always here even if she didn't even bother. I accompanied her going to somewhere though i never stopped thinking what's bothering her, maybe tomorrow i'll ask her again and comfort her--like anyone could do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Nothings really changed at school except doing absolutely nothing while graduating students/honor studes are practicing nowadays. I wanted to renew myself, by that, i mean i volunteered to get our clearances and roam around the school premises to find people to autograph a pile of papers [although for TODAY lang] and it gives me the opportunity to skip class [there's nothing good to do, at least my homework for health is finished]. I skipped THE class and went to the gym accompanied with Jazel since obviously nothing to do at all, then later with Armely. We ate again, again and again...after a long period of time, i finally laughed like an idiot again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Ariane's got a new iPod, weeehh! good for you nak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*Y'know i think that there isn't much importance in my phone, like kanina--i have an urgue to throw it away till i got to my senses when Anaw borrowed it for a minute, i'm such a &lt;strong&gt;dum-dum&lt;/strong&gt;. I've had it since 3 years ago [elementary graduation]. And sometimes when you feel really mad at someone you wanted to punch that face/nose and get the hell with it without a care of the world might think about what you did?, i wish i could do it but conscience precedes me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6927901399432705309?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6927901399432705309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6927901399432705309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6927901399432705309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6927901399432705309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/shet.html' title='shet...........'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7257954867867419319</id><published>2007-03-13T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:46:58.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*`*BGM:"You set me free - Michelle Branch" [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/michellebranch/yousetmefree.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Click me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*DeviantArts&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like posting these fine artwork from other people since i haven't got a single idea in posting a blog right now since my mind is clouded from certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs15/300W/f/2007/071/5/b/Commission___Augley_by_lone_momo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs15/300W/f/2007/071/5/b/Commission___Augley_by_lone_momo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs14/300W/f/2007/071/5/a/Aquinous_by_ProdigyBombay.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs14/300W/f/2007/071/5/a/Aquinous_by_ProdigyBombay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*Maria watches over us anime:&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i got a kiddy time watching anime again after a very long time. It definitely caught my attention cause of gorgeous anime characters, studying in an all-girls catholic school. I really can't say that i already have lost interest in watching anime again, it's just that i didn't have the time even to watch one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img280.imageshack.us/img280/5973/seixshimako29xm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img280.imageshack.us/img280/5973/seixshimako29xm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite characters: Sei &amp;amp; Shimako :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-7257954867867419319?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7257954867867419319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7257954867867419319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7257954867867419319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7257954867867419319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/bgmyou-set-me-free-michelle-branch.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6884687183052564422</id><published>2007-03-11T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T16:04:51.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live for Love - Anthony Callea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*`*Live for Love - Anthony Callea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlylyrics.com/song.php?id=1003967"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Click me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; for lyrics]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7XO1tc1VAE" width="380" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6884687183052564422?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6884687183052564422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6884687183052564422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6884687183052564422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6884687183052564422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/live-for-love-anthony-callea.html' title='Live for Love - Anthony Callea'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8992649884423424461</id><published>2007-03-11T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:23:02.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*Song bangin' my head today:"&lt;strong&gt;Gold Digger - Kanye West&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*Ok so today is Sunday, Mom and kuya went for groceries, our helper went home for her family so that leaves me guarding the house--home alone. Oh today is a the only day i actually chilled without any disturbance at all, actually watched a movie (night at the museum, family guy: the untold story) at a certain &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;site. Thanks to Kuya Kelvin's info, i can watch movies na without going to theatres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;I'm not Emo, i'm just sad...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;My current mood from yesterday hasn't yet changed (even from the fact that it was my birthday), i'm still sad..It's not about &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;preparing for college, not about high school life nor friends or anything.. So sad that i want to cry for no particular reason, that i don't want people to interfere, that i don't want to care no more..*sigh*..Could someone set me free? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Notes&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Wanna watch movies through the net? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peekvid.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Last night the whole family: yes, my dad, mom, kuya &amp; I had a family talk. Since we are at the right age, we have to choose an outlook in our life in otherwords 'What kind of course are we gonna take?'. Both families in my dad and mom's sides have the Medical backgrounds, of course a big family of doctors and nurses. I think it's official now, nursing course is the choice both my brother and i have chosen (This is more likely a pressure of our parents since they are, after all, doctors.).&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/34942375-8992649884423424461?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8992649884423424461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8992649884423424461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8992649884423424461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8992649884423424461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/home-aloneagain.html' title='Home Alone...again'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-623713066100595474</id><published>2007-03-10T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:59:15.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;*`*Hey Guys! First and foremost of all i would like to thank God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you guys for your greetings..thank you for texting me, even through the chat, it surely mean alot to me. Fiona, Thank you so much i'm touched :)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*`*Alot of people are wondering why when it's my birthday i seemed to stick my butt in the chair and online all-day. Besides that i've spent my birthday with my family and dad came to my birthday..There isn't anything good to do so i surfed and surfed--even made fun of the webcam and taking some pictures and vids..hehehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are some pictures :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":P" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/2980/dandacr5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":P" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/161/dededebu6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":P" src="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/2032/wehehehehjc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":P" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/2007/mnmnmnmnvr9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":P" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/9112/bhbhbrm3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img alt=":P" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/4619/cdcdhm9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pakyut~!&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/34942375-623713066100595474?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/623713066100595474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=623713066100595474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/623713066100595474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/623713066100595474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-guys-first-and-foremost-of-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5590529158612867205</id><published>2007-03-09T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:00:53.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FCUK!!!! it's my freaking birthday tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;*`*Song bangin' my head today: "Girlfriend - Avril Lavigne" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I just discovered this while i was changing channels at the tv, i got caught up by it. even shared it to Kath.. \m/...&lt;strong&gt;AVRIL ROWKZ&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQ25-glGRzI" width="380" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*Day by day our teachers are filled up with the deliberations for the honor students, so each time a teacher steps in our class we are left to do seatworks or, even nothing at all (though it gives us the upper hand in listening to our iPods, mp3 players, chikahan with our classmates or sneak out the classroom) but as for me, i'm stuck in completing my notes in Religion, P.E/Health, Chemistry, arrrggghhhh..There are 2 weeks left to summer vacation and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;robot teachers are really working to the core. Even Jujang's a bit busy cause of the articles though, come to think of it Ma'am Ugep hasn't yet given me articles (yey me!). And now this morning i noticed that Mrs. Santos was up bloomy, she began smiling the whole day. I laughed alot when she ran out side, now what makes her run funny is back bounces (geez, i'm being bad again--i have to stop na..) I don't want to be stuck in the classroom with no one to talk to (though andyan naman sina Triccie at Hedy..arrggghhh, the hell with them) i got the pleasure of sneaking out the classroom alongside with Margie and went to the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;internet room since there was ABSOLUTELY nothing to do. We, later, got accompanied by &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Chad and begged me in &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;downloading songs of Lifehouse in his PSP: there were alot of photos of him, his family, and with Paula (awwww), funny thing though is that i found a video with him and his brother, i can't stop laughing since he was acting 'abnoy'. Later we were accompanied by Kath, Jeza, Ramon, Jazel, Paula (a bunch of juniors skipping class, haha just kidding). At the stroke of 12, Margie and I went back stairs to get our stuff and have our lunches and the rest is history :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;*`*Jamming session:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Yey! another jamming session in Musicians Corner. Good thing we dashed out of school, came in time and left the other bands (Cali, Radical) waiting, hehe this goes to say that girls are always on time and kept the guys waiting. Fiona just came in time when the band session was about to start, there were songs that i wasn't very familiar with and i just stroke the very thick strings of the Bass guitar. It was an unlucky day for Kath and Erika cause both of them accidentally broke one of the strings of the electric guitars. So, the only instruments left were the drums, another guitar, a bass guitar and the microphone: i was left hands-free while listening to them playing their part, i realized that Anaw is damn good in the Bass, Kath's pretty cool with the drums&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;*`*Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;The robot word kind of reminded me of Sir Colas, why you may ask. There was in one period when he wrote something at the board and saying it at the same time. The funny thing though is he spoke like a robot. It was a good laugh though. Even this afternoon, it was our Geometry class with the ever Sir Colas. We began teasing Sir Colas 'bout him 'Gwapo' hahahaha..I can't forget when he hold my hand during the class, ssshhhhh..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;We spent our whole morning there! hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Chad's CUTE, hehehe..i only realized it when i peeked into the files in his PSP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;It took us 3 hours to wait patiently for dowloading all 4 albums of Lifehouse..whheeww!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Unlike them i learned how to play guitar from my Mom and bass from my cousin, i used to take those summer workshops in playing piano when i was still very young till i stopped since we can't afford those anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;*Thank you guys for the greetings, wish i could spend my birthday with my friends but instead i have to spend it with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;*I am feeling &lt;strong&gt;Emo&lt;/strong&gt; but i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT EMO&lt;/span&gt;, just down that's all..and i'm not listening to Emo music right now, just the soothing songs of Michelle Branch.&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/34942375-5590529158612867205?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5590529158612867205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5590529158612867205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5590529158612867205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5590529158612867205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/fcuk-its-my-freaking-birthday-tomorrow.html' title='FCUK!!!! it&apos;s my freaking birthday tomorrow'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5873846885570856392</id><published>2007-03-04T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:47:13.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With You Fiona video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aBxRBNRd_I8" width="350" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With you - MYMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;Theres a promise it will go away&lt;br /&gt;What a joy, what a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;having you takes the sadness away&lt;br /&gt;With you everything seems to go my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;It will lift you up take you to the top&lt;br /&gt;Hold on cause it’s here to stay&lt;br /&gt;To help you get through the day&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a reason to the sound of that laugh&lt;br /&gt;Theres a promise of sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;What a joy found a friend in you&lt;br /&gt;having you takes away the blues&lt;br /&gt;With you everything seems to go my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa ra ra ra ra&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday Everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;`*Hehe, look what I've just made for one day--this is what I've been experimenting on lately and the heck of editing did i to it..Though i am tired of making this video (excruciatingly T-I-R-E-D), at least i did a pretty good job to it; it is as well dedicated to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theblackstring.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fiona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; after all. Oh and by the way, No one was harmed in the making of the film :P...Now it's time for me to catch some ZZZZzzzzzz...i mean eat my breakfast ^^. Hope you like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-5873846885570856392?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5873846885570856392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5873846885570856392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5873846885570856392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5873846885570856392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/03/gfdgfgdfgd-hfhhfhhf.html' title='With You Fiona video'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6899447359822081169</id><published>2007-02-19T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T18:15:44.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la lngz.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate myself..... :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6899447359822081169?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6899447359822081169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6899447359822081169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6899447359822081169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6899447359822081169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/mga-bagay-na-wish-mong-pwede-sabihin-sa_19.html' title='la lngz.....'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8022604769823931561</id><published>2007-02-19T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:15:23.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Mga bagay na wish mong pwede sabihin sa prof/teacher mo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Late ka nanaman, absent ka for today ! ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Ma'am, mali po kayo! minus 10 sa sweldo mo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Kaw nga kabisaduhin mo lahat to ng over-night, kayanin mo kaya?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"tumira ka sa bundok ng malaman mo kung bat ako late araw-araw?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Wag ka nga maingay.. di ko magets sinasabi ng katabi ko eh".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Kasama pa ba sa lesson yang sinasabi mo?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Wala akong naintindihan sa tinuro mo, sorry".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"Ma'am wag niyo hirapan yung test para hindi ka mahirapan gumawa ng questions".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;Source: Luisa's text msg...astej!! \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-8022604769823931561?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8022604769823931561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8022604769823931561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8022604769823931561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8022604769823931561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/mga-bagay-na-wish-mong-pwede-sabihin-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8564347447095937593</id><published>2007-02-19T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:16:32.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cccraaazzzzzyyyyy ddaaaayyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;@_@ It's a CRAZY day!!!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;This day wasn't any other typical day i had--It's the only day that i lose myself alongside with my seatmate, Ramon,..literally. In other words i began to act very 'odd' like kanina: i laugh endlessly without reasons..hahahahahahahhahhahahahahah..., i can't stop teasing or at least 'harming' Ramon (ta xa rin nabaliw, i guess i influenced Ramon...NAKA DRUGS KAMI! :P), it felt like adrenaline is taking over me, i talk nonstop, i can't stop singing Sir Mix Alot's 'Baby got back'....hehehe, &lt;em&gt;i like big butts and i cannot lie, you other brothers can't deny, when a girl walks in with an itty bitty face and a round thing in her waist you get sprung.... &lt;/em&gt;It only made my current mood to being hyper when i got embarrassed during our Filipino class. Haha, here's the story: Joy was holding this sort-of-like pin and began poking me and Fiam, and in every poke she makes i get the feeling of electric shock by that freaking needle though i can't stop laughing since Joy's laughs are much hilarious. And another thing, when it was MY turn to recite for a question/recitation in Filipino--i stand carelessly then to realize that Mrs. Sarmiento called Karizze instead of me, yeah i got embarrassed and then of course, Joy &amp; Fiam can't stop laughing but since i losing my mind i too laugh with them (shemay, i'm discouraging myself). And then it came when it was my turn to answer,--i wasn't prepared actually yet i borrowed Triccie's notebook for a cover-up answer (and i really don't understand that particular lesson) then spoke the wrong answer, huhuh. Not only that i got embarrassed, i got 0 score for the recitation--i really don't give a damn and it was later that i realize (when i came back to my senses) what i did was totally wrong. Worry not my readers, there is still a chance for me to gain that score back--unless Ma'am Sarmiento gives me another chance to recite for the Kabanata 12 (Noli Me Tangere). Hopefully i could pass the quiz tomorrow..AND be a normal person once again..the severe cause of my insanity is....ssseeeccccrrreeeettttttt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Gave Jazel a helping hand in reporting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yeah, i wouldn't mind giving Jazel a hand in reporting for tomorrow. Since she explained why she hasn't got enough self-esteem/confidence about reporting in front, she said that it really was her weakness in reporting. Ms. Ramos was kind enough for allowing me report alongside with her tomorrow. I suppose this reporting adds more to my daily work/ordeal *sigh*...it wouldn't hurt, won't it? at least i get an advancement in recitation..sort of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-8564347447095937593?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8564347447095937593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8564347447095937593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8564347447095937593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8564347447095937593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/cccraaazzzzzyyyyy-ddaaaayyyyyyy.html' title='Cccraaazzzzzyyyyy ddaaaayyyyyyy'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-437066891702095658</id><published>2007-02-18T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T18:10:15.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a state of confusion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Kung Hei Fat Choi!!!! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Song bangin my head today&lt;/strong&gt;: "Lil' Star - Kelis feat. Ceelo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Half way to the finishing touchs of the Diorama Project:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;At last! we are almost at the peak of finishing the project, all it needs are the castle and some finishing touches eheheh. At least the paintjob's done and it lacks at bit of structures and tiny people, haha maybe putting godzilla as a dragon might spice it up :P. kiddiinnggggg..Aside from that, there were seniors at school that time. They say that they were gonna do their project in Arts: Photography and themselves as the models. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Ain't running anymore, happy with that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's a good thing though that i was replaced since i really don't want to be part of their party cause they're nothing but a second rate, trying hard and copy cats. Even evesdrop when they were composing a song yesterday, i guess it's their theme song or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Hotel Rwanda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ten years ago, as the country of Rwanda descended into madness, one man made a promise to protect the family he loved--and ended up finding the courage to save over 1200 people. Paul Rusesabagina, a hotel manager in Rwanda, secretly used his position and intelligence to shelter over a thousand refugees during the genocide crisis. While the rest of the world closed its eyes, Paul opened his heart to prove that the human spirit can make us stronger than we’d ever imagine...I just watched the movie at Star Movies, i made me cry--ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;BGM: Everytime we touch - Cascada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still hear your voice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you sleep next to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still feel your touch, in my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Forgive me my weakness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I don't know why, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without you it's hard to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (chorus)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause every time we touch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I get this feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Can't you feel my heart beat fast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want this to last, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Need you by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can't you hear my heart beat so I can't let you go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Want you in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your arms are my castle, Your heart is my sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;They wipe away tears that I cry (i cry) the good and the bad times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've been through them all. You make me rise when I fall...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(chorus 2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was wondering around the Youtube site and i heard this song of one of the videos. I was caught by it so i had it to be my BGM.&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/34942375-437066891702095658?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/437066891702095658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=437066891702095658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/437066891702095658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/437066891702095658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-state-of-confusion.html' title='in a state of confusion...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-980899816541973341</id><published>2007-02-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T18:33:33.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*"ODD" dream.&lt;br /&gt;There are number of times when we had an unsual or at least disturbing dreams, some of them are made up from watching horror movies before going to sleep or thinking of things that are made up as a dream--or just plain disturbing. One night ago i dreamt of something very odd, everyone was there: my friends and almost everybody i knew from school, as long as i remembered it i was walking around the school like any other typical idling student would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;There were different groups of people, i sat with one of my friends but i went away since i had this 'uncanny' feeling about the atmosphere and the people whom i'm with, next thing i knew i was sitting near the gate by myself and making a pout like i was hella bored. There were a threesome passedby, a bunch of college studes, one of them was one of my friends (don't wanna mention the name, ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;This part is what makes it really WEIRD ). She was pregnant, her tummy was 12 cm long and her threads were mommy clothes. She approached me while texting, i asked her shockingly 'Oh my God, what happened.. who did this to you?!?' and she replied 'I know, it sucks!' then doing her texting again. The next thing i knew....i woke up. I got freaked out and didn't fall asleep. Let this be a lesson for those who don't want to have nightmares such as this one,...'Don't ever watch a freakin Horror movie before going to sleep'..(wait...what does horror have anything to do about pregnancy? Lol...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*The Symposium..regarding Marriage...really?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;I thought it was all about Marriage that was said by Sr. Althea, but it was all about Teenage issues--y'know, drugs, smoking, sex, etc. Got a lil bored so i just drew one of my classmates to kill time. It was very good though, i did learn ALOT from it..even from a serious boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*Me? running for treasurer?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In one particular afternoon, by that time i was hanging out with a bunch of sophies and Rainier at the lobby until it was 1--thinking that there was the talent showdown going on at the Gymnasium, i had to bash but i was stopped when Mrs. Stout (lol) called me. I got scared thinking that i had alot...ENDLESS lates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;, one more i could get &lt;strong&gt;suspended&lt;/strong&gt; for sure but i was at ease yet surprised when she told me that i was gonna run as treasurer in Jing's party and up against Veverly. On my way to the gym i bumped into Triccie, too ecstatic and excrutiatingly tired i told her the news and i guess the rest is history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I really can't say either i want it or not, i have to give it a shot since it would be oy Yeah, i guess i am part of Frances' party and not with Paula's, i know that there have been rumors &amp; gossips in-between the parties--those are just bullshits to make things complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOTTOMLINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: It wasn't as if i wanted to be running for that position, Frances chose me so. you got that? (haha, i won't eat you silly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*Spankin New Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Infatuated - Memphis Bleek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;nana by baby bash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;one wish by Mario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;How to touch a girl by Jojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;first time by lil corey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*`*Saturday (which is yesterday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday, we started making this diorama--Apan Project, hehe watching the Art Attack series do come in handy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;*Cramps!!!! it's killlllllllliiiiiiinnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg meeeeee...(0_o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-980899816541973341?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/980899816541973341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=980899816541973341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/980899816541973341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/980899816541973341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/liquid-dreams.html' title='Liquid dreams'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6123502550555544584</id><published>2007-02-07T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:29:46.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*`*This will just be a quick post, still have stuff to do pa eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Talent Showdown's tomorrow, good thing i practiced with Emily and without Triccie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Got my day ruined by my seatmate and i acted as if i was &lt;em&gt;suplada&lt;/em&gt;...(hhhmmppphh, cguro OK na rin pag bukas na, pag nde na ako badtrip sa kanya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Just ate the food that made me difficult to breathe again, and yeah--As of right now, i can't breathe properly..Pero don't worry, it's a bit temporary but it kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Anaw and I just saw Augusto in person, he noticed me, we had an unexpected eye contact.. I knew right away that he recognize me when i looked again at him, i acted stupid and started to ignore him, i heard voices at my back with his friends--i ran away with Anaw, laughing endlessly. And since then, i fear going outside the school premises..hahahaha..kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-6123502550555544584?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6123502550555544584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6123502550555544584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6123502550555544584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6123502550555544584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/quick-post.html' title='Quick Post'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7893050306339977038</id><published>2007-02-04T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:37:53.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna part...with her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Grow old with you - Adam Sandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I wanna make you smile whenever youre sad&lt;br /&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill get your medicine when your tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;br /&gt;Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss you&lt;br /&gt;Ill kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill need you&lt;br /&gt;Ill feed you&lt;br /&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed if youve had too much to drink&lt;br /&gt;I could be the man who grows old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;`*I fell in love with the song so i had to post the lyrics. It's from the movie 'Wedding Singer' though i haven't yet seen it cuz i guess it's from an 80's movie and Adam has a mullet and Drew has a short hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;`*Just watched this creepy horror movie in HBO last night, in the end of it...only one died--and that's a party pooper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;`*Timothy started calling me 'Nay' hahahahahaahahahahah...i guess that makes him my son-in-law, Why? well it's a long history and i don't want to repeat it. And i don't even know why or how did my number appeared to his cellphone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;`*Something's bothering me alot and no matter how many times i want to forget it, it seemed to find it's way into my mind--even to a tiny whole. (Oh geez, this is just like having wet dreams except you're half awake heheheh) Never stop reminiscing the past, i know from the back of my head that what matters is NOW. &lt;em&gt;So many things to do, so little time&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;`*Oh, my cousin just left Pangasinan and started to live on his own. Weehh, he's got his own life now..and i started to think..after all these (school, university, issues, puberty crisis) what would happen to me? what would my life be after i finish high school, in college? Of course there would be goodbyes and hellos but that's just it--it all ends there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When i was a kid, i never did expect to have an ambition of being a doctor--My mom was always been my role model and as i mimic everyday what she does at work or at home, that's just how it is--having doctors as your parents. When i reached high school, i knew that there were alot of open  doors to another and new ambitions: creativity skills --Fine Arts, Architecture, Painting. Yet people see me before as a doctor (someday), but now as an artist. And i couldn't even imagine myself carrying an easel  and as skillful as Vincent Van Gogh or Michelangelo for heaven's sake. Dad and my auntie wants me to be a nurse, the number one course for an instant access to another countries. If i am to be a nurse someday, then my level of standards would just be average--like other people and i don't want that. I want to be whatever i want to be but i really do consider the paths of my parents--for my own good and future. mom during her childhood days wanted to be a lawyer but her dad ( my grand daddy) insisted her to be a doctor and that's because during their time lawyers were such assholes and pretty much on the dark side (halatang star wars, hahaha). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Now that my brother's gonna be a graduate student ( i pretty much think that he would study Nursing and in Upang..hehe, well that's because our ancestors studied there), it's time for me to visualize my outlook in life while i am still in high school. And that leaves me, well...alone going to school and alone going home--i have to be used to it or else i'm stuck growing up with my brother alongside.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&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/34942375-7893050306339977038?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7893050306339977038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7893050306339977038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7893050306339977038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7893050306339977038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-wanna-partwith-her.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna part...with her'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-4998325709555546509</id><published>2007-02-03T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T16:55:21.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbrrrrr....it's damn cold...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*`*BBrrrrr,..i can't no longer stand this breeze-this so called 'cold front' has been an invasion in the Phil, but we Filipinos rarely felt this cold climate and well--make the best of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*`*Alot of things happened in the month of January although i never did got any time typing it all here. Actually there are just the big and small things, the Foundation days, saw Catherine again, Ferris wheel stories (iilang beses sumakay, iba't-ibang storya), had altercations with Fiona --but in the end, everything went fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;And now is the verge of the month of February, the lovapalooza month. I really can't have time in such nuisance, i have alot of things to do--STUDIES, priority is always a priorty for a stude. And &lt;u&gt;i'm good with my life without a boyfriend&lt;/u&gt;, maybe that's why they have termed it No Boyfriend Since Birth--NBSB. Though there are times that i encounter such fuss with guys, the very FIRST guy was in Elementary days, one and the only bastard in my freshmen year, there were a bunch suitors but all of them weren't the Mr. Right figure. And really, i don't need one right now (maybe in college..or in afterlife hahah, *knocks on the wall*)--time will come that Mr. Right will walk into my life (maybe pag 37 na ako), &lt;em&gt;never akong magiging widow noh! hahah &lt;/em&gt;i would be nun kung ganun nga. And i don't wanna end up in situations like Ruby Oliver (The Boyfriend List), crawling rumors and bastards made her life miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*Midterms are INCOMING, better load up by studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*Shet my ears hurt, not only that, there is this bandage stickied to my face..i don't wanna talk about it &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*Congrats to the newly confirmed peeps! hehe, you're now ready for marriage hahah. even though that i was SUPPOSED to be with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*I was supposed to be confirmed but when i asked my mom if i really did confirmed, she said yeah i did though i can't really remember. Time passedby i let the confirmation achuchu go along with it. And it was after the mass, the day of confirmation--I asked my mom again, &lt;em&gt;'Am i really confirmed mom? cuz i really can't remember a thing'&lt;/em&gt;..It turns out that my bro was the one confirmed and NOT me because i was too young at that time while mom was abroad and i really didn't know there was such a thing. Who to blame? i guess it would have to be moi and mom's friends--me because i wasn't aware of it, even for my own good.Her friends because mom told them to confirm me while we were still in Palau but i was too young for it DAW.&lt;strong&gt; Bottomline&lt;/strong&gt;: I didn't get confirmed...and that's BIG crap for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;BGM&lt;/strong&gt;: Grow old with you - Adam Sandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's supposed to be Edward Chun's &lt;strong&gt;Everything &lt;/strong&gt;but i can't find links. Nweiz, this song's pretty cute though.&lt;em&gt; I need you, feed you..even let you hold the remote control..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-4998325709555546509?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4998325709555546509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4998325709555546509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4998325709555546509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4998325709555546509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/02/bbrrrrrits-damn-cold.html' title='bbrrrrr....it&apos;s damn cold...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5638184440646127817</id><published>2007-01-22T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:49:09.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me away - Cristian Milan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*`*Another Shittie Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;hat's up with that?!? I and we, almost all bandies are freaking pissed off,.. &amp;!@#*&amp;amp;^!!!.... "+#$%!!!!, some even threw their guitar picks, banged the drums and screamed bad words. Ii really thought that we were gonna perform; all prepared and ready to strum the strings but what happened? In an instant the sounds were off, wires suddenly rounded up, thus ended the band performance. I mean, ang bastos ng ginawa nila--sa amin, sa mga 2nd yr at mga 4th yr din. Bigla bigla nalang tatangalin ang plug while the sophies were playing their song, hindi rin kami naka rehearse. Pati rin ang 4th yr, somebody pulled (on purpose) the plug for the sounds; sayang din ang binayad namin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;aaarggghh!!! after all that we've got the pleasure of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1'&lt;/span&gt;shot' at City Deluxe with Charmaine, Armely and Erika. Hehe, Erika treated us with our desired yums and yes, we can't stop talking about what happened at the band rehersal. I guess it stopped when Kuya Marlon approached us there by our table, telling us that they had no idea and also pissed off with the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;sounds thing. Well better luck on the variety show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ehe oh! by the way this afternoon was the only time that i got to practice with the Magandang Gabi musicale, i was a bit confused about the steps and the hand gestures but i guess mimicing the people around me would help me enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*`*Religion class with Sr. Althea:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I found a very interesting topic yet malice during our Religion class. Who ever thought that masturbating was against the 6th and 9th commandement? It felt like it wasn't religion class at all, like a combination of Health and Sex Ed. And other stuffs regarding that, but in the end i got bored and started texting while yawning at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. hehe, it's really not 'shot' na drinking, water ba! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;2.may topaks kasi eh,..buiset!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Shemay, the articles are now wanting from us the staffers. hehe, heto nanaman...Nu kaya ang theme ng gagawin ko?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Spongcola's &lt;em&gt;Nakapagtataka&lt;/em&gt; is been repeating on my mind all day long, LSS na ata toh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Need to reread the F&amp;amp;F book, something's not ringing the bell..i can't put my finger on it but i have to - to know the answers....again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Hhhhmmm, Thank you Kuya Monski for hearing me out and giving me those kind words. I appreaciate that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&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/34942375-5638184440646127817?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5638184440646127817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5638184440646127817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5638184440646127817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5638184440646127817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/take-me-away-cristian-milan.html' title='Take me away - Cristian Milan'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6314433853028969958</id><published>2007-01-21T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:20:20.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind it up - Gwen Stefani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, i changed my old template to 'Metamorphosis'. I just adore it and i also crave for butterflies. Across the room i hear the endeavoring musical scoring in the movie-Star Wars, and I'm here sitting at this humongous office chair, writing in this bloggie of mine since i'm dying from serious boredom. Thank God today is Sunday, a day for resting, not for one but for all people around this dilly-dally community. I feel like going out to entertain myself aside from being stuck here at home, but way to drowzy and bored: Well maybe a little later i might go out, after i finish this blog update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Let's start off with what happened yesterday (Saturday) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woke up very early indeed in the morning but still tucked in bed for all people care and since there was gonna be a another gig in MC i made myself go out of the house. Oh but before i bought &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;hosts first before going over and that's why i came late. I guess the gig was fun and all, got the chance to switch instruments and started swaying my hair like a wild animal but it was just a little moment that i tend to lose control. And my fingers hurt really bad after strumming the thick strings of the Bass guitar, well i guess i'm just a rookie to it. Anyways, after the gig, we had our lunches at Binalot beside the school; Kath and I went ahead to 2Upang since our mommies work there. Hung out with Kath a little while in an Internet cafe, and came back seeing third year high school studes hanging around the univeristy. The practice was tiring and from all that Triccie, Armely, Maeinra and I went to my mom's lounge area to relax and then went to the office of Kath's mom to unwind and retouch. The practice ended pretty well, as we went to City Deluxe [Erika's Birthday] to celebrate with her familia. Then went home all by myself, absent-mindedly forgot my shades- i handed them to Louise for safe-keeping but since we were all tired, it slipped out of my mind. Didn't ate dinner since i was stuffed with what i ate, called Armely for another telebabad [Either Armely or Maeinra] to talk to every night and then sleeping with zzzz's. I almost forgot, Mom went to back to Palawan again for work, *sigh* i miss the Last Frontier where i used to live. I miss the place that is away from lacerations, corruptions, or any crimes [Palau is pretty much far away from the urban life and city, so there isn't much traffics or anything-- keia ganun]. At night, mom was helping Kuya for his Physics project while i was on the lazy boy couch while watching the Sana Maulit Muli Marathon before going to sleep [wa kxe mgwa eh], i was amazed with what he did, he actually made a binocular out of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;mirrors and a cardboard box [mambilib lase,..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1. Actually, the scheduled Mass for us [STA] is on Jan 25, so i had to buy my assigned material with my other partner, Melanie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. There's a funny story happened in Upang when we [Kath &amp; I] were there. We went to mom's class and since it wasn't starting the both of us ended up sitting down at the very back seats of the room. And there mom was calling out for me, reaching out the 300 peso load. haha, so to my extent i reached out for it. It felt like walking the walk except being embarrassed infront of college studes that i don't even recognize. Of course, in every girl's nightmare would be embarrssing you infront of mom's friends or at least 'studes' for me: well i just got that funny nightmare along with Kath. Mom even mentioned bout Kath's mom being the Student affairs achuchu, then the students went 'Eh tawag na rin namin sa inyo Ma! ma'am! Ha-Ha-Ha'. Kath and I swore that we will never open this up again, but since that happened...we started to call each other 'Mama'...hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Still reading two books, to kill time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Non-stop listening to Rnb's, Rap, Rock songs,...it keeps the adrenaline going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Just watched Deuce Bigolow, it was hella funny :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Can't wait for Monday, hehe..cause something is gonna happen to Maeinra. [nde ako si Madam Auring!,..bzta meron mangyayri] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Ganda ng song ni Gwen Stefani - Wind it up. la lngz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&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/34942375-6314433853028969958?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6314433853028969958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6314433853028969958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6314433853028969958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6314433853028969958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/wind-it-up-gwen-stefani.html' title='Wind it up - Gwen Stefani'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-1501468105602084739</id><published>2007-01-14T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T10:45:56.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me baby - RHCP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Quick Recap on FRI:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;The Elimination was a success and everybody gets to be a part of it, Thank God that we Cali &amp; Encord have succeeded and a thousand thanks to all the supporters: the friends, the classmates, Musician's Corner, our t-shirts from UK (ukay-ukay. . .kidding), and to all the people who are part of it. TY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;Hehe, woke up pretty early and arrived pretty much late at school. No Classes or anything, just a practice for our FIELD DEMO, which is very excruciating when they keep on changing the steps which is totally a waste of time and effort. I got the sneak peak in looking at the gym, and saw 'fashion models' walking the walk at the stage, and at the corner saw dancers with the ever Ms. Cecile choreographing but we were just there standing while watching. I didn't really plan on practicing with 'em, so instead Anao, Triccie, Nath &amp;amp; Me decided to spent the day eating our lunches in Jolibee and hung out from my crib, in other words chill in at my house the whole afternoon. Good thing that i was in charge of my home since I'm very used to be home-alone, we watched the videos of Michael V. a.k.a. 'Bitoy' while the four of us lied down at the couch. When we were getting drowsy and bored, i played games with Anao in the PlayStation 1 while Nath &amp; Triccie were outside at the &lt;em&gt;kubo. &lt;/em&gt;Unexpectedly, Anao and I were secretly looking at them through the window and started jeering while gazing at them. So after that, Triccie and Nath cooked a pancit canton while all of us were talking to Maeinra on the speaker phone. All's pretty fun at the end when i ended up washing the dishes and utensils we used but it's ok, at least it's good to have friends over to dimish your loneliness at home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Currently listening to Red Hot Chili Pepper's 'Tell me baby'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Gotta take Ciara for a walk, ( it's a hobby! what do you expect? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;The Project in Apan really bugs me, gotta finish it asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Wanna see a &lt;strong&gt;"Jolibee scandal"&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3icOL_ISok"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt; LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Finally finished the boyfriend list. 0_o after all that, my mind is now devirginized. haha, too many images (you get the picture if you know what i mean). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;Books to read now are Forgive &amp;amp; Forget by Lewis Smedes and Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;I regret not buying the other book 'The purpose of fireflies' at NB, MOA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt; ...*sigh*... i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-1501468105602084739?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/1501468105602084739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=1501468105602084739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/1501468105602084739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/1501468105602084739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/tell-me-baby-rhcp.html' title='Tell me baby - RHCP'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-2826958730492916700</id><published>2007-01-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:45:53.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging by a moment,. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The very last and final day of our Press Con, it's so sad to end a very F-U-N four-day conference. *sigh* i'm gonna miss the time when i got to know the seniors better, actually spent the time with Justin, Lorena, Cups, Prex and Deo and experienced for once the challenge in the Regionals.This morning, instead of going along with the elem. guys to have breakfast, i hung out with 'Te &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;Michelle and gone shopping, bought a t-shirt for myself and a bunch of abubots for Te Mich. There was a mass and of course, being as a dominican stude or not, we had to attend it. The closing program and awarding begun, well as expected we lost (we should've gone to Mcdonalds instead!). Well, for me i'm really convinced that I lost. it's not like i really don't want it to happen, it's just it was really my first experience to undergo this kind of competition and it's OK to lose, at least it's the experience is what matters. Then the whole morning, all we actually did was eating chicharon and jeering. Actually on our way home, we weren't really that depressed: we were actually happy ( stupid isn't it? ) hehe, we just started a group conversation on the very back of the bus then started laughing, as if we cheered ourselves up. And there we are back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;1. During the awarding, Te Mich and I weren't pretty much doing anything: then suddenly we started to tease each other and playing little games just like sibs, we were really stupid: playing thumb wrestling, picturing ourselves with different expressions, do different hand gestures like twisting our fingers, laughing, she read my book (The Boyfriend list), we had a NORMAL conversations, teased each other, surviving from serious HUNGER. hehe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*`*Social Outcast... :'(  (TO BE CONT.)&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/34942375-2826958730492916700?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/2826958730492916700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=2826958730492916700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2826958730492916700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/2826958730492916700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/hanging-by-moment.html' title='Hanging by a moment,. . .'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8559680563213535131</id><published>2007-01-10T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T14:59:19.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuation of RSPC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*`*Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much the same as the yesterday but many of us left since they have no contests for this today. At &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;morning we arrived to MagTaking to have our breakfasts, then straight forward to the Sepnas for the competitions. We did went to CSI warehouse of San Carlos and i guess it was  small, much smaller. Hehe, by the way i did bought pasalubongs for the Yuarji and Kath, at least i remembered them while on a hectic competition over here. Anyways, it was nerve-wracking when Deo, Jaspher and me entered the mini-gym coz the room was filled with delegates all over the Region I, both first and secondary levels and surprisingly our lecturer is the ever Mr. Ponce, the same guy who teached us at the Press Con at school. Then the three of us went on our seperate rooms then begun with the competition. I met friends from the division contest before, some are in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;DCNHS, Mother Goose and, St. John. The topic for me, was quite difficult to picture. because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1. There was alot of options to portray the picture: Whether it may be a positive attribute or negative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2. It was combined with different situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3. I didn't know what to draw since i was nervously nerve wrackingly consciously insecurely worriedly (hah?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But i guess in the end what really matters is not to win, but to experience such oppurtunity to join, compete the contest, teamwork and to make friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;1. Something happened that i never expected it, when we arrived school the very first person that i faced was Sr. Goretti. But i was wearing a white t-shirt, as soon as i came out of the tricycle, my back part of the shirt went up, thus it exposed a bare part of my back. It was noticed by Sr. Goretti then she scolded me, of course i had to change my t-shirt but others (Parents, Personnels) saw the commotion. I was really embarassed. Lesson: Never wear something really inappropriate when running late, or you could get a serious pampering with the parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;2. Jc, whose from DCNHS is probably the friendliest person i've ever met. I say, this guy really is 'friendly', his approach was quite nice as we introduced ourselves for the second time: It started with a handshake then with the names.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&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/34942375-8559680563213535131?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8559680563213535131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8559680563213535131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8559680563213535131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8559680563213535131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/continuation-of-rspc.html' title='Continuation of RSPC'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-7006101358127912164</id><published>2007-01-09T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T18:34:31.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quotable Quotes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Sometimes we have to let go to see if there was something worth-holding onto"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It doesn't take a lot of strength to hang on, it takes a lot of strength to let go"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The greatest conflicts are not between two people but between one person and himself"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We have all been placed on this earth to discover own path, and we will never be happy if we live someone else's idea of life"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;I was reading an old issue of Reader's Digest in the library and it caught my eye, so i figured that i'd post it anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&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/34942375-7006101358127912164?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/7006101358127912164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=7006101358127912164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7006101358127912164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/7006101358127912164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/quotable-quotes-sometimes-we-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-6666744455188174162</id><published>2007-01-09T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T14:41:04.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excrutiation'/><title type='text'>So sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;*`*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Weeehh&lt;/span&gt;, it's been A LONG TIME since i updated my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bloggie&lt;/span&gt;. I can't even keep up the pace on the coming days because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RSPC&lt;/span&gt; in San Carlos City and other things that have kept me quite busy for some time now. But at least i found a time to do this anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;*`*Regional Press School Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Let's start of the day with Monday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jeje&lt;/span&gt;. All of us, the delegates are ecstatic for coming all the way to San Carlos. Spent the whole morning reading books regarding Journalism and cartooning for me along with Justin and Lorena, but instead we just chat and talk about our classmates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Had our recesses and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lunches early and we left the school with goodbyes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;goodlucks&lt;/span&gt; from Kathleen, Charmaine and other people i forgot to mention. But as we arrive there, the schedule was fixed thus the opening program is now in Tuesday. It's like we arrived there for no reason at all and had a joy ride for fun. Returned to school feeling really tired from going all the way from there and here, even so i attended the History/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Apan&lt;/span&gt; class since Justin was persisting me to attend anyway but when it was Health class i left the room already and rested at the library while reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lockhart's&lt;/span&gt; 'The Boyfriend list'. Accompanied by Lorena and Kathleen after that, spent the time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Armely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;1. There's a story happened during lunch with Lorena. While on our way to the library to assemble with the other guys, i challenged myself in swallowing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mefenamic&lt;/span&gt; acid tablet (for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dysmenorrhea&lt;/span&gt;)  without water but i end up as if i was choking to death.Then begged water from Lorena, 'Hindi ka rin weird noh' Lorena said to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;2. 'The Boyfriend List' by E. Lockhart. one of the books i bought in National Bookstore, Mall of Asia. It was when we had our vacation in Manila but just for one day. Spent the time window shopping with my cousins, then ended the day when me, kuya &amp; mom stayed at the hotel and roamed around the baywalk. The following day we were on our way to SM San Fernando, unexpectedly i saw Charlyn with her dad &amp;amp; bro: I say, It is quite a coincidence seeing her there. And the rest was history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;*`*Tuesday( which is now): We arrived late in the morning, . .Again. Wore the red batch t-shirt and pants with the other delegates and went our way to San Carlos City. FINALLY!!!, jeje. I've seen familiar faces when we were there, some from St. John, Mother Goose, and Ednas. Then it was the Parade, it was really excrutiating i must say. Justin and I were complaining from the tiring 'hunger strike' cause we were hungry as animals haha. After that excrutiiiaaattttiiinnnngggg walk, the opening program started with endless dance numbers and introductions from officials and other people i don't seem to care. We killed our time while looking for pasalubongs with cups (Cristine), Prexylou and Jujang hehe and so far i think i'm gonna be spending again. Then had our lunches in Mag Taking school and went all the way back to school. And now as i type on this, i'm surfing the net with Kuya Daryl, Amadeo, and Jespher while singing My Chemical Romance's 'Welcome to the Black Parade'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&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/34942375-6666744455188174162?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6666744455188174162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=6666744455188174162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6666744455188174162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/6666744455188174162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-sick.html' title='So sick'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-911771115005140657</id><published>2006-12-31T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:13:42.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, . .It's a start of something new. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*`*Start of something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah yes, another year has ended and starting on a new journey to the year 2007, the year of the pig. People as we know have started to make resolutions to have a new and convalescent year, to change for the better, to forget bygones that haunt in our minds and so much more. New years  indeed have been very ecstatic and we are settled for what the future may compel. But now, things have been monotonous. My so-called blood relatives celebrated the new year in Sta. Barbara, leaving my side of the family here in Dagupan.We were on our way home when they raided our house and took the fireworks from us, the nerve aarrgghh. Even if we had a quiet new year, i still have my mom &amp;amp; kuya. . . &lt;em&gt;.to be cont.&lt;/em&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/34942375-911771115005140657?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/911771115005140657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=911771115005140657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/911771115005140657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/911771115005140657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-year-its-start-of-something-new.html' title='New year, . .It&apos;s a start of something new. .'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-4431958871298397931</id><published>2006-12-21T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:06:34.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopped Christmas Gifts till i drop. .jejeje. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*`*Finally! the exams are finished and it's time to party everyone!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today after the exams, i met up Anaw (oh btw, unat na ngayon ang hair niya. No more curly tops, hello Flat tops! hahaha lol) and Kath, surprisingly i got a peak in the year book of class 2005-2006. Yes, the batchmates of &lt;em&gt;lui hui gui law lawi pochi bear gummi bear&lt;/em&gt;, in short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.psychoticfreakdeviant.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Luisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;. They had weird faces and poses. So Kath and I had a little fun in laughing their faces off, *evil laugh* oh dear me, i lost control hahaha. After all that fuss, i didn't intend to clean help out my classmates in cleaning the classroom, i'm just tired of taking those perplexed exams.  So i ended up waiting for the others to finish while making fun out of the photographs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*`*Here we go again, an argument between Nath &amp; Triccie. We dashed to Jollibee without knowing Nath went to the mall,  Nath looked pretty scary and evil when he looked at me eye-to-eye ( weehhh i wannna crryyy &gt;.&lt; ) cause i didn't received his calls while i was eating lunch with Anaw, Triccie &amp; Rose Ann. And the argument went on and soon ended while me and Anaw shopping for abubots. It was a coincidence when we saw fellow Dominicans buying for presents, hehe alot of juniors indeed and unexpectedly. .we saw the mother superior of our school along with Super Mario doing groceries.  All of us shopped and went to the other mall, Nepo except now we got seperated; Nath, Anaw &amp; I were the only ones left. We also saw Anaw's sister along with her friends, our feets got tired while walking around the whole mall until it was 5 o clock. I got home carrying the stuff i bought and a cake for tomorrow, but i didn't stop there. I still went out to the very last mall in Dagupan, CSI warehouse but now alongside with my bro. Thank God, i bought all the necessary things i need for tomorow, what else? more presents hehehe to be honest i haven't bought anything for myself, yeah i resisted those shades while window shopping. I guess it's what Ma'am Santos said 'It's better to give than to receive'. I bought presents for Mel (buloy), Charmaine (orachiks), and of course, Fiona. Hehe, gawsh i spent alot of money without even realizing it is, no more shopping for me till next month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*`*ACCIDENTALLY injured my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sh*t! i really didn't expect this to happen. Alas, covered with bandages but the pain was like hell. I was helping our yaya, to make Kuya's BBQ but then i accidentally pierced my finger with the tip of the stick. Then another,  while opening a plastic of wrappers, the scissors slipped and left a little scratch at my palm. It hurts, is this Karma or by coincidence?&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/34942375-4431958871298397931?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4431958871298397931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4431958871298397931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4431958871298397931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4431958871298397931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopped-christmas-gifts-till-i-drop.html' title='Shopped Christmas Gifts till i drop. .jejeje. .'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-8494749279726433163</id><published>2006-12-20T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:15:24.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ Heto nanaman ♫ - Ryan Cayabyab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/212/b/7/Love_A_Lot_Bear_by_capsicum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand" height="356" alt="" src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/212/b/7/Love_A_Lot_Bear_by_capsicum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;▌▌Nyehehe, . . .well i called her Bear &amp; i'm so happy  ▌▌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*`*BTW, my BGM now is Celine Dion - Come to Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For a change naman, i'm not the type na stick to one genre lang. I'm into any kind of music, but for now i'd choose mellow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kj7.host.sk/celine_dion/come_to_me.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Click Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; for the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*`*Exams. . .success or doom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jejeje, i can't wait for the exams to end alright. Even helped Sr. Althea to check the testpapers, alongside with the sophies &amp; us ; a brady-bunch of juniors. I haven't studied much lately, infact i think i focus too much on the blissful day of Christmas, better snap out of it or else i will wake up facing the pavement. But whenever i read a book, my mind begins to daydream. Certain fantasies i often imagine, whether it may be a comical scenes or rather,  sweet moments.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*`*Forgive &amp; Forget by: Lewis Smedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm currently reading a book, entitled F&amp;amp;F. I was caught up when i saw the book placed at the corner of our little library during dinner. Anyways, it's quite interesting actually. What forgiveness might do to other people, how our hatred and actions affect other people and how forgiveness is hard to do. I'm still reading it though, i'll make a summary sooner or later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*`*The incoming RSPC in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gawsh, there are only few weeks until another adventure at San Carlos City. The Regional Schools Press Conference, there are only a few of us in secondary level left &amp; a whole company in the grade school level. I don't know if i'd either be staying there or commute myelf back and forth just to feel the presence of home sweet home. I think would be nice to stay there but i, i mean we have to sacrifice the life upbringing there, the way things living are. It is also good to stay home and go all the way back there, although i would be missing my friends and those classses at school. I wish no one could ever burst the bubble like what happened 2 years ago, past is past though i won't bring it up anyway. And if ever i would be staying there, i hope that someone would text me while i'm gone away with the other delegates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Merry Christmas Ev'rybody!!! And a Prosperous New Year to y'all!!!&lt;/strong&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/34942375-8494749279726433163?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/8494749279726433163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=8494749279726433163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8494749279726433163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/8494749279726433163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/12/heto-nanaman-ryan-cayabyab.html' title='♪ Heto nanaman ♫ - Ryan Cayabyab'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-4666740067465458842</id><published>2006-12-16T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T17:25:32.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shemay! jajaja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*DECEMBER NA! MERRY CHRISTMAS &amp; A HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!!*`*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*It's been a while since i've last posted in my blogspot, but anyhow i'm back! jejeje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*First &amp;amp; the Last Warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My goodness, my tardiness indeed has overcome me. Although in the past we never get to be late until the onset of our moving to another year, i guess now that when we get older we tend to take baths a &lt;em&gt;little longer&lt;/em&gt; &amp; spend &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; time fixing up infront of the mirror, jeje. I was surprised when Mrs. Valle pat a part of my uniform telling me to enter the coordinator's office, i was calm &amp;amp; worried at the same time ( &lt;em&gt;anu un? &lt;/em&gt;). Alas, she gave me &amp; my bro the very First &amp;amp; Last warning indeed. . .that means one more slip, then i'm suspended *gulp!* And i now realize that there have been certain things that i have done now than before, like skipping classes, idling while the ever boring teacher is discussing and spend my time looking at the mirror, freshen up. I guess, evil indeed, took over me and done unbearable things. Now that i have realize them from the KJ History teacher (for me, that teacher maybe turned into a paranoid-psychopathic teacher but her angst made me snap to realize all those awful things because of giving me the lowest grade i got from her, BUISET!!! &gt;.&lt; ), i started to fix what i have destroyed before starting from my studies, i really flunked now almost all of my subjects especially the complicated mathematical 'Geometry'. .jejejeje. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*Bible Service. . .whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yeah right, who in the right mind made the idea of creating a bible service would be easy in the first place?. .try thinking songs for the theme 'forgiveness' made our heads exploded from brain-storming. I for one, starting to dislike Religion. it's not that it's difficult to acknowledge it's values &amp; religious commandments, it's just that. . .All those freaking things given to us are really HARD, 'nuff said. I even done the typing the written output first than eating my lunch yesterday, jeje talk about being late and so i asked Nath to accompany me to eat my lunch and gave the papers to the leader, Jazel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*Ate Mel to the RESCUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jejeje, both of them call me 'ate mel' ( i don't know why though) jeje, i'm not a superhero. .i'm just a peacemaker :P. This how the story goes, Anao &amp;amp; Maeinra had a fight, misunderstandings, angsts and other cliches. And they were gonna have a talk in one afternoon, but both didn't want it to happen so i came in the picture and insisted to make them have the heart to heart conversation. They were exchanging letters, (written by them to diminish their anger from each other) both of them, of course, confronted and started talking seriously. .soon after that, tears came flowing down &amp; reasons start to pour out. But what i did was standing there and accompany them until the sun sets until it was 6 o clock. Shockingly, the nun/superior saw the three of us crying by the corner but no worries since she only ask why we were ther in the first place. And thus, i left the both of them to give privacy &amp;amp; understanding. The following day, they're fine na ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*Man of the House, my uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The man who came all the way to Phil to celebrate Christmas with his siblings and with his &lt;em&gt;pamangkins, &lt;/em&gt;not only that but also attending the DS Alumni batch '81. I guess that's why our teacher was shocked when she saw an old student of hers to look like a very big man than before. Since my mom went back to Palau for work again, thus Uncle Sherry is the man of the house, our sweet giant ^^ &amp; Santa Claus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`*A Saturday in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jeje, i went to school today for our project in Chem. sadly, only few came like the 4 of us. And the other group members and today the Seniors had to do the Community Service by cleaning the different areas at School, geez talk about being industrious. Jejeje, Jujang, Jamy, Joy, Karizze, Frances, Cecilia and I had our lunches at Binalot, jejeje there we get to talk about our ecrutiating teachers, hectic sched cause of the incoming exams next week and other crazy topics like what would we look like when we had our Alumni, ahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/079/a/2/CONTEST__bunny_tattoo_design_by_teepoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/079/a/2/CONTEST__bunny_tattoo_design_by_teepoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*`* She called me Bunny,. .jejeje. .bat nga ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Song bangin' mah head today: 'Hanging by a moment by: Lifehouse'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Desperate for changing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Starving for truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Closer where i Started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Chasing after you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm falling even more in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;letting go of all i've held onto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm standing here until you make me move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;forgetting all i'm lacking completely incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'll take your invitation you take all of me now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm falling even more in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;letting go of all i've held onto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm standing here until you make me move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm hanging by a moment here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm living for the only thing i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm running and not quite sure where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i don't know what i'm diving into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;just hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;there's nothing else to losenothing left to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;there's nothing in the worldthat could change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;there is nothing elsethere is nothing else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Desperate for changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Starving for truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Closer where i Started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Chasing after you&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/34942375-4666740067465458842?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/4666740067465458842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=4666740067465458842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4666740067465458842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/4666740067465458842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/12/shemay-jajaja.html' title='Shemay! jajaja'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-5085694173535711796</id><published>2006-12-02T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:46:55.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tensions uprising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/018/2/6/Mug_the_Pug_by_WickedNox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/018/2/6/Mug_the_Pug_by_WickedNox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*&lt;em&gt;Awwwww! doesn't he look adorable? i want a pug for Christmas hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*Opinion from Bez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It happened in the afternoon, last Thursday. I didn't had lunch since i wasn't in the mood and i took a rest since I've stickied my eyes in front of the PC the whole morning. ( I wasn't skipping class, it's because there was nothing to do in there since half of the class was present). Anyways i guess i was all by myself that time, waiting for someone to talk to. Good thing that Bez came, we were like sibs hehe, i'm his little sis &amp;amp; he's my big bro. We talked about the fuss - 'field trip got cancelled', i asked him: 'Bez, Was it for the best that the field trip got cancelled? or not?' he answered 'Of course it is!' i was surprised when he gave me a direct answer. 'It's too dangerous, what would happen if the billboards in Manila would fall down, there would be accidents.' I answered 'yeah, but we are in the protection of the nuns and teachers'. But he replied 'Even so, what if someone died in an accident, what would the nuns do? pray? all they will be doing is praying and the teachers panicking. Praying cannot bring the dead back to life, and that's how the way things are',.. Wow, i didn't realize that he could come up with a solid answer to convince me. I guess it's nice to have someone much older than you to give out advices and opinions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*Project Runway season 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just can't believe that Keith would cheat that way, he is so talented but why does he still need those Fashion how-to books, too bad though since he's cute but nasty. b0ut Angela, i just hate when she makes those flowery buttons. She's more like the gypsy type/paranoid, i guess that's why the other contestants are insecured about her work. Bradley, Bradley, Bradley...he's no good at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*`*Anonymous texters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lately there have been numerous numbers texting me, i don't know one of them. If ever you're one of them, please make an intro ty!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;s0nG bAnGin' mAh hEaD t0dAy: Chrisitina Milian - Am to Pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somebody hit the lights, so we can rock it day and night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;People getting’ down, that’s right, from AM to PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everybody lookin’ like stars, all the chicks and the fellas in the bars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All of y’all bumpin’ this in your cars, from AM to PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everybody wanna get down when you hear the sound and you bump the beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now when you’re driving in your four by four and you turn this up on your stereo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whether day or night, non-stop you’ll play, and you know you still want more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So find a honey that’s standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From the front to the back let’s go, hear this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ChorusOoooooh, yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everybody in the club c’mon keep bobbin’ your head now to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You got the beats and breaks and your body shake, and we’re doin’ it all night long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Any time or place, any place or time, no we don’t need no sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So find a honey that’s standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From the front to the back let’s go, hear this. Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From the front to the back c’mon and bob your head, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No we don’t need no sleep, all night we rock that beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So you know what to do, just make it move and make it move, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So find a honey that’s standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From the front to the back let’s go, hear this. Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chorus 2x &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/34942375-5085694173535711796?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/5085694173535711796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=5085694173535711796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5085694173535711796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/5085694173535711796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/12/tensions-uprising.html' title='Tensions uprising'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-9218546864354593367</id><published>2006-11-30T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:38:24.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatta day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*`*FIELD TRIP,...&lt;strong&gt;CANCELLED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wow, this is such a bummer. We didn't expect these things to happen suddenly, stpped by an incoming typhoon in Manila. But what the heck, rain isn't gonna stop is, but it did when a parent prevented this to happen. Too afraid to send her kids to the trip when she watched the news about 'the incoming typhoon in Manila that has the signal no. 1'. Then she called the school and talked to the directress and thus conlcuded that the field trip moved in dec .7, kinda similar to the song 'My Stupid Mouth'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Stuck with the duo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't stand their fights, their cuddly talks and sweet laughs. I'm always stuck with them, everywhere i go they're with me yet i know i can't stop them since the girl tends to hang out with me. And here i am typing this with a fight going on. Now the guy's crying like a baby and the girl actin like nothing happen, and then things worked out and right now they're talking like sweethearts and teasing each other while listening to the ever glamourous 'Vanessa Hudgens', o00h her songs sound so good, i mean EVURE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*There are multiple puzzles to solve today -- you need to stay solution-oriented&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yyeeeaaahhhrrryyyyttt, like how the hell am gonna fix complex problems??..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;s0ng bAngin' mAh hEad toDay: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tibok ng Puso - MYMP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kung sinabi mo noon ako'y iyong mahal&lt;br /&gt;di sana ay tayo na ang nagkatuluyan&lt;br /&gt;at sinabi ko noon ikaw ang mahal ko&lt;br /&gt;ito'y tapat at may dalang walang hanggang pangako&lt;br /&gt;ngunit di nagkatotoo&lt;br /&gt;may iba kang nakita&lt;br /&gt;kaya't nakapagtataka&lt;br /&gt;ba't ako'y hinahanap mo pa&lt;br /&gt;kung tayo'y magkikita muli&lt;br /&gt;pwede bang magtanong sayo&lt;br /&gt;ang tibok ba ng puso mo'y nagbago&lt;br /&gt;kung sinabi mo noon ikay may pagtingin&lt;br /&gt;di sana ay wala ng makakapaghadlang sa atin&lt;br /&gt;nung sinabi ko noon na ikaw lang ang mahal&lt;br /&gt;ang nasa isip ko ito'y magtatagal&lt;br /&gt;ngunit di nagkatotoo&lt;br /&gt;may iba kang nakita&lt;br /&gt;kayat nakapagtataka&lt;br /&gt;bat ako'y hinahanap mo pa&lt;br /&gt;kung tayo'y magkikita muli&lt;br /&gt;pwede bang magtanong sayo&lt;br /&gt;ang tibok ba ng puso mo'y nagbago&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/34942375-9218546864354593367?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/9218546864354593367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=9218546864354593367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/9218546864354593367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/9218546864354593367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/whatta-day.html' title='whatta day...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116473001053951908</id><published>2006-11-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:00:40.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..I'm never speaking up again, starting now,...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Laftrip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after we had our lunch, we do almost the same routine day after day; we ate our food then we dash to the gymnasium as our tambayan as well as the other year levels'. Except that i have to place my humongous lunch bag near the lobby so that it wouldn't be such a burden being carried around where i'm going, yeah so i am on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And yeah, i get to hang out with my daughter, Ariane. hehe, not litterally but i call her that cause she called me 'ma'..hehehe, i guess that's how it is. Nweiz, we surfed the net and eventually anak found this chinese speaking thing, we laughed our asses when we pretended to be Chinese. hehehe,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOW TO SPEAK STUDIO YIDDISH&lt;br /&gt;Learn Chinese in 5 minutes (You MUST read them out loud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) That's not right- Sum Ting Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Are you harboring a fugitive?- Hu Yu Hai Ding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) See me ASAP - Kum Hia Nao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) Stupid Man - Dum Fuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) Small Horse Tai Ni Po Ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6) Did you go to the beach? Wai Yu So Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7) I bumped into a coffee table Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8) I think you need a face lift Chin Tu Fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9) It's very dark in here Wao So Dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10) I thought you were on a diet Wai Yu Mun Ching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11) This is a tow away zone No Pah King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12) Our meeting is scheduled for next week Wai Yu Kum Nao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13) Staying out of sight Lei Ying Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14) He's cleaning his automobile Wa Shing Ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15) Your body odor is offensive Yu Stin Ki Pu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16) Great Fa Kin Su Pah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*FINALLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's here, there are only few hours left to a prestigious exploration called "FIELD TRIP". hehe, some have left, even skipped classes just to buy junk foods, buy new sandals for the trip. And still after the dismissal, i went to the library for downloading my long-awaited songs hehehehe. Not being a party-pooper, i'm not yet excited. Why? it's just simple, one word indeed"SHOPPING" nyahaha, i SO love shopping eh. Here i am blogging and more blogging, hehehe. I can't stand the feud between Nath and Triccie, they're so noisy that i couldn't stand listening to them.. SHAD DAP!!!...heheh, gotta go guys, next stop...TU DA MOLL!!!&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/34942375-116473001053951908?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116473001053951908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116473001053951908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116473001053951908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116473001053951908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-never-speaking-up-again-starting.html' title='..I&apos;m never speaking up again, starting now,...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116452711651955078</id><published>2006-11-26T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T15:45:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniff..sniff..and other cliche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/334/8/6/KH2___Stitch_meets_a_Moogle_by_maniac086.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/334/8/6/KH2___Stitch_meets_a_Moogle_by_maniac086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; *`*The poor Moogle,..huhuhu. naughty stitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/300W/i/2003/47/8/1/warriors_in_a_cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/300W/i/2003/47/8/1/warriors_in_a_cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; *`*Awww, doesn't it look cute?..hehehe. I just felt like posting it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*`*Learn to appreciate your mothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was dumstrucked with what i read in that text message from mom, i can't stop crying that even my classmates noticed it. Even on my way home from school, i still continued as i sleep. She always makes me cry even from a single scold ever since i was a child (infact still i am). She always strucks the weak side of me, leaving me on my knees and cry. We were talking about chores at home, like doing the laundry. But i declined in doing those things. but she said in that text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Don't feel that i want to make things hard for you, &lt;em&gt;anak&lt;/em&gt;. Skills like these will be very useful as you traverse this college of life. Learning and appreaciating the value of hard work are virtues that will serve you well, now, tomorrow, and in the future when you will be on your own without me by your side. Remember these words from your loving mom. I love you very much, &lt;em&gt;anak&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; But she wasn't scolding me at all, she was expressing her unconditional love to me.  I cried and i cried, 'What kind of daughter am i? Why did i not realize that she still care? Why did i avoid her in times of her heed?' Realizing that i have grown a day older but still feeling young at heart, i still need my mother by my side. I can't go on, i'm also crying as i tap on this..&lt;em&gt;sniff.sniff..&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe when i'm in college, i might stay here in Dagupan just to stay close to my mom who love me &amp; my brother so dearly. Now i understand what its like to let go of their mom, that no matter what we became or  how distant we are to them, they love us so much. Love you mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*It Used to be&lt;/strong&gt; by Melanie Christy Bacareza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It used to be --&lt;br /&gt;That my name filled your heart&lt;br /&gt;That I filled your thoughts;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be --&lt;br /&gt;That you even serenaded me&lt;br /&gt;Your face always with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes beaming and all aglow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you’ve changed&lt;br /&gt;Wherefore is the warmth of your love?&lt;br /&gt;The one you promised would never end?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t it that you always seemed to sense&lt;br /&gt;The fragrance of flowers, the sway of the wind;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t it that you used not to care&lt;br /&gt;The ticking of the clock as time flew by . . .&lt;br /&gt;Enamored as you were.&lt;br /&gt;But now the ardor and sweetness of your love has gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do you still have need of my love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be --&lt;br /&gt;That my word was your shelter and strength&lt;br /&gt;That made you unwavering amidst trials;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be --&lt;br /&gt;That you always spoke of me to friends&lt;br /&gt;With much warmth and enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that it has now turned so cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know it but I am hurting&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you disregarded my love&lt;br /&gt;Come near me, for I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am waiting . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dear Lord, I was blinded by a deceitful world&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;From now on, this life of mine I offer to Thee&lt;br /&gt;Make use of me, just like before&lt;br /&gt;The way it used to be,&lt;br /&gt;The way it should be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116452711651955078?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116452711651955078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116452711651955078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116452711651955078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116452711651955078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/sniffsniffand-other-cliche.html' title='Sniff..sniff..and other cliche'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116439464213380079</id><published>2006-11-24T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:57:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*yAwn..sUmMer bReeZe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*`*Music r0wkin 0n mAh hEad t0day: 'Come to me - P. Diddy feat. Nicole Shcerzingger'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*`*DS BLU HAYTS' FIRST ISSUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Finally! After a long awaited days, hours minutes and seconds it's finally here.  Yeah the Layouts are good, it's more &lt;em&gt;kulay&lt;/em&gt;ful heheh. Aside from the layouting, the articles are good especially in the feature &amp; literary sections. Our Dominican School Blue Hights (DSBH) adviser made us distribute those bunch of newspapers, and we roamed around the school premises knocking on the class' doors and hand-out those papers. hehehe, tired as we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116439464213380079?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116439464213380079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116439464213380079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116439464213380079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116439464213380079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawnsummer-breeze.html' title='*yAwn..sUmMer bReeZe'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116404651083176648</id><published>2006-11-21T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:15:11.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a crappy day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*`*I DARE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha, i had cold chills from my spine and i can't sleep at night because of this. It's already 12:20 in the morning, as i surf the net like i always do. No one could ever stop me, everyone's asleep now. A site came to my mind about the Girl from hell hotline, hence testing my courage and to write a certain 'revenge'. As i surf to find the GFH hotline sites, i was surrounded by darkness and the Hell Girl is watching,.yeah right. I got freaked out when i first opened the first site in Animax, even though you have to wait til' midnight just to take a peek in that creepy site. What a laugh, it wasn't i expect it to be (See for yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animax-asia.com/girlfromhell"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; you still have to wait 11:34 pm to 2 am). whew!. . .clicked this and clicked that, i saw another post from anonymous forums that he/she saw a site that looks exactly the same as the GFH Hotline. Yeah, i clicked it and saw the exact page from the anime along with the japanese characters.  I'm still a scaredy cat though so i didn't bother or typing  any grudges (Well if you want to see it for yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://honk.nexgam.de/jigoku/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; ) Of course the smart ass i am, i had a little 'FUN' at the GFH hotline in Animax. I typed different names and started typing grudges, mostly the gov't officials (too sophisticated) oh yeah! i remembered the most hated person at school but i can't expose the name. Instead, let's name it 'MARIO' *evil laugh*. yeah i typed a whole paragraph of it and still on going. I said stuff like 'that person made each and everyone's lives miserable. bla bla bla,..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*`*Alone...Alone...Alone...Alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shucks, i'm not that lonely. It's just that my bro's on their class retreat and i have to go school by myself. I really need to get used to being isolated now that i am a junior stude, coz i know that sooner or later my bro's gonna be in college, leaving me at our Alma mater. But i know from the back of my head nothing lasts forever. There would come to a point of our lives to move on and facing the unfair world as we grow old. Keeping our feet from the ground as punches of reality hit us..  but fear not, for He is here to guide us. We still have a bright future waiting to be unfold, and let Him do the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*`*Book Fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I didn't expect that a book fair would be existed, i love books and i wanna be a bookworm, hahaha. well, i'm just a wanabe i guess. Nweiz, The Book Fair at school was invaided by endless elementary studes, and we also linger around the book fair. Alot of books are so good that i didn't know what to buy, yet i know there are still books kept hidden (well, i guess they are saving the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;LAST&lt;/strong&gt;). So i kinda bought some books instead, sure it made a huge amount to be subtracted in my allowance but at least i can benefit from books, ayt? after all 'we never stop learning, esp. from books'. I bought two books entitled: 'World's dumbest signs, adds and newspaper headlines' coz i wanna exercise my funny bones and a good laugh,HA. and 'back from the divide' and i already started reading it. They say that it is already the 2nd trilogy, but i don't care. but what the hey, the cover is cute. haha!..just like i said 'When you got it, you flaunt it'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*`*WHAT THE?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It was already 5:30 pm, and i was about to go home when a friend of mine approached me. We really aren't that close but we are getting along very well. She really is open to me, ever since i started talking to her. Anywho, she kept telling me about problems regarding conflicts between friends but she only told me the headline of it and the rest tomorrow, and i was surprised how i am connected to it or they knew something about me.  I was shocked when my name popped out, along with other 2 names. I really need to get the bottom of this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Nothing will happen until you start believing in your possibilities&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wow, what an interesting quotation. ^^&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/34942375-116404651083176648?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116404651083176648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116404651083176648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116404651083176648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116404651083176648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-crappy-day.html' title='What a crappy day..'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116392896290654694</id><published>2006-11-19T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T18:08:04.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Disaster V 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Stupid Mouth - John Mayer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My stupid mouth, Has got me in trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said too much again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To a date over dinner yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I could see she was offended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She said well anyway...Just dying for a subject change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, its another social casualty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Score one more for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could I forget? Mama said think before speaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No filter in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, whats a boy to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess he better find one soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bit our lips. she looked out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I played a quick game of chess with theSalt and pepper shaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I could see clearlyAn indelible line was drawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between what was good, what just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slipped out and what went wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, the way she feels about me has changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for playing, try again.How could I forget? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama said think before speakingNo filter in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, whats a boy to do? I guess he better find one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im never speaking up again. it only hurts me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Id rather be a mystery than she desert me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Im never speaking up again.Starting nowOne more thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is it my fault? So maybe I try too hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But its all because of this desireI just wanna be liked, I just wanna be funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks like the jokes on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So call me captain backfireIm never speaking up again it only hurts me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Id rather be a mystery than she desert me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Im never speaking up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Caught up in the Middle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was never meant to happen, i am on the breaking point of my total madness. But i know what i have is angst, waiting to punch someone without hesitations. How willing i am to leave and forget all the things have happened, i would just consider it as an old memory. I have nothing else left in there except sharing and touching lives with them. But i keep on holding back, as if my next step is stuck on the ground. Another side of me is stepping back to an unthinkable reality awaiting. I really can't blame the way things are supposed to be, cause people change for a reason. I talked to a friend of mine, Ramon with this move i'm making. He kept on insisting i won't but still it only made me urge to make the move for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Brrrrr, I'ts cold in here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah, i'm not at home. I'm at the mall right now at Netopia, gone shopping for myself heheheh, for once in a while i'm having fun. Doodling in this bloggie of mine, geez the aircon is pointing at my head, i am getting brain freeze for this. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ALERT!: I just saw our P.E./Health teacher with her boyfriend, shucks! i don't know what should i react or anything bizzarre to think of. I just smiled with laughter, but then her boyfriend caught me looking at them. Gawsh! talk about being a stalker..hehehehhehe, i just got shocked when they were holding hands in the public. NA KILIG AKO DUN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*I like it GOTH please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it seemed kinda weird, but i am starting to take interest in Goth. From the song of My Chemical Romance's The Black Parade and the movie 'The Corpse Bride' and 'The Nightmare before Christmas' (i'm a fan of Tim Burtons). I don't know why, i used to think that Gothic people are out-of-their-minds, so over the drama and poetic but now i seem to understand them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*GIRL FROM HELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shemay! is this for real?? &lt;a href="http://www.animax-asia.com/girlfromhell"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the anime itself is really scary.. this gives me the creeps.. Pero what the hey, i love it! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/380/3246/1600/MCB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/380/3246/320/MCB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;- the Exact page at the exact time (12:00 AM), creeeeeppppyyyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116392896290654694?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116392896290654694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116392896290654694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116392896290654694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116392896290654694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/beautiful-disaster-v-2.html' title='Beautiful Disaster V 2.'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116391472903820182</id><published>2006-11-19T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T13:38:49.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/380/3246/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/380/3246/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lookwhat i've found ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*LSS: My stupid mouth by John Mayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*MABUHAY MANNY PACQUIAO!!! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116391472903820182?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116391472903820182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116391472903820182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116391472903820182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116391472903820182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/11/beautiful-disaster.html' title='Beautiful Disaster'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116196327936661318</id><published>2006-10-27T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:34:39.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Break!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Living Rosary Celebration.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cut the intrutions and Hail Holy Queen Enthroned above!, hehe it was indeed a fine celebration of the Living Rosary. Along with the characters of the Sorrowful mysteries casted by the Seniors, kudos to Rainier &amp; Cledz!!..reng galeng galeng galeng..heheh. Yeah, there were dance routines though it's really not that perfected yet they still did a pretty good job. Well, let's take that aside shall we? ehem..ehem..the celebration did end pretty well with the releasing of the balloon-rosary, gee i wonder where did it landed?.. Oh well. After all that fuss, heheh it is the Semestral break!! yahuu!!..hehehe, though i'll be missing my friends esp. my brkada. Well i guess, it's the time to visit, to mourn and to pray for our loved ones who've continued their lives in heaven, where they could watch over us up there...Ehy! Kita kits sa Eternal Garden guys!!..hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*`*Finally! the Articles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Not the articles of faith, the articles for our school paper has already given to me for the editorial cartooning..hehe, no doubt that i have been a persistent bitch to urgue Ma'am to give out the articles. I can't help it, the fire within me is raging like hell to make those drawings ( Am i a devil or what?) Some of the articles that i read are sophisticated and some are idealistic hehe way to go!,..And shit, i have to pass it on Monday so i still have the weekends for brain-storming of ideas. I got a peak of Pedyson's articles, full of Filipino articles (0_o). Nuff said, went to the mall kanina for some fun. Ate at Mcdo with couple of friends, oh yeah i saw my cousin's gf, Ate Sara working at McDo..she's working for her tuition in the next semester. She's really nice and witty. heheheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*`*TV Addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yeah, i'm guilty of it and no doubt at all. I've been sticking my eyes infront of the TV, chillin like the lazy boy routine and laugh like a maniac. Hahaha, I haven't got much anything to do so i spend my leisure time on watching some shows at tv and somehow, i got caught up by it and started watching 24/7. Whether it may be just soap operas or blockbuster movies, i'm into it!. Movies like, The Ice Princess (yeah, i love the soundtracks. it's cute &lt;3),&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*`*Sneak Peak in mY f0ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Hahaha, Family Finger.jpg. ,,l,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xenxa na kung mdyo blurred but i love this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://img103.imageshack.us/img103/2237/dsdsbi7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="196" alt="" src="http://img103.imageshack.us/img103/2237/dsdsbi7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~mAh wallpaper. yeah, Dominican Logo ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/1529/untitledwt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="228" alt="" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/1529/untitledwt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/34942375-116196327936661318?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116196327936661318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116196327936661318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116196327936661318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116196327936661318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/sem-break.html' title='Sem Break!!!'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116161885489671138</id><published>2006-10-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:54:20.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaawwww,...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Grendel strikes again.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dang it, Everybody can see that it's hard to make a living in today's world. Parents working very late, the prices seem to never stop climbing and endless uprising bills to pay. Not everything can be afforded, especially when it's needed. Of course we need to be pracitcal in our own ways, buy what we need not what we want. But Grendel sees us beyond that, Grendel thinks that we are doing this on purpose. "Your doing this because of this, because of that, blah blah blah.. It's my first time in 18 years, that my advisory class has been like this. blah blah blah. Therefore, there won't be any drawlots &amp; Christmas party blah blah blah" It's because none of us brought any floor waxes or rugs, [&lt;em&gt;wala naman siyang sinabi ah &lt;/em&gt;]. And then she made a quick survey about one of us coming along the field trip, yeah i said not sure cuz my family is in financial crisis, then almost all of the class said NO. Hence, Grendel started to say all those words about us being ill-mannered, being mean and stuff. I said to myself "So what? we can create a Christmas Party without you. You're such a party-pooper. And you know what, i don't care what you say about us or what you decide; you always think of yourself than your own class cuz you don't want to be embarassed to others. Why can't you understand that we're telling the truth and not lies?"....*sigh* that felt good ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;*`*Mabuhay Thailanders!! laff. .laff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;The Thai &lt;em&gt;buisitors. .&lt;/em&gt;kidding. .visitors just came today and when you look at them it's not noticable that they are thai but they really do look like ordinary Filipinos. Their english isn't that very good, pretty fast though cuz of the thai accent..NOSEBLEED DUDE!!..Some Thai studes even played volleyball along with the seniors, i gotta tell ya they're GOOD. I mean i didn't know that in volleyball we can use our feet to kick the ball; Cuz i saw the Thai kid kicked the volleyball like a soccerball. And one of the Thai teachers even carried a large stick, wow talk about being strict. Even the other Thai studes are in the Internet room, playing games and some chattin and there i heard their OWN language, ggraaaavvveeeehhhhh..i can't understand what the hell they were saying. It's a mixture of Chinese, Malaysian, Indonesian, Taiwanese, Gibberish Language (huh??? Whatta word!). .LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;*`*No Classes tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yeah, there won't be classes tomorrow because it's Ramadan. For those who don't know what's Ramadan, it is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar, the month of fasting and the holiest period for the Islamic faith. We all do respect to other Religions, and because there won't be any classes tomorrow i might as well have fun, gimmick!..hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;*`*Sound of Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Arrggghhhh, the music is driving me nuts! The soundtracks are stuck in my head over and over again. "You are sixteen going on seventeen, baby it's time to think. Better beware, be canny and careful baby you're on the brink...arrrgghh"..hehehe, but i love the movie though. Hahaha, the other night i watched the movie: Meet the Fockers..that was totally hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;*`*Melz hir, getting sleepy na..ingatz lage, mwwaahuugzzz ^^, God Bless!!..Love ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116161885489671138?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116161885489671138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116161885489671138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116161885489671138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116161885489671138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/aaawwww.html' title='Aaawwww,...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116149898957239391</id><published>2006-10-22T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T14:36:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*`*&lt;strong&gt;Decisions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*`*We encounter this everyday.How do you want to look? How do you want to dress? How do you want to react? How do you want to study? How do you want your rice? How? How? How?&lt;br /&gt;Where you are now are because of your decisions. You decisions will determine the outcome of yourself. You can never control the surroundings. You can never control the weather...Or how the stock market will end up today... or how your parents or friends will react... But you can always decide to smile...To stand up... Decide to do good...Decide to love...Decide to live.&lt;br /&gt;My friend once told me that there is a big difference between "i don't want to die!!"and " i want to live!!!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*`*The first one is living in survival mode.. The other is living in prime...&lt;br /&gt;YOU CHOOSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Live to survive or live to be ALIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I will choose to live. I choose to live today like it’s the greatest day of my life… even tom, even next week… for the rest of my life! Troubles may come but again it’s still a decision. A decision that is just has to be made.. The outcome of your life is just a decision away. And someone is there to lead you through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*`*Psalm 146:2 ~ I WILL praise the LORD all my life; I WILL sing praise to my GOD as long as I live&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/34942375-116149898957239391?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116149898957239391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116149898957239391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116149898957239391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116149898957239391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116143633709409041</id><published>2006-10-21T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T21:12:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTS FEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*`*The Sports Fest indeed was a blast and to end it up with the UN. I didn't do anything during the Sports Fest, well except cheering our batchmates playing basketball, volleyball. took a nap at the guidance's office,  joined the Quiz Bee (&lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;made me join!, well sbi nya &lt;em&gt;magdukot nlang daw ng khet sino na junior pra kompleto ang juniors) &lt;/em&gt;and the Poster making contest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*`*A thousand congratulations to the dancers who won at the Dance Sports competition, hehehe you all did a very good job, thumbs up! We are indeed ready for Ms. Cecile. KUDOS TO ALL JUNIORS!! ASTIGIN \m/ !!!. United Nations: www000ooowwww, hehehe i just love the costumes of Ms. Puerto Rico &amp; Ms. Greece, mother nature and goddess..All's well ends well. hehe. Well fun's over and let's get back to reality. Regular classes ulet sa monday, yung quiz sa Religion. huhuhu..oo nga pala, there will be &lt;em&gt;buisit&lt;/em&gt;ors from Holy Redeemer School, Udon Thai - Thailand. That's why the AVR was divided into two pala huh. Actually, after nung UN i had nothing to do and i had no company so i went to the mall by myself and went back to school to check. I saw my Kuya &amp;amp; Rainier helping out at Ms. Jonna in cleaning and beautify the stage (GYM) for the visitors, so i tagged along &amp; helped out along with the other Seniors haha &lt;em&gt;nakalibre pa kami ng merienda &lt;/em&gt;of course naman cuz we helped out all day and nonstop. LSS: Sugar we're going down - Falloutboy. I just read the broschure of UST at the Guidance, wonder what course should i take?...Medicine? Fine Arts? so many courses, so little time..uurrghhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*`*Oh right, Sr. Althea's fine. Actually, she's been absent for days cuz she has been hospitalized. I still remembered the situations she told us (Me, Luisa, Te Margy, Kuya Bryan)  when she's in the hospital. I'd rather not talk about it, but only two words: EEww &amp; huh?..haha, Despite that she has this certain sickness, she is still standing, strong and tall. I mean people who have sickness, diseases, cancers have the potential to resist, undergo serious pains  and still has the smile in their faces. I guess people with sickness are much stronger than we realize, and i look up to them as role models, a good leader, and a strong friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*`*I've watched the Charlie and the Chocolate factory over and over again, never get tired of it! haha, weird umpalumpas, they all looked the same and i've been laughing my ass of while watching Rob Schneider's Movies: The Animal &amp; Hot Chick*TRIVIA: did you know that he's from Baguio?. I'm still waiting for the movies: Employee of the month, Open Season, My first Wedding..hehehe, still not showing pa and the trailers aren't yet posted in the net. Though it's been shown in the newspapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*`*Pasalud nga!! huhuhu, want to have a chat? txt me.. 09162257718..make sure na magpakilala ka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*`*Melz hir, ingatz lage, mwwaahuuggzz, God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116143633709409041?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116143633709409041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116143633709409041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116143633709409041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116143633709409041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/sports-fest.html' title='SPORTS FEST'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116081902210991372</id><published>2006-10-14T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T17:45:03.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gggggrrrrr,...</title><content type='html'>*`*Sheesh, all i want to do is rest all day but i can't just let probs passby without even taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*Missin my Religion Book. Damn it! it's been lost for ages. the passing of it is already next week,..oohhh how the hell am i gonna find another book?? i just borrowed my bro's instead, but it got borrowed by my classmate, geez. How can i ever fix this mess?..I just simply wanna relax and chill at this day without any intrutions or whatsoever at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*`*Stuck in watching movies particulary the chick-flick types.hehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34942375-116081902210991372?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116081902210991372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116081902210991372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116081902210991372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116081902210991372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/gggggrrrrr_116081902210991372.html' title='Gggggrrrrr,...'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116074669967099532</id><published>2006-10-13T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:38:19.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave the pieces when you go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0_PJYYaCUE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leave the pieces - The Wreckers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're not sure that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But you're not sure enough to let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Baby it ain't fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You know you just keep me hanging round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You say you don't wanna hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't wanna see my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So why are yous till standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just watching me drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And it's alrightYeah, I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't worry about this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just, take your love and hit the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cause nothing you can do or say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're gonna break my heart anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So just leave the pieces when you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now you can drag out the heartache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Baby you can make it quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You can get it over with and let me move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't concern yourself with this mess you left for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I can clean it up you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just as long as your gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're not making up your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's killin' meYou're wasting time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I need so much more then that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Leave the pieces when you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Leave the pieces when you go&lt;br /&gt;YeahYeahYeah&lt;br /&gt;Leave the pieces when you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*`*Yeah, i'm a fan of Michelle Branch &amp; lovin the song. Actually it's my last song syndrome (LSS), it keeps on repeating in my head. And the other songs that i'm dying to burn (not burning by fire, burning the cd): And it feels like - LeAnn Rimes, I call it love - Carl Richie, Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake, A new day has come - Celine Dion, Torn - Latoya, Tuloy pa rin - Neocolors (l0vin this one). To be honest, i'm not in touch with those OPM musix. It's not that i disregard today's daily top ten or music the youth craves, i don't know. I think local songs get easily jump out from the Top ten mostly the number ones. In my iPod, you seldomly hear OPM music coming out of it cuz my iPod is full of those foreign anime, japanese, musical songs. But i don't care what people think what's in my iPod or what kind of music i have. It's my soul, in every songs i place is something what my mind is craving and groovin to the beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*`*Damn it, this stupid headache is still coming back everyday. Still don't know what's wrong with me, maybe i'm just being confused. Or maybe i'm being lazy again, oh dear me. I really wanted to skip the last class but conscience and the headache once again prevail against my evil deeds...hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*`*Sketchin the Sketch Pad. haha, it was our study period and of course no teachers or anything. Snuggled up in my seat and started sketching those weird drawings again, the villain in the movie 'Scream' or 'Scary Movie II' yeah that creepy skull with the stretched out jaws. and drew those caricatures of our odd teachers, hehehhe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Melz hir, ingatz lage &amp;amp; mwaahuuuggzzz...GB ^^&lt;/strong&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/34942375-116074669967099532?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116074669967099532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116074669967099532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116074669967099532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116074669967099532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/leave-pieces-when-you-go.html' title='Leave the pieces when you go..'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-116056928152283170</id><published>2006-10-11T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:21:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE EXAMS &amp; THE FUN AFTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*`*Haha, i'm ss000ooooo ttiiiirrreedddd and this dysmenorhea beats only made things worse..i wanna rest all day without any tensions at all but i'll make kwento first about the days ive been through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*`*Exams once again, but at least in after it, we had fun. Like in Oct 9, 06: after the exams, i helped Sr. Althea in checking the test papers in Religion. Along with fellow batchmates and schoolmates, heheh almost the whole berk was there to help, but many in studes in STA came. After that i didn't know what to do, so Anao &amp; I went out and ate lunch at Rubis. In Oct 10,06 (which is yesterday) GEEZ, i don't even know a single thing in Geometry..dang it!. it was the birthday of Anao's sis. Maeinra was supposed to be the invited. But because her dad's really early to fetch her, i was the one to be invited.. Sheesh i was actin really quiet again!~, it's not that i'm really that quiet it's because don't know very much of Ate Lalaine, Te Hannah &amp; Te Dangeline [&lt;em&gt;Tabashort&lt;/em&gt;  i call her] and i don't want to make bad impressions infront of them esp. in someone's birthday, so i laugh along with them..haha Modesty forbids, ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*`*Oct 11,06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;FINALLY!!! Exams are over, time to relax. oohh wait, dysmenorhea strikes again. even during the exam, i really want to go to the clinic but our adviser is already sending out the papers and i never get to go out. After all that, it was General Cleaning: i couldn't even apply floor wax except picking up trashes cuz of my period. so i told our adviser that i can't clean very much and i left the classroom and hanged out with friends. &lt;strong&gt;FIRST DAY HIGH MUVEE &lt;/strong&gt;haha, we've been waiting like forever to take a glimpse of this renowned movie. Some have said that the movie was horrible, well it wasn't that awful or anything. Actually it was great! Aside from the cutie actors and hot actresses, it really has a alot of twists and turns. But the storyline between Kim and Gerald is also the same with Vanessa Hudgens &amp; Zac Efron in the movie High School Musical, wow talk about copycats. haha, i salute to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kat Alano&lt;/span&gt; the Sosy High Icon, i admire the way she carries herself with poise and confidence. Aside from that the whole movie theatre was occupied with Dominicans, wow!..ehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*Melz hir, Ingatz lage &amp;amp; GB ^^&lt;/strong&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/34942375-116056928152283170?l=melz-sixteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/feeds/116056928152283170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34942375&amp;postID=116056928152283170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116056928152283170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34942375/posts/default/116056928152283170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melz-sixteen.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-fun-after.html' title='THE EXAMS &amp; THE FUN AFTER'/><author><name>Naminé16</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03684558878735151283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/9475/dog63go.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34942375.post-115979932207416767</id><published>2006-10-02T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:30:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obnoxious Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;gosh, it's a new start cuz it's monday. The Sports fest and the Apan week are really fast approaching, Oct 19-21. It's a good thing that the exams were moved to Oct 9-11, that way i could make time to have fun and study at the same time. There was this certain mishap that led our adviser to burst in anger and let us be in practices, why? because there was this dance sport competition, and someone from our batchmates told our P.E. teacher that he would hire some choreographer(s) from Upang (a university). Of course, that would be cheating and disqualification but there are considerations like no involvement of moneyzz and hiring choreographers unknown. I guess that settles the prob. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*`*&lt;/strong&gt;During our religion class, our teacher which is Sr. Althea told us one of her experiences in life that really kept me mind-boggled. There is this nun, (not Super Mario but alot like her) she keeps on victimizing everyone in short making people's lives a living hell and one of those people is Sr. Althea. But kind-heartedly, sr. Althea prayed to the Lord that the nun would be forgiven from all her wrong doings. She kept praying for a month, yes a month. Because of the grace of the Lord, she was transfered to another school/convent.After a while, Sr. Althea was in shock when she heard that the nun has a certain disease. Sr. Althea kept praying to the Lord why the nun suffered such ordeal, all she asked was the Lord's forgiveness to her.Then Sr. Althea realized that she isn't the only person that nun victimized but also other people at the nun's new convent. People whom she victimized probably prayed for their revenge against her. What made me really confused is that, w
