<?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-28314029</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:14:45.763Z</updated><title type='text'>JaneMags</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-6367174064207406011</id><published>2007-04-08T09:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-08T09:34:34.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on a &lt;b&gt;"Activist Frenzy"&lt;/b&gt; again. Researching alot again. Just feeding my mind. I already cut away the &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt; and imported foods (well, except for &lt;u&gt;Hershey's and Apple Juice&lt;/u&gt;! There's no fresh apple juice made here eh..) I already came to the realization that it won't go away. &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Poverty has always been there, and always will be there.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;Global Warming&lt;/b&gt; is NOW, and unless we all do our part, it will stay there. &lt;b&gt;Human Rights&lt;/b&gt; have been broken ever since day 1, and it will stay that way 'til our last day. Animals have been mistreated forever! And they always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, some reasons of all the badness in the world is because the people who do it, will not stop because it is their only way of survival. Some of what they do is useless, but its the only way they get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now, I'm going against all that I stand for (ahehehe). I'm becoming a hypocrite. Well, I am one, but on this post, I'm really letting everything out. All that I stand for, and all of those things to you know, hmm.. What's the word? Those things that we should realize and why I am doing all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POVERTY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I want to help stop poverty. Big Deal. Okay, so it will never happen anyway, but, &lt;u&gt;its not wrong to fight for those less fortunate&lt;/u&gt;. Another thing is, don't you want to make the Philippines clean? I mean, just get those squatters a job, a home, and a little money for a kick start. Those who are smart (they do have brains you know! They can think well, they do set goals, they do have dreams like you and me!) will put those blessings to good use. They live in that home, where their family can be safe in during rough weather. They use the money for things they really need. Maintain and do good in your job, then you'll have a regular income, then this means, that you can pay for your child's baon at school! Oh yeah, and another thing, &lt;u&gt;if our President, Gloria Macapagal Arroyo and all the other Government officials would stop being so full of theirselves, and just be content with their ordinary salaries, and put the money that we tax payers pay to good use,&lt;/u&gt; we would be able to have free education. Free education in nursery, preschool, elementary and high school. College is just a no-no if its free. If this happend, the people of the Philippines would have great leaders! Doctors, Lawyers, BETTER Government officials. Wow. Wouldn't that be great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the &lt;b&gt;STARBUCKS&lt;/b&gt; issue I have.&lt;br /&gt;This controversy is more on the coffee that Starbucks sells, and I only really buy Frapps and their pastires, but, hey, a profit is a profit right? Its really stupid really. Its all about fair trade between Starbucks and Ethiopia. The Ethiopian Farmers (which sell the best coffee beans in the world!) don't get the right amount of pay they are supposed to get. They are cheated. Okay, so, a cup of coffee here inthe Philippines costs P120 right? In the US, its $3. out of that, the farmers only get barely 1 peso, or 3 American cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopian coffee farmers often collect only about 10 percent of the profits from these coffees and the rest goes to the international coffee industry players who can control the retail price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i12.tinypic.com/34rywao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From OxFam.&lt;a href="http://www.maketradefair.com/en/index.php?file=starbucks_01.html" target="new"&gt;More Info Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my point, and my reason of going on this petition is that, more than 90,000 people around the world has signed this petition, and still, Starbucks doesn't care. One day, Starbucks will attack some other poverty struck country and get their coffee beans because there are no more farmers in Ethiopia to grow coffee beans for them, all of them died because of poverty, they had no food to keep them alive because they only live on $25 cents a day, which is not enough for their parents, children and themselves. Its really stupid of them. One day, Starbucks will lose their customers because of this because their coffee will not have the same taste and richness from the beans they get from Ethiopia. Oh, wait, maybe it will, but then coffee will have alot of chemicals and MSGs that will make it taste the same, but, when the WHO (World Health Organization) finds out about it, they have got to ban the coffee, for coffee is supposed to be a great antioxidant, but with all those chemicals, its going to be a bad antioxidant. And, Starbucks already sell Fair Trade Coffee, but not here in Asia (another wrong thing to do! Fair Trade Coffee is much cheaper, and they are letting the countries in poverty pay the same price as everybody else? I mean, hello! A society is a society, a population is a population, you can't divide it. The Philippines is under poverty, not just "some people" but the whole country!) So, back to my point, they do sell Fair Trade Coffee, then that should be the only thing they sell! What's up with all the other crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, next topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GLOBAL WARMING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its happening now people! Global Warming is here! You might have noticed that this summer is alot hotter than the other we've had, and that this week it rained suddenly! Well, just a few days ago (Thrusday, April 5) &lt;b&gt;it snowed in Canada!&lt;/b&gt; Ahah! Yeah! That might seem cool, but its not. It was because of global warming. I know this site, called Global Cool, and there it has tips on how we can simply help lessen global warming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.Unplug that charger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most gadget chargers eat electricity even when not in use. So once you've powered up your PSP, iPod or mobile, be sure to power down its greedy little charger.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family can save 7kg of CO2 a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Turn out the bright lights &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If you don't need them on then switch them off, they waste so much energy. And if you're scared of the dark, trust us, there really are no ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family can save 100kg of CO2 a year and a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.Cold Shower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its summer anyway, so, cut the heating! Take a cold shower!Its really refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;Showers use nearly half the water of baths and cost a whole lot less to heat. If you really must take a bath, save energy and share it with a really dirty friend.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family can save 290kg of CO2 a year and a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Buy better bulbs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Low energy bulbs give out the same amount of light but run on a third of the power. So unless you live in a nightclub, change over.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family can save 200kg of CO2 a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.Stuff the freezer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Freezers work best when they are tightly packed - that way, they don't have to work so hard to freeze air space. A great way to justify some extra tubs of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family could save a bundle of CO2 a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.Don't drive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Okay, so maybe this will be hard to do becuase of the safeness issue now a days, but if its near by, walk! Its alot healthier!&lt;br /&gt;Walk, go by horse, run, rollerskate, take a coach, bus or train. Or at the very worst, hitch a lift. Do not in any circumstances drive an obscene gas guzzler on your own on a weekday or a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family could save masses of CO2 a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.Lower your laundry&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Wash your clothes at a lower temperature, say 30 degrees rather than 40 or 60. It uses way less energy and your clothes still come out sparkling white unless they were black to start with.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family can save 90kg of CO2 a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.Buy local food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Okay, this is really easy to do, and I do this (well, except for my dark chocolate and jucie as I said earlier :P)&lt;br /&gt;Veg from a mile away is just as tasty as veg from half the world away and doesn't have to be flown to you in energy-guzzling airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;I speak C02&lt;br /&gt;An average family can save 4 tonnes of CO2 a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From Global Cool with some edits by me :D. &lt;a href="http://www.global-cool.com/becool/" target="new"&gt;More Info Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUMAN RIGHTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been broken ever since the invention of the word.&lt;br /&gt;Hayy, I remember when we watched the "Youth For Human Rights" DVD. Made me cry (i think, don't remember that much of the day). The DVD was amazing. The message wasn't to hidden.&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded the videos too from the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youthforhumanrights.org/index.htm" target="new"&gt;More Info Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, done with the frenzy! Haha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been watching &lt;b&gt;"The Passion of the Christ"&lt;/b&gt; over and over again. Its really, amazing! To see what our saviour has gone through, just for us! I'm sooo touched. Even if I've seen this before, I wasn't that touched. This Holy Week, really touched me of all times. &lt;u&gt;Holy Week 2007&lt;/u&gt;. Forgiving sins is something we do now, and.. erm.. haha, that is one thing I can't do to a certain person, he has to say sorry first. Too bad he doesn't get the Catholic/Christian Faith.&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing around with &lt;b&gt;Google Trends&lt;/b&gt; aswell. Wow, many Lithuanians like The Sims 2. And the reason why Coldplay's last tour before recording their 4th album was in South America was because they have the most fans there, especially in Chile and Argentina. Why The Killers always have a special UK Version of Music Videos is becuase they also have the most fans there.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place a find a &lt;b&gt;DELL&lt;/b&gt; is the best place yet, -but, it has a price. But hey, its a good brand! I even saw a video kanina of people testing a DELL out. Grabe! Falling, banging, crashing and so much more! The only time it failed was when it got spilled with coffee.. Oooh. reminds me of someone! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-6367174064207406011?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/6367174064207406011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=6367174064207406011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6367174064207406011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6367174064207406011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-on-activist-frenzy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.tinypic.com/34rywao_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-2547395136750403591</id><published>2007-04-04T13:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:56:28.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohm. I almost forgot! Haha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan's Birthday! April 2!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I went over to Tracie's house and we went to Jan's house, at the gate of Jan's village, we saw Trisha, who couldn't get in so, she went in with us. Then,  we arrived at Jan's place that had tables all over the lawn, ready for her guests. We stayed up in Jan and Yael's room, then Anika came, then we went to Ice Monster where Jan treated us, then there we made kwentuhan then Camille came there, then we went to the park, then at the Park, these Norwegian ladies came up to us and told us about their Hip Hop and Art classes (which were very cheap!) and invited us to join. Then we jsut hung out, and made kulitan, kwentuhan, and the whole time I was quiet kasi I don't know! Haha! WE went back to Jan's place, Vien arrived. Vain time! Then we ate then me, Tracie, and Anika left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hung out at Tracie's place for about a hour and a half, we just walked around the village.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-2547395136750403591?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/2547395136750403591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=2547395136750403591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2547395136750403591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2547395136750403591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohm.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-5194531477235878266</id><published>2007-04-04T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:42:23.767Z</updated><title type='text'>Photo-post</title><content type='html'>Soo.. Update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went house hunting, and we already chose a house but the owner who is in the US, hasn't confirmed us to move in yet. Its in Kamuning. If we don't get to move in, then we're moving to San Juan. That means, that we get a dog now. We're going to adopt from P.A.W.S. A little puppy! Yes. Finally. I miss Sam alot, and I really want a new &lt;i&gt;kulit&lt;/i&gt; in the house. I hope he/she likes to travel as much as Sam did! Grabe, I can still remember those times! Cavite, Baguio and La Union. He begged to go with us to Tiendesitas aswell! Haha. Yeah.. 'Ol Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Videotripping lately. Yeah, might aswell make the most out of DSL right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="424" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/440hao6.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 429px" height="486" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2ylr2xl.jpg" width="535" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/300ya3b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously hooked on Mika's ablum. I downloaded the whole thing! I was supposed to buy his album (which came out here earlier than the rest of the world) pero, I couldn't find the right ATM in the mall! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Sims 2 back! For 3 days! Haha! I ran out of RAM :( Which leads me to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why does a computer have to torture a techie geek?! They know how to treat a computer well!"&lt;/b&gt; Well, okay, my computer is kinda low class (thank you cousin) because my mom had a tight budget that she entrusted to my cousin, and he ended up buying a [pc] box, and separate parts needed (processor, videocard, cooler, hard drive, etc,) from &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;fake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; ASUS (i think its fake, not sure though) and a pirated Windows XP Proffesional. Wow. Great, but I guess he thought I would just be using it for school work, WRONG. Sadly, he didn't know me well when I first arrived so I ended up with this computer. I dream of 4GB of memory (ooh gaming glory!) a 750 Hard Drive (!!!), 4GHz processor speed, Rainbow Cooler (ooh the color! Haha, you gotta add some color to all those black, silver and dark green with gold bits! Haha), 100GB recovery Hard Drive, A great LCD flat screen monitor with TV oulet, DVD&lt;u&gt;+&lt;/u&gt;R optical drive, and the latest ATI Radeon Video Card. Oh, I almost forgot, DirectX 10. :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you who couldn't understand much of what I wrote above, Bottom line: I have BIG dreams for my gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="307" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/2jd5slh.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got those Ray Ban Wayfarers I wanted! A.K.A.: &lt;u&gt;Blind Guy Glasses&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-5194531477235878266?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/5194531477235878266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=5194531477235878266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/5194531477235878266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/5194531477235878266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/04/photo-post.html' title='Photo-post'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.tinypic.com/440hao6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-7047767523799996852</id><published>2007-03-26T12:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:01:16.870Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys don't know how irritated I am at &lt;strong&gt;blogger&lt;/strong&gt;. I have done a certain post 4 times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new &lt;b&gt;layout&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i know very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUARTERLY EXAMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too much of a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;b&gt;McDonalds&lt;/b&gt; everyday after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jessica&lt;/b&gt; was chased by some guys.&lt;br /&gt;I made a friend and lost him- Marlon. (Not Kuya Marlon Kevin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L A S T  D A Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Math&lt;/b&gt; exam.&lt;br /&gt;Clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angelo Conferido&lt;/b&gt; entertained us.&lt;br /&gt;Last &lt;b&gt;Homeroom&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings let out.&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye &lt;b&gt;Bea&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Goldland. &lt;b&gt;Men's&lt;/b&gt; CR! Ahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th &lt;b&gt;Kayne and Julian &lt;/b&gt;= Shakey's.&lt;br /&gt;New Friend= &lt;b&gt;Romeo&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Pics.&lt;br /&gt;New Friend= &lt;b&gt;Karmina.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy tickets for &lt;b&gt;Touristas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambay time at the &lt;b&gt;Stairs of Promenade&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vain&lt;/b&gt; Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Candy &lt;/b&gt;Time.&lt;br /&gt;Pag tripan ang &lt;b&gt;Elevator&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Movie. Meet up with guys there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KTV Bar&lt;/b&gt;, beer, &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt; ung iba.&lt;br /&gt;I chose &lt;b&gt;Starbucks &lt;/b&gt;(Sorry &lt;b&gt;MTF&lt;/b&gt;) but I didn't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather smell like coffee than beer ;)&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda sad since I haven't even stepped foot of bought anything from Starbucks for almost &lt;b&gt;5 months &lt;/b&gt;now. Sayang. Hayy.. start again I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danefil.multiply.com/reviews/item/6" target="blank"&gt;Touristas Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danefil.multiply.com/photos/album/28" target="blank"&gt;Pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-7047767523799996852?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/7047767523799996852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=7047767523799996852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/7047767523799996852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/7047767523799996852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-guys-dont-know-how-irritated-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-2300897525226817731</id><published>2007-03-26T12:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:27:18.097Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;testing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-2300897525226817731?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/2300897525226817731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=2300897525226817731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2300897525226817731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2300897525226817731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/03/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-1227875305857789138</id><published>2007-03-26T02:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-03-26T02:25:38.561Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pissed off. Ugrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-1227875305857789138?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/1227875305857789138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=1227875305857789138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1227875305857789138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1227875305857789138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-pissed-off_26.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-7650853002389927884</id><published>2007-03-26T02:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-26T02:25:37.910Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pissed off. Ugrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-7650853002389927884?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/7650853002389927884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=7650853002389927884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/7650853002389927884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/7650853002389927884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-5293107624721021689</id><published>2007-03-14T13:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:08:39.119Z</updated><title type='text'>Major Update</title><content type='html'>So, Yeah, MAJOR UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Last Week (Can be found on Multiply)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so, I had a problematic week.&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt; Hmm.. Monday, we had an activity in Science wherein we observed different slides. My group had a hard time finding the light so we could get the microscope to work, and I couldn't reach the microscope! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot my music notebook, and we had a debate in music aswell. I was supposed to debate with Kassandra but she went home since she was feeling sick, so si Jessica instead. Darn. I think I lost! Haha! Kasi! The question given to us was the question Jessica answered before! Daya!  Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohit said sorry to me sincerly through YM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going well. Until lunch time. Me and Jessica and Jean were going down to eat at La Dolce, and Kass ran after me an showed me a letter that Mohit gave to her. They were passing notes in class during Math (the subject before snacks.) It said there:&lt;br /&gt;"What did Mags say about me nung friday during TLE?" "Bitch sxa." "I know she said something bad about me" "BITCH talaga sxa."&lt;br /&gt;That was the final straw. Mohit doesn't know me well enough to call me a bitch. in the letter, he also blackmailed Kass. So, I was rushing to finish my food, and I was just raging with anger while going up the stairs with Kass, Jess, Jean, Julian and Richard behind me. My hair was in a ponytail, and I was in no mood for jokes. I slammed the classroom door open and shouted "MOHIT" causing everybody in the classroom to look at me, while those who were with me in La Dolce sat down in their chair and just listened. I took those heavy steps to where Mohit was seated, the heels of my shoes made a very loud sound.And I continue:&lt;br /&gt;"What is this" showing the paper in my hand, him looking at my raging eyes, and the paper and he draws his attention to Kass. "Don't bring Kass or Julian into this!" No reply. "Tell me what is this! Tell me now!" Still no reply. "Wala kang kwentang kausap talaga! Walang respekto sa babae!" and I do admit, I am not good in speaking straight tagalog, especially shouting, and I sure have to say that when I said that, it was kinda unclear but everybody understood it. Still no reply, and he just stared into nowhere. The whole class was quiet until I went outside to cool off. Well, still no luck. I couldn't tone down at all. I was mad for the rest of the day. During Science, when Mrs. Sagadal came into the room, smiling, and she put her stuff on my table , then Abram stood up and said "Teacher, may incident" and Mrs. Sagadal's smile vanished, it turned into her very dissapointed frown along with the eyes, and she asked very fierce "Sino?" and Abram pointed as he said this: "Ma'am, si Mohit at Magaard" and Mrs. Sagadal moved her stuff to her desk, and she looked at me, and I gave her a smile, and she said "Why?" and I handed her the letter that i kept in my wallet. She scanned through the letter, and at one point, her eyes grew big, and asked Mohit, Kassandra and Me to stand up. She heard Mohit story first, and I was just so mad at all those lies coming from his mouth. All the nonesense, and I was hitting the table due to range, and Jannica tried to cool me down, by trying to stop me hitting the table, but teacher said "bayaan mo siyang batuhin ung water jug mo" and gave us all a little laughter and a smile, and as soon as Mohit was done, teacher gave me a chance to tell my side, and sadly, I had to bring Andre and Bea in the conversation, Andre was the one more involved, Bea wasn't though she was the one who knew how mad I was, I started on the day before public speaking festival, his letter to Andre on how I was "gago". And all of that was a test on Andre. When I finished, teacher gave her glare to Mohit again, then looked at Kass, hearing her story, then came Andre, then she gave her word. It was Mohit who was wrong (duh) for testing a person wherein he hurts another person and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My word: Asshole si Mohit. That's what I feel about him. I think I know him enough to call him so. He's an asshole for being epal, for being a liar, for being mabaho, for being sooo mayabang, for calling me a bitch, for calling me gago, for telling me I had no manners and that he had more manners than me, for being a gossip, for even having the intention on ruining a good student's name, for thinking I was mukhang pera, for saying sorry to me which was a lie, and for disrespecting a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, many from 1-C asked me if me and Mohit were okay na, and my response to everyone of them was that: "I will never forgive Mohit for everything he did to me. I will never trust him again. I will never ever forgive him. He is the only person in my life that has done that to me, and people who are like that do not deserve to be forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;I was sad the whole day. I slept really late and I had alot to do. Basically, I was stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Still stressed, and I had a headache and I was freezing. During snacks, I refused to go down to the clinic, I knew I could handle it, everybody was like "go to the clinic na!" so I went down nalang. There was also another person there, we had the same condition, we both had the same temperature of 36.5 and we both got medicine, the nurse said "ordinary naman temperature niyo, so maybe tomorrow, parehas kayo may sakit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;We watched "A Few Good Men" during LT. None of us understood a thing! All we understood were: fuck, ass, and shit.&lt;br /&gt;Got hit in the head with plastic cover, very thick plastic cover, and it hurt. It hurt alot.&lt;br /&gt;TLE: We prepared Nicoise Salad (pronounced Ni-swa Salad) and it tasted, uhmm.. er. :-P The whole lab had to be clean since GMA 7 stopped by, so we scrubbed every inch of our station. Me, Arianne and Micheal got left by the bus since we got dismissed late kasi sigawan kami since we were all mad at one person.&lt;br /&gt;So, since we were left by the bus, we had to wait until 6pm for the next trip, so I treated Arianne at Mc Donalds. Hehe, much fun, we took alot of pics with Yan's Krzr! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;So, in the bus, it was Arianne, Micheal and Me in the back row, and we were talking about who we were mad at, and we were the only ones talking in the bus and our voice was so loud that the whole bus was listening to us! Haha.. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Today! Yeah, well, I was supposed to go to Tracie's sister (Jill's) Birthday, pero Tracie could not pick me up. Oh well, there's always a next time. So, since sayang yung pag dress up&lt;br /&gt;ko, vanity hour! Haha! Yeah, so I turned on my iPod, and searched for a song I was humming, and that was "Grace Kelly" by Mika. It makes you feel like a little kid! So I went crazy doing wierd poses! Haha! Much fun. I wish I had a better camera though since many of the pics didn't come out clear and they would have been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there are 2 songs that I never get sick of now a days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; MIKA Grace Kelly Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears. I promise you that wont happen again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I attract you?&lt;br /&gt;Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too dirty?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too flirty?&lt;br /&gt;Do I like what you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be wholesome&lt;br /&gt;I could be loathsome&lt;br /&gt;I guess Im a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why dont you like me without making me try?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I tried a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;I've gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; I like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting angry doesn't solve anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help what you think?&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Putting my life on the brink&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Should I bend over?&lt;br /&gt;Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I tried a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;I've gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want to satisfy yourself&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;But you only want what everybody else says you should want, you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, oooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humphrey...&lt;br /&gt;We're Leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaching &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dire Straits Romeo &amp; Juliet Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade&lt;br /&gt;Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made&lt;br /&gt;Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade&lt;br /&gt;Says something like you and me babe how about it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;He's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that&lt;br /&gt;Anyway what you gonna do about it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet the dice were loaded from the start&lt;br /&gt;And I bet and you exploded in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I forget the movie song&lt;br /&gt;When you wanna realise it was just that &lt;b&gt;the time was wrong&lt;/b&gt; juliet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up on differents streets they both were streets of shame&lt;br /&gt;Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same&lt;br /&gt;And I dreamed your dream for you and your dream is real&lt;br /&gt;How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;u&gt;you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold&lt;br /&gt;You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promised me everything you promised me think and thin&lt;br /&gt;Now you just says oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet when we made love you used to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place for us you know the movie song&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do the talk like they talk on tv&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything except be in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be&lt;br /&gt;All do is keep the beat and bad company&lt;br /&gt;All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Julie I'd do the stars with you any time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet when we made love you used to cry&lt;br /&gt;You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;There's a place for us you know the movie song&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade&lt;br /&gt;Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made&lt;br /&gt;Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade&lt;br /&gt;Says something like you and me babe how about it ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-5293107624721021689?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/5293107624721021689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=5293107624721021689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/5293107624721021689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/5293107624721021689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/03/major-update.html' title='Major Update'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-5704731711677302138</id><published>2007-03-04T09:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-04T09:21:11.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy the whole week, and I predict, the whole month. Well, I'm sure that last week (Feb. 25-March 2) was the worst. So much to do! I have so little time! This weekend was just my time to relax over at my cousin's place. I was supposed to have Sleepover (6?) with Tracie but since our driver went to the province, I had no one to bring me over to her house. Darn. Err. Saturday, I was pretty much bummed since I was supposed to be at this party Friday night but I was stuck working on my cousin's computer. Wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I find time to make my new layout this week, though I really doubt it. I found and thought of everything already. It will have the same colors as my friendster profile. I have no name so far though. :P Haha. So.. Err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Last day is on the 23rd. After school I'll be heading off to Joysan's Birthday Bash at her house. Haha. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;When we move to a new house, we're going to adopt from P.A.W.S.! Yey. Haha. Dog! Yey! Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Going to Denmark in April. Not sure if I'm coming back though. :\&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I will not reserve a spot for 2nd year so if I go back to OB, I might not be in section C.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Hopefully getting a new PC (good-bye ASUS! Haha!) Yeah. My mom saw how much I battered my desktop for being a bad kid. :P Haha. Yeah. I blame my cousin for not getting me good specs for my baby! Haha.. Yeah.. Yah think a 128MB RAM will satisfy me? No way! 40GB? Eeek! I only got less than a gig left to tell ya the truth! And the worst yet: FAKE (as in muslim pirated) Windows XP Home Edition (gahd. kill me!) and PIRATED Norton Antivirus. Oh, sorry, some of you (or maybe all of you) people reading don't understand me and think I'm so maarte. Well, yeah, I guess so, I am maarte when it comes to electronics. I want to stand out but be the best. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Er? I dunno. I'm sorta un-grounded! Yeah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Killers crazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I need $$$! Haha! I want to go shopping in Gateway! I went window shopping and I found alot of stuff! If only I had the cash (or credit ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it. ill update again next weekend [hopefully].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-5704731711677302138?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/5704731711677302138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=5704731711677302138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/5704731711677302138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/5704731711677302138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/03/err.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-7244114142835841072</id><published>2007-02-25T04:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:08:19.756Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, yesterday, we had the Metropolitan Test thing. It was okay, though we had the most dreaded topic of all in Math: Fractions. I hate fractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam we headed house hunting! We found 1 good house. 3 floors, 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms. It was a townhouse, it was sorta like a loft-type apartment, livingroom on the first floor, kitchen and dining room on the second floor, and bedrooms on the top floor, and oh yeah! There was an attic as well. I loved it there. It was just a drive away from school. I love love lovee that house. Though we don't know the price yet and its still under construction though only 1 or 2 months and its done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like your life was under the gun? Like one mistake and your dead? Where you have to follow every rule and do everything right? yeah.. i hate that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated my friendster layout. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll soon change my layout aswell. I just need an idea! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-7244114142835841072?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/7244114142835841072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=7244114142835841072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/7244114142835841072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/7244114142835841072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-yesterday-we-had-metropolitan-test.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-3211012929070857323</id><published>2007-02-23T11:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:50:50.867Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had drills kanina. Urgh. Darn *a certain person who is a stupid stinky atomic bomb* was papansin during the drills. To think it took him deozens of turns to just stop swaying his arms! Which causes minus grade of course (well, i guess he is unaware of it which is usually his stupid self). Urgh. &lt;blockquote&gt;In a platoon, its a domino effect, once one element falls, so do the other, causing them to go back to the start.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. Just thought of it. I think I heard it somewhere else though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate = is what is a random thought I have had for the week. I surely miss my dark chocolate. Yumm.. *drools*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-3211012929070857323?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/3211012929070857323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=3211012929070857323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/3211012929070857323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/3211012929070857323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/had-drills-kanina_23.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-2157973195996245852</id><published>2007-02-23T11:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:50:49.264Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had drills kanina. Urgh. Darn *a certain person who is a stupid stinky atomic bomb* was papansin during the drills. To think it took him deozens of turns to just stop swaying his arms! Which causes minus grade of course (well, i guess he is unaware of it which is usually his stupid self). Urgh. &lt;blockquote&gt;In a platoon, its a domino effect, once one element falls, so do the other, causing them to go back to the start.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. Just thought of it. I think I heard it somewhere else though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate = is what is a random thought I have had for the week. I surely miss my dark chocolate. Yumm.. *drools*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-2157973195996245852?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/2157973195996245852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=2157973195996245852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2157973195996245852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2157973195996245852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/had-drills-kanina.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-6967983897350719802</id><published>2007-02-20T09:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:13:57.539Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February 20, 2007 = My bad luck day. Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;So, today was just a malas day because I got cup noodle soup spilt all over my skirt, pepsi was spilt all over my hand and I got hit by some water drops from the gardener of the country club near school. Great.. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er?&lt;br /&gt;I will be so busy this week with the stupid investigatory porject. "The Wonders of Virgin Coconut Oil" Hayy. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, got our grades yesterday!! Happy but sad. My general average went up though I have 1 line of 7! :'( Filipino. Oh yes, the dreaded subject that I hate the most. It was my first line of 7 on the card. EVER for thsi year.  It was 79. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Bea tells teacher to pick me to read The Alamat ng Coconut Tree, I sucked! Yeah, filipino is soo not my subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History Geek I am. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday, I'll be getting Sims Life Stories!! Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my mom has a bad cold, so she's not going anywhere for the week, so last night me and my mom flipped through the pages of a computer magazine I just bought and she told me the things she wanted to buy when she gets money! Haha, made me laugh really since she wanted alot! A new house, a new car, an iPod video or creative zen vision, a digital camera and a Moto Razr Dolce &amp; Gabbana phone! Haha. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er. FIN?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-6967983897350719802?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/6967983897350719802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=6967983897350719802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6967983897350719802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6967983897350719802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/february-20-2007-my-bad-luck-day.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-467214974825856283</id><published>2007-02-18T06:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:12:16.554Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been bloghopping and multiplyhopping and youtube viewing(?) the whole day. I'm damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a prisoner! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed so many blogs have so many extra stuff and its kinda pissing me off since it takes such a long time to load and I also thought of what if I was on dial up and wanted to view one of those blogs? It would take me hours to load! Grabe, that's the reason why simplicity is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tF_UNZV5iUU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tF_UNZV5iUU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBP_3OM82LU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBP_3OM82LU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_mMC2dynKVo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_mMC2dynKVo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm soo wanting the Creative Zen Visions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Oec8RuwVVs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Oec8RuwVVs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VX5ilLCfyIE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VX5ilLCfyIE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ar5BKXg60ME"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ar5BKXg60ME" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving The Killers more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div width="180" height="210" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=764229&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com" title="lyrics"&gt;lyrics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-killers-lyrics.html" title="the killers lyrics"&gt;the killers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-467214974825856283?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/467214974825856283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=467214974825856283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/467214974825856283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/467214974825856283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/been-bloghopping-and-multiplyhopping.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-1874224750720291653</id><published>2007-02-17T03:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:23:58.655Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn. I wont be updating for a long time now. There will be nothing exciting happening in my life for a long long time. So, good bye blog, see you til I'm like 16 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously sad. Not mad but sad. Grr.. I'm pulling my grades up now. As in wayy up! So no more computer for me :'( And I wont be online that often anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-1874224750720291653?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/1874224750720291653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=1874224750720291653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1874224750720291653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1874224750720291653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/darn_17.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-30792702736338770</id><published>2007-02-16T15:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:40:29.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE&lt;br /&gt;-Had super long notes. All the notes actually. Finished it. Yey. No teacher too so we were quiet since we had music ;) And then there was a fight too. Word exchange really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH&lt;br /&gt;-Free Time. So some of us played Four-Letter-Word. Much fun. Couldn't breathe at a point from laughing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanne: "Dork."&lt;br /&gt;Eana: "starting with the letter K Josh."&lt;br /&gt;Josh: "Kea-s!"&lt;br /&gt;*laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Josh: "Ay! Alam ko na! Crab!"&lt;br /&gt;*laugh till we couldn't breathe*&lt;br /&gt;Eana: "Paano ba ung spelling ng crab? Hindi naman K-R-A-B eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after class. Nako, Andre was soo right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't get out.&lt;br /&gt;When we got out, we went to the movies and watched "Ghost Rider" that was such a long movie! 2 hours! It was good.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we  waited for the boys outside Promenade.&lt;br /&gt;KTV. With some people from Section B. Kinda err?. Passed the vodka around and labas pasok kami. When we switched rooms, we were only like 10 people, all from C so, wala nang hiya-hiya.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked to La Salle. For the fair. Well, basically concert. We watched Urbandub only.  :P then while the band was preparing for the song, I saw Tracie! Hayy, fianlly! Hehe, so a bit of op-ness cuz it was like La Salle meets OBGH meets OBLP meets Assumption. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Then after Urbandub, tambay/kwentuhan kami. Yepp. It was fun, talked about the stars again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soo umm.. yeah, got grounded because I did not contact my mom properly. And I hate it. "grounded for the rest of your life" literally. No more gimmiks. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-30792702736338770?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/30792702736338770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=30792702736338770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/30792702736338770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/30792702736338770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/sotoday.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-784794888025194176</id><published>2007-02-15T12:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:06:16.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn. I lost my cellphone. I am so pissed. No phone. All I have left is my sim card. I have absolutely no clue where it might have went. I'm sure it isn't stolen, and I'm sure its somewhere in this house. Or the small car. I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey. Half Day Tommorow! Yippee! Hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PE&lt;br /&gt;2. Snacks&lt;br /&gt;3. Math&lt;br /&gt;4. Lunch (Jannica will bring food!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Homeroom (RHGP) Still eating ;)&lt;br /&gt;6. Movie&lt;br /&gt;7. KTV&lt;br /&gt;8. La Salle Fair&lt;br /&gt;9. Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my checklist! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-784794888025194176?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/784794888025194176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=784794888025194176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/784794888025194176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/784794888025194176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/damn_15.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-6038728357854213700</id><published>2007-02-14T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:38:45.141Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so what I predicted for the week is soo wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (Today, Dreaded V-day, NOT a Wasted Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;- So the guys postponed the "Inuman Session" for today since we have half day on Friday due &lt;br /&gt;to the Junior-Senior Prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (Fucked-up Friday, La Salle Fair)&lt;br /&gt;- So after class, going to watch "Music and Lyrics" with whoever is going. I bet it would be all girls again since I bet the boys will have their Gaming Session. After the movie, supposedly KTV (a.k.a. inuman session) though me and Julia will be going to the La Salle Fair. Wow. Nakuu Helium ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-6038728357854213700?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/6038728357854213700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=6038728357854213700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6038728357854213700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6038728357854213700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/okaysowhatipredictedfortheweekissoowron.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-3248401382457518715</id><published>2007-02-12T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:17:11.491Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Titan Quest&lt;/span&gt;. A game I am oh-so exited to play. Yeah. I used to love war games back when I was still in Denmark. Hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things are coming up in life for everyone. Alot of problems that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Wasted Week"&lt;/span&gt; as how I like to refer to it as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm.. very mad that this stupid person locked the room, almost killing the people inside of it with a major pollutant in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tommorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no clue what could happen. No plans either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreaded V-Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted Wednesday for sure. With all the heart broken people in my class, and plans of going out, I'm sure they will drink their troubles away. No clue what will happen at school though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hangover day&lt;/span&gt;? :P&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I think if people who will go out the night before and get hit really hard wont come to school. They'll sleep in :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Err. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the La Salle Fair with Julia and Tracie. Let's just see what will happen then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-3248401382457518715?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/3248401382457518715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=3248401382457518715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/3248401382457518715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/3248401382457518715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/titan-quest.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-1545913817401661395</id><published>2007-02-10T03:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:13:47.758Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DArn. i fogot. I have to make a valentines token thing. I know now. hahahahha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-1545913817401661395?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/1545913817401661395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=1545913817401661395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1545913817401661395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1545913817401661395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/darn.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-2486007940138691119</id><published>2007-02-10T02:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:42:10.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to work on the computer scrapbook the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first I need to buy more magazines since I gave my cousin my magazines for her to use on her scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Yeah.. I need to buy more PC buyers. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new computer bad.. This one is too slow. And memory fills up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a Pc for Multimedia, Gaming and Software purposes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-2486007940138691119?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/2486007940138691119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=2486007940138691119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2486007940138691119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2486007940138691119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-going-to-work-on-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-1369905064017655158</id><published>2007-02-09T15:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:23:36.113Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am Jeanne and I am a Goody-do-shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Goody-do-shoes is the correct term, NOT goody-to-shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh. I feel guilty eating a pizza that was free because it was late. I didn't even give a tip. I feel like I'm going to hell when I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too much of a goody-do-shoes I guess. I feel bad for even littering the road. Though I don't feel guilty littering our classroom :p hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err.. Is it good or bad to be a goody-do-shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activist.. Environmentalist.. Humanist.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-1369905064017655158?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/1369905064017655158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=1369905064017655158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1369905064017655158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/1369905064017655158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-jeanne-and-i-am-goody-do-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-6051011417350776393</id><published>2007-02-08T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:54:18.549Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. came to school.. Everybody in the class was talking about Julia's Party about how it was such a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arianne came to school and Julian was absent cuz he couldnt wake up after last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Pretty much boring day. Though it was much fun i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-6051011417350776393?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/6051011417350776393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=6051011417350776393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6051011417350776393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6051011417350776393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/so.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-6226915460462467599</id><published>2007-02-07T10:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:54:18.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julia's Birthday today&lt;/span&gt;. I gave her a poem. Yepp. In the middle of reciting it in front of those who went to Gerry's somebody called me. So, I didn't get to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn. I hate this day. A person wrecked my day. Its like an &lt;b&gt;atomic bomb&lt;/b&gt; hit the classroom tuloy. No more peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out after class to Promenade. I am so pissed off right now because I only got to eat because I thought my mom would be coming home too late that I couldn't do my homework, and when i came home, guess who I found? My mom and my driver were eating! They have been home for hours! Darn. Yeah. &lt;u&gt;I am really really pissed.&lt;/u&gt;  I wanted to stay longer pa naman because almost everone was there! For once the boys didn't wander off!! :( I have never been this sad before. I really was having a great time pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do my homework then. I got loads of time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanga. Tanga. Tanga. &lt;b&gt;TANGA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-6226915460462467599?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/6226915460462467599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=6226915460462467599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6226915460462467599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6226915460462467599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/julias-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-4901487595357050415</id><published>2007-02-05T10:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:16:54.300Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Addictions are so hard to get over. Damn it. Yeah. Well, I sorta wanna admit my addiction though its too tough to admit. You will be shocked when you hear it. Only a very few number of people know about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unusually usual&lt;/span&gt;.. Yeah. I kinda hated this day though. Something just made me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of cinnamon bark! Hahahah.. not my addiction by the way ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sim Life Stories&lt;/span&gt; to come out. In the US, its going to be out by Feb. 8! So my question is, how bout South East Asia then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POLITICS&lt;/span&gt; with Andre! Haha.. weird. We just like talking bout it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-4901487595357050415?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/4901487595357050415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=4901487595357050415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/4901487595357050415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/4901487595357050415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/addictions-are-so-hard-to-get-over.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-6049827768851429603</id><published>2007-02-02T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:39:25.298Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn. i wanna cry. too much stress. my ninang is dead. :( and i only knew a while ago.. as we asked if she was home, to find out that she was gone foever is just so. Argh. Shre reached Christmas but not the new year? Why didn't anybody tell me? The last time I visited her and talked to her was in November. Darn. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURE UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 243px;" src="http://i5.tinypic.com/2hocpk0.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://i9.tinypic.com/2cnje3t.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 244px;" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/44i5jr8.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 467px;" src="http://i18.tinypic.com/2yos4jp.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Gum Gum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 166px;" src="http://i18.tinypic.com/29dbt52.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not Dum Dum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-6049827768851429603?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/6049827768851429603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=6049827768851429603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6049827768851429603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/6049827768851429603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.tinypic.com/2hocpk0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-2083767654839958901</id><published>2007-02-02T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:06:14.377Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By 6.40pm the moon was just so perfect. It has been a full moon for 2 days (well, i think so..) and it was glowing so bright. It was not white as it usually is but it was more on beige, and it just matced the dark blue sea of clouds tonight. It reminded me of Coldplay's album cover of Parachutes and ironically, I was listening to the album when I noticed the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So MAJOR Update.&lt;br /&gt;Poetry Contest was just yesterday, and it went good. I won 3rd place. On fifth was Consebido, on fourth was Vergara, on second was Conferido and on first place was C. Pasucal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't attend classes after the competition. I didn't feel like it. Not at all because my back was aching and i got my wish! My wish that I would get a bad cough, though I got it on the wrong time. The day after the competition which was today. It really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates saw another side of me the otehr day. I won't go into the details. Though I will say that I was on my bad side. That was only level 2. I admit I am a good girl, but I do have a hidden dark side. Which is very cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out and celebrated at Tiendesitas, and I just got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, basically that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-2083767654839958901?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/2083767654839958901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=2083767654839958901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2083767654839958901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/2083767654839958901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/02/by-6.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-8194054861415660493</id><published>2007-01-30T10:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:15:15.925Z</updated><title type='text'>I am not supposed to be online</title><content type='html'>I am not supposed to be online. I am supposed to be practicing and memorizing the last stanza of my poem. BUT I am doing research ;) I have to find out what a Nebula looks like. And I did. But I will be gone in 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I added 5 new stuff to my wishlist. Motorizr z3, creative zen vision, Dolce &amp; Gabbana sunglasses, Blind guy glasses (all black and no one can see your eyes.), and a Beat Generation bag. Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.. lmao.. lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All we need is a little bit of momentum&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown these walls that we’ve built around ourselves&lt;br /&gt;All we need is a little bit of inertia&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown and tell, breakdown and tell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakuu.. The Hush Sound is great in putting things we learn in things into their songs. Makes it easier when it comes to exams though don't sing the song too loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's is coming up. Wow. So, we have to make this love letter to a either our crush/love or somebody you admire like a celebrity or your future spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe. Benito Soliven (Max Soliven's dad) wrote a letter when he was 17 years old (?) to his future wife. Its such a sweet story daw. Well, that's what Mrs. Sagadal said.  I really wanna read the book. It sounds so sweet though somewhat corny. But still sweet. It was just a very heartfelt letter showiing that he will love and cherish the woman he will marry. "I don't know if I have met you or seen you before but I promise to love you--" something like that. Yeah. I wonder where I can read the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I go into politics? No way. Haha. My family might die. Haha. Yeah. It does happen. Death threats. nakuu, even to the nicest people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-8194054861415660493?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/8194054861415660493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=8194054861415660493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/8194054861415660493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/8194054861415660493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-not-supposed-to-be-online.html' title='I am not supposed to be online'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116999301508866198</id><published>2007-01-28T13:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-28T14:03:35.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. My weekend. Stayed at my cousins house. Making fun of George and His dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Norma wants to watch her programs and &lt;u&gt;George wants to Xbox 360&lt;/u&gt;." -His Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pimpin-g-g-g-g-g" -His Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate math but I love US History" -George.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RESULTS ON HIS REPORT CARD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall Term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US HISTORY: C&lt;br /&gt;MATH      : B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stupid Idiot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116999301508866198?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116999301508866198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116999301508866198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116999301508866198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116999301508866198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116981596446220369</id><published>2007-01-26T12:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:52:44.476Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam Week.&lt;br /&gt;Hell as always. But fun. Go home early, go out with your friends before doing so. Study. Computer. T.V. Yeah. Pretty much what happend. Oh, and a Grey's Anatomy &amp; American Idol Addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George is gone. Or actually, will be gone. Its too hard. My cousins are who I have to face to get him and that's a fight. I don't wanna ruin my relationship with my cousins over a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to find the guy that is right for a girl? All I ask is a good personality, lots of same interests, nice and generous. Yeah. I guess it is hard to ask for. Not much guys around there like that. I am picky. But only in their personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need gum. Chewing gum. Its my replacement for my was almost to be an addiction. Yeah. Very few people know about this.. Only.. Umm.. 2 people do.. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now about the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. Fun. After exams went out with Jessica to Jollibee. Lol, much fun. Jessica had 4 Choco Mallow Pies. Wow. Haha. Lots of Fun. It was so hot outside. I made Jessica wait 5 minutes to finish Talk by Coldplay that was playing on the stereo outside Greenwhich. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Filipino this day I think. For sure I have a low score. Thats what a person gets from transferring schools so often. Went out with Jessica, Eana, Arianne, Jean and Jannica. Much fun. Laughtrip. Our stomach and mouths hurt from laughing too much! We ate alot too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDo again after school, this time Kassandra came with us. We recieved a hand out from Mrs. Sagadal for Homeroom um, I mean RHGP. Good Manners. Haha. Arianne made fun of it, so now we want her to repeat and repeat it! Haha. Define Hostess would you Arianne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDo again. Same people. I took a video of Arianne doing the Good Manners thing. You will beasically hear laughing. Arianne's voice was very quiet and our laughing is heard all through the video. Sayang. Its on my Multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Today! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to be dismissed at 10.30am! Though we decided to hang out in our classroom. With no air-con!! Losers. They dont know hoe to break rules yet! Haha. nakuu. People wont know anyway! haha. After school Me, Arianne, Andre and Julia went to Gateway. We watched A Night at the Museum. Fun! Haha. Yeah, then I walked home and took a break. Just lied in my mom's bed and listend to meditation music. Yeah. It helps you relax! Especially Enya. Woah. I am becoming some kind of whacko. First was the Microbiotic Diet (but I'm not on it. I just like the idea.) then the meditation. Lol, I'm a Chris Martin match!! Haha. Kidding. He's too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not drinking anymore Starbucks. Yeah. Woah. My cousin is home!! WAhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116981596446220369?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116981596446220369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116981596446220369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116981596446220369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116981596446220369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/exam-week.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116954347628327061</id><published>2007-01-23T08:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-23T09:14:47.820Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yipee. Sooo.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam week. Just last weekend I went out with my mom to buy a buisness attire for me.&lt;br /&gt;Durnt it. I only have like 1 week to memorize 4 stanzas. I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Study: is a bore. is a torture to students. but it has great benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no inspiration at all at this time. I haven't wrote a piece in ages.&lt;br /&gt;Hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New campaign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.tinypic.com/29eniuw.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3 cents = 1 peso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why im on a starbucks hiatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116954347628327061?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116954347628327061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116954347628327061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116954347628327061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116954347628327061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/yipee.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i11.tinypic.com/29eniuw_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116936592371030970</id><published>2007-01-21T07:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-21T07:52:03.736Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Wrap My Words Around You"&lt;br /&gt;By: Daniel Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it fair to write a song to a woman?&lt;br /&gt;Is it fair play to try and win her heart?&lt;br /&gt;Is it right to bring her sonnets&lt;br /&gt;In the morning time?&lt;br /&gt;To express the first few&lt;br /&gt;Longings when they start&lt;br /&gt;To express the first few&lt;br /&gt;Longings when they start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it right to let her feelings&lt;br /&gt;Rise to catch you?&lt;br /&gt;Is it OK when her heart begins to fall?&lt;br /&gt;Would you blame me if I&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you girl?&lt;br /&gt;Would I wrong you&lt;br /&gt;To say anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;Would I wrong you&lt;br /&gt;To say anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;If I wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;If I wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay&lt;br /&gt;Would it play with your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a hunter if&lt;br /&gt;I send poems to please you?&lt;br /&gt;Am I a cad if&lt;br /&gt;I mean everything I say?&lt;br /&gt;Should I even let you know&lt;br /&gt;This song's about you girl&lt;br /&gt;Just because I want to see you smile today&lt;br /&gt;And my words may bind you&lt;br /&gt;To me much too tightly&lt;br /&gt;You may choke on them if we fall apart&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair to write a song to a woman&lt;br /&gt;Because a woman takes a song into her heart&lt;br /&gt;Because a woman takes a song into her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Till you stay, till you stay, let me&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Darling, wrap my words around you&lt;br /&gt;Till you stay&lt;br /&gt;Would it play with your heart&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who own Nokia 6680 phones help me please!!!&lt;br /&gt;When I want to send pictures via bluetooth it says "Bluetooth is currently off, switch on?" I press YES then another message pops up saying "Memory Full. Close Applications and try again later." and by the way, I have no memory card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP! Wah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arianne, sorry na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study? Wah. I cant find my Enlish notebook. TLE is hard! Computer =I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot. I'm exited to go back to Denmark. Shopping! Whoot yeah! Shopping before we leave because we need the proper clothing for the weather. SPRING. My fave season. Not too hot not too cold. Sweaters and jackets are needed. Sunglasses!. Decent shoes for walking around. A scarf? Just to be sure. A good bag to carry stuff around in. A good wallet. wahh.. hihihi.. a whole new wardrobe i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get a new computer. I am so sick of this computer. Sim life stories. wuhoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new phone. sana talaga. I really need a decent phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nokia PC Suite is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cucusoft is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watermarks are lame! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116936592371030970?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116936592371030970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116936592371030970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116936592371030970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116936592371030970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/wrap-my-words-around-you-by-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116930793387936420</id><published>2007-01-20T15:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:45:33.893Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahh. I think I broke kuya dodoy's phone. Uh-oh. Ahck. First I lost him memory card now this. Gahd. I have to fess up. Darn. Well, he hated his phone anyway. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116930793387936420?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116930793387936420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116930793387936420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116930793387936420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116930793387936420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116903647098969219</id><published>2007-01-17T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:21:11.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny Day.&lt;br /&gt;Great news. I will be happy soon. My prayers will be answerd soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I have been interested in Macrobiotic diet, lol, its like have been on it ever since my dad died! Haha. Its almost all we eat. I had no clue before. Don't worry, it can't harm people. It's just a good balance of food, to keep you healthy, and if you maintain this, you will have a good balance of yin and yang which will make your body healthy and you will be at peace then. Basically, you are healthy. It's not to loose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Martin is so cute! NOT an apple martini ok? She's Gwenyeth Paltrow and Chris Martin's daughter. I saw some latest pics, an I have to say, she looks more and more like.. Umm.. Her parents. Dad's eyes and mom's hair. I never get to see her lips 'cuz she keeps on sucking her thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlds Sexiest Vegetarian. Haha. Cool. There is such a thing. It's PETA's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/1600/352723/mommytags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/320/640588/mommytags.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a cute necklace. Chris and Gwen gave this to Apple when she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT: Dumping a lover is just as cruel as dumping rice, cotton, corn, and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;Cool. that's my new Make Trade Fair slogan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont drink Starbucks from now on. Even if the issue is coffee, and I usually get frapps, im still not drinking another sip. Only 1.50 Php, yes One peso and roughly fifty centavos are going to the farmers. Its so unfair. And to think, they make billionda in a matter of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Paul McCartney now SIR Paul McCartney? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116903647098969219?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116903647098969219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116903647098969219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116903647098969219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116903647098969219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/funny-day.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116894956966200409</id><published>2007-01-16T11:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:12:49.676Z</updated><title type='text'>Ohh i missed you!</title><content type='html'>I soooooooo miss internet. Grabe. So, update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout as you see. made by me though I dont want to brag about it since all I did was recolor and new header. Err.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams beat me up. Grabe. I'm very unimpressed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday last week (Jan. 10) we had no classes due to the burial of Mr. Soliven. The night before, my mom texted me to get ready with my glasses for a check up. GREAT. My vision is still the same. Ahck, my glasses are so irritating now. Haha. Di bagay! Haha. Well, then I wanted a hair cut since the weekend so we searched for a salon. Vivere here we go. Yey. My hair is lovely when its straight! Yippee! When its at its usual bedraggeld state, its just thinner (yes, it was possible! haha.) I love my hair when its straight now. But im sticking to my curls ;) It's one of the things that you can compare to my sisters. Haha. Its the only thing I don't like. We don't look the same. Our personalities are the same though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOL I TOOK AWAY THE PICTURE!!* Eherherherher.. Whoot. Yeap. He's ugly! Haha. Lol judge him. But whatever you say he takes care of my heart. Whoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Why cant we resize images on compose anymore?! Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love The Killers. Especially Brandon Flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going to the AC fair alone. Whoot. It's ok. My classmates weren't allowed kasi exams are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I went out with just my mom. Fun day. Lots of chit chat. Catching up on things. Haha. we only do this when my mom has cash or her credit card is cleared. Well, our case was a new credit card. Yippee. New Converse, and lip gloss and I finally got an allowance. Whoot cool. Haha. I was suppossed to buy more but I felt like I didnt deserve it. Darn. How stupid of me. Yes I do! Haha.. Mango was on sale, I was suppossed to buy alot though we got out as soon as my mom spotted a theif. Grabe. She almost stole something from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is broken. That's why I'm using Kuya Dodoy's Nokia 6680. Though I left the memory card in my cousin's computer's memory card slot. Great. I can't reach it anymore! Wahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current prepaid load balance on my phone is -6.00 Yes, you read my right. -6.00 as in Negative Six Pesos and Zero Centavos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasang Awa in Filipino! Yipee! I am happy I even passed! Even if I have been here for 4 years, I can't speak DEEP FILIPINO. So I still have a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should get a new phone. My warranty is till April anyway. I have gone through alot of trouble with this phone. I really am fustrated na. This is like the 5th time it has happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone. Its your portable Lamptop! Whoot. I love it. Its the greatest. though $600?! i'll wait till there's a camera in that thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Grey's Anatomy Season 2!! Star World Repeated! Darn. I need to finish Season 2! And guess what, in every store I have been to, SOLD OUT. Any mall. Anyone who can lend me the DVD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new computer. As in seriously. I need it. Every program has trouble closing. I cant wait 'till May 9. Vista is welcomed to the Philippine Market. Yes! Though then the prices of computers will definitley increase due to AERO approval. Great. Just awesome. Then I'm not sure if programs have to be AERO approved as well. Darn. I need to do more research. Though studies first. Whatever. I'm fed up. I'm too exited for vacation. Its like 100+ days left to the last day of school! Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much more to write but very little time. Grabe.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update my Multiply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116894956966200409?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116894956966200409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116894956966200409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116894956966200409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116894956966200409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohh-i-missed-you.html' title='Ohh i missed you!'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116851504647815978</id><published>2007-01-11T11:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:30:46.493Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn. our DSL os broken.&lt;br /&gt;New layout. By ME! HAhaha.. no much done really.. based on The Killers song "Somebody Told Me."&lt;br /&gt;Long Test week.&lt;br /&gt;No classes wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;I got The Killers 2nd Album 'Sams Town'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-08-07&lt;br /&gt;TLE, VE, Computer and English, History exam. I must say History was hell on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-09-07&lt;br /&gt;LT, PE and some other subject.&lt;br /&gt;I slept after answering the PE exam. I loved that sleep. I really got to rest. And plus, it was cold and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-10-07&lt;br /&gt;No classes. Finished up notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-11-07&lt;br /&gt;"You are good at reciting but have a bad memory." sounds like Paula Abdul and a Simon Powell noh? (Powell right?) It was Mrs. David. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot. I want the iPhone. ORIGINAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone combines three products — a revolutionary mobile phone, a widescreen iPod with touch controls, and a breakthrough Internet communications device with desktop-class email, web browsing, maps, and searching — into one small and lightweight handheld device. iPhone also introduces an entirely new user interface based on a large multi-touch display and pioneering new software, letting you control everything with just your fingers. So it ushers in an era of software power and sophistication never before seen in a mobile device, completely redefining what you can do on a mobile phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great though I think it scratches easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Park -My Love!! Wahh! Yeah. Well.. Basta. hehehe.. NOTE: HE is NOT Korean!! Haha.. He is half American half Filipino. hahahha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116851504647815978?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116851504647815978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116851504647815978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116851504647815978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116851504647815978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116773992700335380</id><published>2007-01-02T12:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:12:07.020Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got online. The whole day I was on this road trip with my mom to this Mango Farm. I was hoping that I could concentrate in the car with reading, but no. I had pressure on my ears since we were at the top of a mountain, and I had a head ache. I loved the smell of fresh air though. Ahck. I am rushing to read the summary of Oliver Twist Chapters 28-53, and I also have to read Ibong Adarna (though I always read the summary of it) and I have 4 stanzas of my poem left. I can do the poem part once this head ache goes away. Oh, and I have to touch up my Power Point Presentation, and I have  to finish Math homework. Yeah. I am pretty dumb not to do the work before. Well.. I'm off working my but of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116773992700335380?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116773992700335380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116773992700335380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116773992700335380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116773992700335380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-just-got-online.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116765182056250649</id><published>2007-01-01T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:43:40.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="532"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=24542774" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=24542774" height="532"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/24542774/"&gt;Peter and Wendy&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://adreen.deviantart.com/"&gt;Adreen&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116765182056250649?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116765182056250649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116765182056250649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116765182056250649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116765182056250649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/peter-and-wendy-by-adreen-on.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116763523163956714</id><published>2007-01-01T06:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:07:11.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By 8 o' clock in the evening, the sky was already filled with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were non-stop and it had been the best &lt;i&gt;media-noche&lt;/i&gt; (how do you spell that?) ever.&lt;br /&gt;Although my new Years was missing something. &lt;b&gt;Sam&lt;/b&gt;. I remember his first New Years eve.&lt;br /&gt;We were in the same room where I am now, sitting on the bed, showing him the pretty fireworks. And after each one would pop, he would jump down, and jump back up again on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007:&lt;/b&gt; The year for me to &lt;u&gt;discover myself&lt;/u&gt; more. The year to set things straight. The year for me to fullfill what would be good for a piece of paper that I will present to a college dean someday. I also want this year to be the year where I become a better friend. &lt;u&gt;Become more alert&lt;/u&gt;. Become more open, and aviod whatever can hurt me. And this year, I will look after my education. The best gift a child can get. Especially is they can afford school supplies, a proper uniform and a tuition fee. Few kids have this gift. And since I am lucky to have this gift, I will not take advantage of it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I kept on thinking about Denmark. How it would be to be back, what it would be like, how my family looks like. And to think, my family has changed alot, well, that's what I think, and imagine, from the letters they send me, they have really changed. My cousins, both black belts! My sisters are now living well, they both have a great job and my uncle and aunt, tanned. Yup, tanned, they go on vacation very often, and well. Hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about me? Well, I was going through a few of my pictures from before. Haha. Im not the same person I was before. Still the same in my personality but I became more confident, more open, more, mature. Well, duh. Haha. You can't stay 8 forever! HAha. But seriously, I am a different person. I think my family will actually be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. &lt;b&gt;a car downstaris almost blew up!&lt;/b&gt; Seriously. This firework went straight to the side, and &lt;u&gt;under the car&lt;/u&gt;! Good thing, it didn't blow up? Haha. That would be a scene. There were alot of beautiful fireworks over at Makati and Ortigas, though I didn't get a good view at the rooftoop since I could not find a ladder to climb up the laundry cells. Though I did see some. Downstairs was just crazy. Fireworks everywhere. Most sounded like a bomb actually, and my ears hurt so much since I have a slight cold and to think I came from the 24th floor and went down to the ground floor really hurt my ears, and just even the slightest sound of a firecracker hurt my ear already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. yesterday, I has a &lt;b&gt;Greys Anatomy Marathon&lt;/b&gt;. Well.. sorta. Downloaded a few episodes on Limewire. And the good thing is, I finally got to relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, as I woke up I recited my poem 3 times so I have it at heart, its something I learnt at workshop. I already memorized the first page. Another one to go for the afternoon! I still have to finish my Power Point presentation for Computer. Though I can't upload my pictures! :( Christmas pics are with my cousin, and 1 of my USB ports wont work. Damn it. Then I have to scan all the pictures from when I was in Disneyland. Great. I have lots to do. And not to mention Math homework and I have to finish reading Oliver Twist and Ibong Adarna. Damn. Talk about living in Durn^tkenstien. HAha.. well.. anyway. I have to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that we will be better people, trying to live in a better world doing our best to protect our natural environment and the air we breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&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/28314029-116763523163956714?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116763523163956714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116763523163956714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116763523163956714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116763523163956714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/by-8-o-clock-in-evening-sky-was_01.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116763518068403279</id><published>2007-01-01T06:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:06:20.713Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By 8 o' clock in the evening, the sky was already filled with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were non-stop and it had been the best &lt;i&gt;media-noche&lt;/i&gt; (how do you spell that?) ever.&lt;br /&gt;Although my new Years was missing something. &lt;b&gt;Sam&lt;/b&gt;. I remember his first New Years eve.&lt;br /&gt;We were in the same room where I am now, sitting on the bed, showing him the pretty fireworks. And after each one would pop, he would jump down, and jump back up again on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007:&lt;/b&gt; The year for me to &lt;u&gt;discover myself&lt;/u&gt; more. The year to set things straight. The year for me to fullfill what would be good for a piece of paper that I will present to a college dean someday. I also want this year to be the year where I become a better friend. &lt;u&gt;Become more alert&lt;/u&gt;. Become more open, and aviod whatever can hurt me. And this year, I will look after my education. The best gift a child can get. Especially is they can afford school supplies, a proper uniform and a tuition fee. Few kids have this gift. And since I am lucky to have this gift, I will not take advantage of it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I kept on thinking about Denmark. How it would be to be back, what it would be like, how my family looks like. And to think, my family has changed alot, well, that's what I think, and imagine, from the letters they send me, they have really changed. My cousins, both black belts! My sisters are now living well, they both have a great job and my uncle and aunt, tanned. Yup, tanned, they go on vacation very often, and well. Hayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about me? Well, I was going through a few of my pictures from before. Haha. Im not the same person I was before. Still the same in my personality but I became more confident, more open, more, mature. Well, duh. Haha. You can't stay 8 forever! HAha. But seriously, I am a different person. I think my family will actually be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. &lt;b&gt;a car downstaris almost blew up!&lt;/b&gt; Seriously. This firework went straight to the side, and &lt;u&gt;under the car&lt;/u&gt;! Good thing, it didn't blow up? Haha. That would be a scene. There were alot of beautiful fireworks over at Makati and Ortigas, though I didn't get a good view at the rooftoop since I could not find a ladder to climb up the laundry cells. Though I did see some. Downstairs was just crazy. Fireworks everywhere. Most sounded like a bomb actually, and my ears hurt so much since I have a slight cold and to think I came from the 24th floor and went down to the ground floor really hurt my ears, and just even the slightest sound of a firecracker hurt my ear already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. yesterday, I has a &lt;b&gt;Greys Anatomy Marathon&lt;/b&gt;. Well.. sorta. Downloaded a few episodes on Limewire. And the good thing is, I finally got to relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, as I woke up I recited my poem 3 times so I have it at heart, its something I learnt at workshop. I already memorized the first page. Another one to go for the afternoon! I still have to finish my Power Point presentation for Computer. Though I can't upload my pictures! :( Christmas pics are with my cousin, and 1 of my USB ports wont work. Damn it. Then I have to scan all the pictures from when I was in Disneyland. Great. I have lots to do. And not to mention Math homework and I have to finish reading Oliver Twist and Ibong Adarna. Damn. Talk about living in Durn^tkenstien. HAha.. well.. anyway. I have to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that we will be better people, trying to live in a better world doing our best to protect our natural environment and the air we breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&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/28314029-116763518068403279?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116763518068403279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116763518068403279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116763518068403279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116763518068403279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2007/01/by-8-o-clock-in-evening-sky-was.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116736606053104133</id><published>2006-12-29T04:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-29T04:21:00.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There we go.. I had trouble with blogger for the past week!&lt;br /&gt;Well. Ayun.&lt;br /&gt;Noting new I guess.. Just bored.. Though I should not be bored since I have alot of work to do!! I have to finish the written report in TLE, memorize my poem (I'm still on the first page!), and I have to finish my Math homework (which I guess is easy to do if we do a little magic ;)) and.. My computer assignment! Wait, there's more. Clean up all my notebooks, finish notes in English, read Oliver Twist, read Ibong Adarna and.. I know I'm missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll change my layout soon. Pero not the one I have been planning to make due to that I have no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll just play my Sims for a little while then I'll start on requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot yeah.. We might look for a house in San Juan, meaning I can have a puppy! Whoot! Yeah.. Name? Brandon :D Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe we'll move to Ayala Alabang (sosy! haha) because my mom has buisness there na something na.. Well, really complex.&lt;br /&gt;PERO I'M NOT SURE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116736606053104133?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116736606053104133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116736606053104133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116736606053104133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116736606053104133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/there-we-go.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116670525115011606</id><published>2006-12-21T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:47:31.193Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I open my eyes, and think "Its still dark, just sleep."&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes again after 3 hours. "its still dark. what time is it?" I look at the clock and shock myself. It was already 11.40am. I slept soo long.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sooo tired. I still want to sleep. But its 11.40. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So I sleep some more.&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes and saw my alarm clock 12:02.&lt;br /&gt;I might as well get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, I felt like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt; when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink water. Ahh.. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your face. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gahd, that felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush your hair. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean your glasses. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Better color.&lt;/span&gt; [P.S.: Joshua &amp; Richard, you don't have to pay anymore. I fixed my glasses myself.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the kitchen, washed my hands, got out the sliced bread, butter and sugar. Then I got out a pan. I cooked my breakfast. Yum. &lt;u&gt;French Toast&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mom didn't leave yet. So I asked her if I could come with her where ever she is going. Yehay. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soundtripping in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drove around these places where my mom had to go. Then aroundd 3pm we went to Mega Mall. I saw the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/span&gt; tarpolin in the parking lot. "Mom, can we get Krispy Kreme?" haha.. I have been craving something sweet for the past 2 days. I gained weight. Not saying how much. But I know how much. Its not obvious when I wear my uniform.. Anyway, it was onky a bit, but still. I finished a whole chocolate bar overnight. I think its because the fact that my Sims 1 dics blew up (literally, it did, and remember, I don't support fake software and fake PC games, it was an ORIGINAL and plus, it was from Denmark, it was not Deluxe Edition, it was the RARE first human simulation by Maxis) and I don't have my Sims 2 discs with me, freaks me out, my tita might blow up my Sims 2. Not my precious. I want my precious back! I want it back you hear! Well, back to my point, when I am missng something, I crave for something else. Yeah. Its true. Phsycological problem? Maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got a box of Krispy Kreme. Then we went to the Chrismas Bazaar at the Megatrade hall. Then we went around Cyber Zone. I spent a long time at Data Blitz (oooh yeah, I'm loyal to them) searching for SPORE another game by Will Wright. Ohh yeah, seems soo cool. Haha.. Yeah. I'm a freak, well, I'm indie. I was there for about half an hour, until I finally asked the sales lady "do you have a game named 'Spore'? Distributed by EA GAMES?" and the sales lady replied "Spore? No, sorry." Darn. All my time went to waste! Hahahaha.. Well.. at least I did something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, when I came outside of the store, my Mom and Driver were sitting at vacant seats at the gaming center of Villman. I noticed the kids playing Sims1.. :( Aww.. little n00bs.. haha.. you have to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;talk-talk-talk hug-hug-hug kiss-kiss-kiss to make sims's relationships become 100&lt;/span&gt;. Hayy.. you will learn someday. Too bad it isn't like that in The Sims 2. With the Sims 2, its like real life, you need chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow I'm going &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Simbang Gabi&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tracie&lt;/span&gt;. Yippee.. Woah.. I have to call her. I have no load!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116670525115011606?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116670525115011606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116670525115011606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116670525115011606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116670525115011606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-open-my-eyes-and-think-its-still.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116662394726982521</id><published>2006-12-20T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:12:27.293Z</updated><title type='text'>when you are bored, you do these kind of stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 89% Indie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howindieareyouquiz/indie-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so indie, it's kind of amazing that you actually found your way to this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, your tastes are genuinely indie... but sometimes you like something just because it's weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Social Butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/social-butterfly.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your friends so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're motto is "the more, the merrier"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure everyone's included is your mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you always prefer a group of ten to a group of two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Mature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/mature-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely act like an adult sometimes, but a big part of you is still a kid at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your immature side is definitely fun, you're going to have to grow up sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;Are You Immature?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="color: black;" align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;55% General American English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;25% Yankee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;15% Dixie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;0% Upper Midwestern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofamericanenglishdoyouspeakquiz/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Inner European is Irish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/irish.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprited and boisterous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink everyone under the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner European?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be a Poet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/poet.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a way with words... and a talent for drawing the pure emotions out of experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your poetry has the potential to make people laugh and cry at the same time. You just need to write it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Career Personality: Quiet, Sevice -Oriented, and Practical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/isfp.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Ideal Careers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concierge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esthetician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest Ranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gardener &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewelry designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pediatrician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/"&gt;The Quick and Dirty Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Depression Level: 52%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoudepressedquiz/depressed-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to have mild depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people fall into your range, and it's quite possible you don't need treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been feeling this way for a while, you may want to seek help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudepressedquiz/"&gt;Are You Depressed?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caramel Frappuccino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/caramel.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative and expressive, you tend to match your Frappuccino flavor to your mood. And a flavored syrup is always a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Frappuccino Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Old Fashioned Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/oldfashionednamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ursula Froggenhall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/oldfashionednamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Old Fashioned Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Learning Style: Unconventional and Insightful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/infj.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and ingenious. You're attracted to any field of study that lets you break the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparative religions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eastern religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&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/28314029-116662394726982521?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116662394726982521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116662394726982521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116662394726982521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116662394726982521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-you-are-bored-you-do-these-kind.html' title='when you are bored, you do these kind of stuff.'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116658762807212716</id><published>2006-12-20T11:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-20T04:22:15.793Z</updated><title type='text'>ayun. it works!</title><content type='html'>Surveyy from Andre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1* Do you like to talk alot? &lt;br /&gt;`Yup. &lt;br /&gt;2* Do you love anyone now? &lt;br /&gt;`Nope&lt;br /&gt;3* Do you hate being scolded in public?&lt;br /&gt;`Haha.. duh. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4* Do you hate school?&lt;br /&gt;`50/50. I hate class. I love my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;5* Do you hate yourself?&lt;br /&gt;`Somtimes&lt;br /&gt;6* Do you find yourself cute?&lt;br /&gt;`Haha.. YES!&lt;br /&gt;7* Do you feel like having a gf/bf right now?&lt;br /&gt;`Nope&lt;br /&gt;8* Do you smoke or drink?&lt;br /&gt;`Nope&lt;br /&gt;9* Do you like your teachers?&lt;br /&gt;`Err.. I like teachers when they don't teach.&lt;br /&gt;10* Do you take drugs?&lt;br /&gt;`haha.. Nope, but I was drugged! Wahh.. j/k! Lol, in a way I was!&lt;br /&gt;11* Do you like going to the movies?&lt;br /&gt;`Yup Yup Yup!&lt;br /&gt;12* Do you have a pet?&lt;br /&gt;`5 Fish&lt;br /&gt;13* Do you prefer calling? or sms?&lt;br /&gt;`When I was in Denmark, I called alot more then SMS. Now, I SMS.&lt;br /&gt;14* Do you eat every morning?&lt;br /&gt;`Yes.&lt;br /&gt;15* Do you go on net everyday?&lt;br /&gt;`YES&lt;br /&gt;16* Do you want to cry now?&lt;br /&gt;`Nope&lt;br /&gt;17* What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;`Downloading all my songs again. I should have backed them up.&lt;br /&gt;18* What are you thinking of now?&lt;br /&gt;`Brandon Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;19* What are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;`I hear this person speaking into a mega phone saying "Boom tarat tarat". Wierd.&lt;br /&gt;20* Last person to message you?&lt;br /&gt;`Kuya Mark.&lt;br /&gt;21* Last time you got lonely?&lt;br /&gt;`2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;22* Last time someone made you happy?&lt;br /&gt;`yesterday, the technician! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;23* Are you angry at someone?&lt;br /&gt;``I'm angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;24* Guitar or Drums?&lt;br /&gt;`Drums. Keeps the beat. I am not fond of guitarists. Ups. different topic na yun! haha..&lt;br /&gt;25* Gay or Lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;`I have no promblem with homosexuals. Unless they are flirty. &lt;br /&gt;26* Do you like bisexuals?&lt;br /&gt;`I have no promblem with bisexuals. Unless they are flirty. &lt;br /&gt;27* Do you love the people who make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;`Sure&lt;br /&gt;28* Do you believe in those people?&lt;br /&gt;`lol, some.&lt;br /&gt;29* What is your target for this year?&lt;br /&gt;`Make use of what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;30* Do you rather shop alone or with people?&lt;br /&gt;`Alone.&lt;br /&gt;31* Who do you hate now?&lt;br /&gt;`Me.&lt;br /&gt;32* Who are your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;`Tracie &amp; Zia&lt;br /&gt;33* Who are you missing now?&lt;br /&gt;`Tracie &amp; Zia!&lt;br /&gt;34* How are you feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;`I'm still sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. Finally. Blogger works! Yippe! Haha.. Might not go to Subic anymore :( Ok lang! As long as I'm with my family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday, I watched &lt;i&gt;Oprah&lt;/i&gt;. It was this Christmas Special. Gahd. It made me cry! Oprah went to South Africa to give children whose parents are dying of AIDS. I really went into tears! Grabe. So touching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated my Playlist. In no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/48mjf69.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beautiful World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By: Coldplay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Album: Parachutes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bones are sinking like stones&lt;br /&gt;All that we fall for&lt;br /&gt;Homes places we've grown&lt;br /&gt;All of us are done for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we live in a beautiful world (yeah we do yeah we do)&lt;br /&gt;We live in a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bones sinking like stones&lt;br /&gt;All that we've fall for&lt;br /&gt;homes places we've grown&lt;br /&gt;All of us are done for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we live in a beautiful world (yeah we do yeah we do)&lt;br /&gt;We live in a beautiful world X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh all that I know is nothing to run from&lt;br /&gt;Cause yeah everybody here got's somebody to lean on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/48mjf69.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wine Red&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By: The Hush Sound&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Album: Like Vines&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who shot that arrow in your throat?&lt;br /&gt;Who missed the crimson apple?&lt;br /&gt;It hung heavy on the tree above your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect&lt;br /&gt;Give your immortality to me; I'll set you up against the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria,&lt;br /&gt;We lied, we can't go on&lt;br /&gt;This is the time and this is the place to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who shot that arrow in your throat?&lt;br /&gt;Who missed the crimson apple?&lt;br /&gt;And there is discord in the garden tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea is wine red&lt;br /&gt;This is the death of beauty&lt;br /&gt;The doves have died&lt;br /&gt;The lovers have lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut the arrow from your neck&lt;br /&gt;Stretched you beneath the tree&lt;br /&gt;Among the roots and baby's breath&lt;br /&gt;I covered us with silver leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria,&lt;br /&gt;We lied, we can't go on&lt;br /&gt;This is the time and this is the place to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea is wine red&lt;br /&gt;This is the death of beauty&lt;br /&gt;The doves have died&lt;br /&gt;The lovers have lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea is wine red&lt;br /&gt;This is the death of beauty&lt;br /&gt;The doves have died&lt;br /&gt;The lovers have lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea is wine red (Gloria, we lied)&lt;br /&gt;This is the death of beauty (we lied, this is the time and place)&lt;br /&gt;The doves have died (Gloria, we lied)&lt;br /&gt;The lovers have lied (this is the time and place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By: The Killers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Album: Sam's Town&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Come with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a back road, we’re gonna look at the stars&lt;br /&gt;We took a back road in my car&lt;br /&gt;Down to the ocean, it’s only water and sand&lt;br /&gt;And in the ocean, we’ll hold hands&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t really like you&lt;br /&gt;Apologetically dressed in the best, put on a heartbeat cry&lt;br /&gt;Without an answer, the thunder speaks from the sky&lt;br /&gt;And on the cold, wet dirt I cry&lt;br /&gt;And on the cold, wet dirt I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna come with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna feel my bones&lt;br /&gt;On your bones?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cinematic vision ensued, like the holiest dream&lt;br /&gt;There’s someone calling, an angel whispers my name&lt;br /&gt;But the message relayed is the same&lt;br /&gt;(Wait ‘til tomorrow, you’ll be fine)&lt;br /&gt;It’s gone to the dogs in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I always hear them in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts calling, save me from this life&lt;br /&gt;But they can never wrong this right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna come with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna feel my bones&lt;br /&gt;On your bones?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna swim with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna feel my skin&lt;br /&gt;On your skin?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Never had a lover)&lt;br /&gt;I never had a lover&lt;br /&gt;(Never had soul)&lt;br /&gt;I never had soul&lt;br /&gt;(Never had a good time)&lt;br /&gt;And I never had a good time&lt;br /&gt;(Never got bored)&lt;br /&gt;I never got bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna come with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna feel my bones&lt;br /&gt;On your bones?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna swim with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna feel my skin&lt;br /&gt;On your skin?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna come with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wanna feel my bones&lt;br /&gt;On your bones?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and take a swim with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wanna feel my skin&lt;br /&gt;On your skin?&lt;br /&gt;It's only natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/48mjf69.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glamourous Indie Rock and Roll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By: The Killers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Album: Hot Fuss&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Glamorous indie rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;Its what I want&lt;br /&gt;Its in my soul&lt;br /&gt;its what I need&lt;br /&gt;indie rock and roll its time&lt;br /&gt;two of us&lt;br /&gt;flippin' through a thrift store magazine&lt;br /&gt;shes plays the drums im on tambourine&lt;br /&gt;bet ya ya bottom dollar im mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;its all i need&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the clutch&lt;br /&gt;of talkin every word for all the boys&lt;br /&gt;electric girls with worn down toys&lt;br /&gt;makin up breakin up&lt;br /&gt;what do you care&lt;br /&gt;o what do you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take my twist with a shout&lt;br /&gt;a coffee shop with a cause&lt;br /&gt;man i'll freak you out&lt;br /&gt;no sex, no drugs, no luck, no love&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay if you wanna love me stay&lt;br /&gt;o dont be shy&lt;br /&gt;lets cause a scene&lt;br /&gt;like lovers do&lt;br /&gt;on silver screen&lt;br /&gt;lets make it yeh we'll cause a scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;its all i need&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in the clutch&lt;br /&gt;of talkin every word for all the boys)&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;its all i need&lt;br /&gt;(Oooohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;makin up breakin up&lt;br /&gt;what do you care&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;(oooo two of us&lt;br /&gt;flippin through a thrift store magazine)&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me&lt;br /&gt;its all i need&lt;br /&gt;(Oooooohhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;makin up breakin up&lt;br /&gt;what do you care&lt;br /&gt;its indie rock and roll for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/48mjf69.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smile Like You Mean It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By: The Killers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Album: Hot Fuss&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save some face, you know you've only got one&lt;br /&gt;Change your ways while you're young&lt;br /&gt;Boy, one day you'll be a man&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, he'll help you understand&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside&lt;br /&gt;We lost track of the time&lt;br /&gt;Dreams aren't what they used to be&lt;br /&gt;Some things sat by so carelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone is calling my name&lt;br /&gt;From the back of the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;And someone is playing a game&lt;br /&gt;In the house that I grew up in&lt;br /&gt;And someone will drive her around&lt;br /&gt;Down the same streets that I did&lt;br /&gt;On the same streets that I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no no no&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also added the album so it can ba easier to search ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Much Love &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116658762807212716?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116658762807212716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116658762807212716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116658762807212716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116658762807212716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/ayun-it-works.html' title='ayun. it works!'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.tinypic.com/48mjf69_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116625247728072425</id><published>2006-12-16T06:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:12:17.533Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me do a proper post. I have lots of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. December 13.&lt;br /&gt;-I can't remember what happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. December 14.&lt;br /&gt;-So, after school, I went out with Jessica and Jeremiah to help Jeremiah shop for presents. First we went to this Money Changer so Jessica could change her money so she could shop. Lol, we waited for the lady for around 10 minutes, she was in the CR the lady in the other stall said, so we waited and when she came, we found out they dont change Baht (currency in Thailand.) So, we went to the store where they sell stuff toys and helped Jeremiah pick something out. Then, we saw Joshua Avilla! So, I helped him pick out something for Arianne. After that, Jessica was so hungry so we went to McDo to eat, Jem's treat! Yipee! Thanks Jem ;D I only asked for large fries, Jessica asked for a 2 piece chicken, large drink! Hahaha.. Since Jessica didn't like the skin, I got the skin, and Jem also got me a large drink. He got a Big Mac. Ayun.. then we went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. December 15.&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas Party!! Wahh! Sooo much fun, but i got 3 blisters on my feet! I got alot of gifts! Thank You to all that gave me gifts!! Ahck! I hate those shoes even if they are pretty! Haha.. I won Ms. Friendship! Whoot! Thanks for voting ;)&lt;br /&gt;We went out after, we watched Tenacious D, starring Jack Black and Ben Stiller. Almost the whole cinema was full of OB people! Haha.. The movie was ok, not somehting I would watch over and over agian. Then after that, the guys (and Andre) and the boys split up. The boys played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DotA while the girls (and Andre) walked around promenade.&lt;br /&gt;So there was this guy, who smiled at me, and I did the same, the only thing is, I don't know him, though he looked familiar, He wasn't who I thought he was, so anyway. That was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 341px;" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/48bwjrp.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Chih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 457px; height: 341px;" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/2rymxb5.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia &amp; Kayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 344px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2dh5maq.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana &amp; Andre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://i12.tinypic.com/4bqvle9.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jannica &amp; Micheal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 463px; height: 349px;" src="http://i17.tinypic.com/351737m.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Jannica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 463px; height: 346px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/4gye89h.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feet of Kayne &amp; Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 483px; height: 362px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/35ncw2t.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot! Trip to Jerusalem, 2 seats left!! Go Boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 483px; height: 363px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2d6uo7a.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Girl Left, Wahh! "WAG MAGPABIGAT!" Julian &amp; Mohit left. [Julian won.] *Ouch.. Trip to Jerusalem hurts my lap. Keith's fault! Haha.. Ui, peace, next time, don't shift the weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 507px; height: 380px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2e67v2w.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me only!! hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 518px; height: 388px;" src="http://i12.tinypic.com/2e2o6tc.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Classmates.. well, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 523px; height: 392px;" src="http://i17.tinypic.com/4hn58v4.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VANITY TIME!!&lt;/b&gt; Wahh!! Hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 526px; height: 394px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4dgxgjo.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an APLLE! Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 529px; height: 396px;" src="http://i12.tinypic.com/29c2tdl.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 527px; height: 395px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2rgny0x.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 530px; height: 397px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/3zb9puc.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 535px; height: 401px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2vjzsch.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 534px; height: 400px;" src="http://i17.tinypic.com/2vaaznt.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What't that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 536px; height: 402px;" src="http://i16.tinypic.com/4hn5lyc.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karl Robosa's Gift! We all thought it was really big because the Toy Kingdom plastic was REALLY BIG, and so was the wrapping, when I heugged the wrapping, it sank all the way to the bottom! It was heavy pa! And it is sooo adorable! Thanks Karl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116625247728072425?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116625247728072425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116625247728072425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116625247728072425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116625247728072425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-me-do-proper-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.tinypic.com/48bwjrp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116592625077008055</id><published>2006-12-12T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-12T12:24:10.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Xmas party prep.</title><content type='html'>I am soo busy getting ready for the Christmas Party. I need ink. Darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116592625077008055?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116592625077008055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116592625077008055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116592625077008055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116592625077008055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-party-prep.html' title='Xmas party prep.'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116584228118524166</id><published>2006-12-11T13:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:04:41.196Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTICE TO KUYA JAYCO: I saw Ate Monique!! She died her hair ORANGE!! wahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yup.. I'm wayy busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116584228118524166?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116584228118524166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116584228118524166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116584228118524166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116584228118524166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/notice-to-kuya-jayco-i-saw-ate-monique.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116567620320215374</id><published>2006-12-09T14:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:56:43.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/1600/698902/Picture%20141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/400/72533/Picture%20141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/1600/548785/Picture%20103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/400/730602/Picture%20103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/1600/912876/Picture%20153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/400/914028/Picture%20153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/1600/562376/Picture%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3876/2543/400/167752/Picture%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 530px; HEIGHT: 488px" height="702" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/3zknmag.jpg" width="748" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 536px; HEIGHT: 366px" height="712" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i16.tinypic.com/33wbn6r.jpg" width="1019" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ayun.. The Food Fair was on Friday, really tiring but had lots of bonding moments with classmates. It was really fun. We finished early, and got dissmissed early so &lt;i&gt;takas&lt;/i&gt; time for Me, Arianne, Eana and Andre and Julia followed a bit later. Andre did not go out again! Haahaha.. Andre is always the one who doesn't get out. Eventually, I had to go home very early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagged alone with my mom to Ortigas, then I was soo hungry and since we were passing along Fort Bonifacio, I asked for Krispy Kreme. We were driving in circles for around 30 min!! Hahaha.. We couln't find the place and my driver and mom didn't want to listen to me! Ahck.. Its their fault. I told them the way!! But they didn't wanna listen! When I got to Kripsy Kreme, the line was pretty long, you got to see how the doughnuts were made!! Then you get a free taste of the newly cooked doughnuts! Yumm! I got 2 complementary doughnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eventually head to my cousin's place. Kwentuhan for a long long time! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics above were courtesy of my cousins!! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Done..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116567620320215374?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116567620320215374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116567620320215374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116567620320215374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116567620320215374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-ayun.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/3zknmag_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116549871936308235</id><published>2006-12-07T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:39:16.180Z</updated><title type='text'>So thats why every activity is tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>Ahck.. I haven't had a proper post since.. Saturday, Dec.2 ahck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. what has happend to me? Not much really. Though:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I sang the &lt;b&gt;OBMC Hymn&lt;/b&gt; for the High School Assembly Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris Kringle&lt;/u&gt; thing was done yesterday. I got a hard one! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Fixed the food Fair booth this afternoon. My knees are black, and my legs got dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;We have a new classmate: &lt;b&gt;Bea Pascual&lt;/b&gt;. She's also my new seatmate.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Fair is tommorow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;My scanner is &lt;u&gt;not working&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I have been planning a new layout. And I want to push through with this one. It'll be up around next year.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Recited my Poem in front of 1-E classroom during their english time, I also recited during our english time.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ran out of Cash :(&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Have been rushing to put an outfit together for the Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I am already sleepy by 9 o'clock. Yeah.. wayy to early!! Ahck.. I've been to busy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Been so takaw.. Hayy nako.. I don't eat the same anymore.. I eat very little at meal times but I have a better appetite when I eat snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I got new shoes! Hahaha.. love love love them!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Bought new shirts too.. Love them too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I have become interested in &lt;u&gt;Polaroid Cameras&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;Coldplay is still #1 to me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The Killers are #2 ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I have been loving &lt;b&gt;Glamourous, Indie, Rock and Roll!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Grades are improving&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I a such a computer geek. If you just saw me this morning while I was browsing through the November Issue of &lt;b&gt;PC Buyers Magazine&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;u&gt;I was in a trans!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I'm in the first row again! Yippe!&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;though the light kinds of blinds me. ahck.. need to get those glasses done.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I'm back to fight for those in &lt;b&gt;Poverty&lt;/b&gt;. (I guess my friends at school have noticed with my article.)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Mrs. Sagadal was impressed by my article&lt;br /&gt;&gt;So was my mom&lt;br /&gt;&gt;And Jessica Crisostomo's Mom&lt;br /&gt;&gt;And Ms. Dela Cruz thinks its a good article, though I have to revise alot.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I'm the only one in the class who raises their hand when teacher asks "who wants to be a writer or journalist someday?" ahck.. kinda creepy&lt;br /&gt;&gt;In a &lt;u&gt;TWISTED LOGIC WAY&lt;/u&gt;.. i say that at times.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ahck..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Sea is wine red, and this is the death of beauty, the doves have died, the lovers have lied&lt;/i&gt; Line from &lt;b&gt;WINE RED&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;u&gt;The Hush Sound&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Brandon Flowers is hot! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I remember when the days were long, and the and the nights when the living room was in the lawn&lt;/i&gt; lol, I love this line of &lt;b&gt;Photobooth&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Death Cab for a Cutie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Still haven't tasted &lt;b&gt;Krispy Kreme!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;My mom know how to ruin my fun.. darn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah.. Well, I guess I can stop here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116549871936308235?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116549871936308235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116549871936308235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116549871936308235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116549871936308235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-thats-why-every-activity-is.html' title='So thats why every activity is tomorrow..'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116532204924353467</id><published>2006-12-05T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:34:09.256Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT: A Polaroid Camera!! or a Photobooth!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE: a brain&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE: i have a good time&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: Math &amp; TLE&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: OBLP, Sam &lt;b&gt;MAGAARD&lt;/b&gt; (the puppy! hahaha!!)&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET: Going to Coco Beach&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: Life&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT: sick!&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE: crazily!&lt;br /&gt;I SING: OBMC Hymn :P&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: at night&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE: articles, poems, songs and stories..&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: make a schedule..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[YES OR NO]&lt;br /&gt;You keep a diary: yes&lt;br /&gt;You have a secret journal: yes&lt;br /&gt;You bite your fingernails: no&lt;br /&gt;You believe in love: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DO YOU]&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower everyday: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos/where?: none&lt;br /&gt;Piercings/where?: in my ears..&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: not really..&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FAVORITE]&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER: 11 (lol trace you too?!)&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: apple green, pink&lt;br /&gt;MONTH: August, October, December, September, March&lt;br /&gt;SONGS: Glam Indie Rock and Roll! Hahaha.. Check my playlist ;)&lt;br /&gt;FOOD: chocolate :D&lt;br /&gt;SEASON: spring&amp; autumn and winter!!&lt;br /&gt;DRINK: choco chip fraps, H2O, juice, iceD tea&lt;br /&gt;VEGGIE: potato, cucumber and corn, zelleri, and.. umm.. zukini?&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT: mango, bananas, APPLES!, uh.. dami eh..&lt;br /&gt;FAST FOOD: McDo, Greenwhich, Pizza Hut, KFC, Tokyo Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IN THE LAST 24 HOURS, HAVE YOU]&lt;br /&gt;CRIED?: nope&lt;br /&gt;HELPED SOMEONE?: i yeah&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT SOMETHING?: yup&lt;br /&gt;GONE TO THE MOVIES?: no..&lt;br /&gt;GONE OUT FOR DINNER?: no&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN A REAL LETTER?: yeas&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL?: yeas&lt;br /&gt;MISSED SOMEONE?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;HUGGED SOMEONE?: yup&lt;br /&gt;FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS?: nah&lt;br /&gt;FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND?: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[WOULD YOU EVER]&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat a bug? - no&lt;br /&gt;2. Bungee jump? - i'd &lt;3 to.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hang glide? - err.. maybe..&lt;br /&gt;4. Kill someone? - i'd love to but id sin against God and His commandments.&lt;br /&gt;7. Parachute from a plane? - suree! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;8. Walk on hot coals? - err.. okaY?&lt;br /&gt;9. Go out with someone for their looks? - usually no. but you never know..&lt;br /&gt;10. For their reputation? - no&lt;br /&gt;11. Be a vegetarian? - yeah&lt;br /&gt;12. Wear plaid with stripes? - err.. soo not glam indie rock n roll..&lt;br /&gt;13. IM a stranger? - yeah&lt;br /&gt;14. Sing karaoke? - yeah&lt;br /&gt;17. Run a red light? - no&lt;br /&gt;18. Dye your hair blue? - no&lt;br /&gt;19. Be on Survivor? - maybe&lt;br /&gt;20. Wear makeup in public? - yeah&lt;br /&gt;21. NOT wear makeup in public? - yes&lt;br /&gt;23. Kick a baby? - nope&lt;br /&gt;24. Date someone more than ten years older than you? - compatibility?&lt;br /&gt;25. Stay up all through the night? -yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c/o = Charlene, Tracie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116532204924353467?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116532204924353467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116532204924353467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116532204924353467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116532204924353467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-polaroid-camera-or-photobooth-i.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116514171341035280</id><published>2006-12-03T10:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-03T10:28:33.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have become soo interested in band shirts and photobooths/polaroid pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 276px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/4g4703c.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol Band Tee (4 gals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 240px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2e2o4cy.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol Band Tee (4 guys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4ddrdxd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hush Sound Band Tee (4 gals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 194px; height: 153px;" src="http://i16.tinypic.com/2wco3rc.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangerhood WADE tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 397px;" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/4dpdvz5.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/4cc86ye.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4cdfcc5.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Polaroid Camera!! I like this one! hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.tinypic.com/4cndsh2.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roosterteeth Bumper Stickers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.tinypic.com/2jd5ouv.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2zz22kn.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must say Chris Martin does look a bit gay here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/34h8c90.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. Its Coldplay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.tinypic.com/335farm.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Berryman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/2iabvyf.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Chris Martin in The Scientist Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.tinypic.com/4bird5y.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity struck Guy Berryamn! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.tinypic.com/2hhnmdd.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Chris Kiss! (They are best friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2lkb0vm.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play the guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.tinypic.com/3zs8h1y.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who? its guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116514171341035280?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116514171341035280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116514171341035280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116514171341035280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116514171341035280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-become-soo-interested-in-band.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/4g4703c_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116512790993905957</id><published>2006-12-03T06:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-03T06:39:10.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAKE POVERTY HISTORY - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MAKE TRADE FAIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MT7XT5Fh8F0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MT7XT5Fh8F0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4lO-EFQK_g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4lO-EFQK_g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8SagN7nTUik"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8SagN7nTUik" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LG9nj5OGIJQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LG9nj5OGIJQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete Wentz get Punk'd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F55jsVb5Bwk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F55jsVb5Bwk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116512790993905957?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116512790993905957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116512790993905957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116512790993905957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116512790993905957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/make-poverty-history-make-trade-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116506411073727130</id><published>2006-12-02T12:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-02T12:55:51.836Z</updated><title type='text'>change the world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It might be strange, but its true, a first year high school student so determined and so concerned about our nation. Students are the future of our country, that’s why we have to provide proper education for today’s generation. We learn math, geometry, history, geography, science, English, Filipino, cooking, art and so much more, but one thing we don’t really learn about is what’s really happening to our world. In the newspaper, all we see is politics, sports, royalty, showbiz and fashion, but what we really need to see is what’s behind our safe homes, what’s happening to people outside our social class, those people, are the people who live in Poverty, just because the fact that the government doesn’t do anything to help them with their life. When it comes to our country, poverty is found everywhere. Most of these people come from the provinces, and moved to the city abandoning their crops which don’t sell since our country imports many, many food products, like rice, vegetables, fruits and meat. Once they abandoned their root crops to move to the city, they try to find a job, which is hard to do now a days since there are very few job openings and these jobs require a lot, like education, something that many Filipinos today make their child miss out on since they cant afford to give them a meal, or buy stationary or even a proper uniform with matching leather shoes. This is how it goes; this is the reality of it all. That’s why you see so many people on the streets, carrying their children and begging for money. They have nothing better to do with their lives but have more children, even though they can’t support their children, and as much as they want to go home, they can’t, since they can’t afford a ordinary bus ticket back to their home town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What really destroys these people is the importing of products. If you notice in the supermarkets, the sacks of rice are labeled “Uncle Sam” or “Jasmine Rice” or “Buddha’s Long Rice” and if you want to have your own weight of rice, you go to this counter and ask a guy to take, lets say 20 Kilos of rice, and he will ask what kind? You would maybe answer sandomeng or lagkit and if you ask where the rice grains come from he would answer “imported &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;namin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ma’am.” Rich countries benefit from trade; poor countries get poorer by unfair trade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Poverty is also a cause of illiteracy now a days, this happens because parents can’t afford what the school recommends. More and more children in our country doesn’t know how to speak english, now what would happen to the Philippine’s reputation as South East Asia’s best country to speak english? It would be gone in a matter of years. You see the Koreans now a days, they come to our country to learn english, since they know that Filipinos are good on doing so, but sometimes, I see that they find it hard to communicate at times at the store, since even the sales clerks aren’t that familiar with some words, they only say “no”, “yes”, “sir”, “ma’am”, “welcome”, “thank you”, and really, when foreigners turn their backs, they tell nasty jokes to their co-workers saying “hello Joe!” or “baho ng 5-6!” Reality checks you might ask? Its all true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I myself, is foreign, and after living here and discovering the culture and the true personality of the pinoys, I can say, we have changed. I always thought that Filipinos were full of discipline, and were smart, when I came where, I must say I was wrong. In my history class, we have newspaper reading, where we usually read our beloved MVS column, and discuss the front page, and sometimes, when Sir Max brings up politics, I find my way to bring up Poverty in my teacher’s discussion. Poverty has taken over the country, just walk down Manila Baywalk, and you can see so many children who are half nude, selling sampaguita just to earn money to eat something. When my cousin Michelle was here 2 years ago, we were in the car, I was in the back seat, my cousin in the passenger seat and my driver in the drivers seat, and this little boy came up to my cousins’ window knocking and saying “bili na po kayo” and trying to see through the car tint, and as my cousin rolled down the window and asked “how much?” the boy looked puzzled, and my driver translated “magkano?” and the boy replied “20 lang po” and my driver said in an irritated voice “ang mahal naman!” I was actually surprised, it was a good price for those flowers, and they seemed fresh! But when my cousin agreed with my driver, to her it was also expensive! And the reason was “back in 1995, the last time I was here, those sampaguitas only cost 5 pesos, and look, now, they are still the same design but cost more.” I was somehow puzzled. Back in 1995, 5 pesos was cheap, in 2004, 20 pesos was expensive?! What happened? To think with 20 pesos, at school, I can already buy chips, or 2 ice teas or a doughnut or even a chocolate or mango mousse! I was still young 2 years ago and I didn’t really care at all, so I did nothing. But now, I usually roll down my window and buy those flowers and cough up 20 pesos just for the sake of letting that child live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The main problem now, is the politicians. How can we get the politicians of richer countries to listen? What many people are doing of course, campaigning, but, Remember, we can put a stop to this, just pay attention, and know what’s going on, we can avoid having more and more people starving and dying, just by doing these simple things. Campaigning won’t fix everything, and we have to do something too. Next time you got to the supermarket, buy local foods that come from OUR country, that way, we can make sure that somehow, we are still helping the farmer who worked hard to give us food. &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/28314029-116506411073727130?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116506411073727130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116506411073727130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116506411073727130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116506411073727130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/change-world.html' title='change the world!'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116505684212171654</id><published>2006-12-02T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-02T10:54:02.133Z</updated><title type='text'>So.. indie..</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed? The fashion now a days is either "Leading Lady from the Da Vinci Code" or you go Indie. Unless you do your own thing. Since I dont go out that much anymore, I dont have alot of clothes anymore. But in Denmark, where everyday its civilian, and every 2 weeks, there's a formal party, my closet was full of clothes. I always have fun dressing up, though I hate to make a fool of myself at times. Before I left Denmark, I would describe my fashion sense as Indie, even if the style was 80's, 80's and indie had a good conncetion. Wahh.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wrote this article, and my mom was amazed! She never knew I could write so well! Haha.. well that proves my talent. A 2 page article written in 1 hr. including proof reading time and the topic was Poverty due to Fair Trade. Yippee.. I'm good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116505684212171654?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116505684212171654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116505684212171654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116505684212171654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116505684212171654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-indie.html' title='So.. indie..'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116488966408567887</id><published>2006-11-30T12:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:27:44.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been concentrating real hard on memorizing the poem but I just can't! I always get thrown off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret of the Machines&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine,&lt;br /&gt;We were melted in the furnace and the pit-&lt;br /&gt;We were cast and wrought and hammered to design,&lt;br /&gt;We were cut and filed and tooled and gauged to fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some water, coal, and oil is all we ask,&lt;br /&gt;And a thousandth of an inch to give us play:&lt;br /&gt;And now, if you will set us to our task,&lt;br /&gt;We will serve you four and twenty hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can pull and haul and push and life and drive,&lt;br /&gt;We can print and plough and wave and heat and light,&lt;br /&gt;We can rin and race and swim and fly and dive,&lt;br /&gt;We can see and hear and count and read and write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you call a friend from half actoss the world?&lt;br /&gt;If you'll let us have his name and town and state,&lt;br /&gt;You shalll see and hear your crackling question hurled&lt;br /&gt;Across the arch of heaven you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has he answered? Does he need you at his side?&lt;br /&gt;You can start this very evening if you choose,&lt;br /&gt;And take the Western Ocean in the stride&lt;br /&gt;Of seventy thousand horeses and some screws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boat-express is waiting you command!&lt;br /&gt;You will find the Mauretania at the quay,&lt;br /&gt;Till her captain turns the lever 'neat his hand,&lt;br /&gt;And the monstorus nine-decked city goes to sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish to make the mountains bare their heads&lt;br /&gt;And lay the new-cut forests at your feet?&lt;br /&gt;do you want to turn a river in its bed,&lt;br /&gt;Or plant a barren wilderness with wheat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;end of page 1&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we pipe aloft and bring you water down&lt;br /&gt;From the never-failing cisterns of the snows,&lt;br /&gt;To work the mills and tramways in your town,&lt;br /&gt;And irrigate your orchards as it flows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy! Give us dynamite and drills!&lt;br /&gt;Watch the iron-shouldered rocks lie down and quake.&lt;br /&gt;As the thirsty desert-level floods and fills,&lt;br /&gt;And the vally we have dammed becomes a lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember, please, the Law by which we love,&lt;br /&gt;We are not built to comprehend a lie,&lt;br /&gt;We can neither love not pity nor forgive.&lt;br /&gt;If you make a slip in andling us you die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are greater than the Peoples or the Kings-&lt;br /&gt;Be humble, as you crawl beneath our rods!&lt;br /&gt;Our touch can alter all created things,&lt;br /&gt;We are everything on earth-except The Gods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our smoke may hide the Heavens from your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;It will vanish and the stars will shine again,&lt;br /&gt;Because for all our powers and weight and size,&lt;br /&gt;We are nothing more than children of your brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;END&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee my character's a robot. NO.. not yipee.. A robot has NO FEELINGS, well, thats what it says in the poem. And If I'm a robot, with no feelings how can I deliver a piece well if I cant act well since I have to stay in character! Wahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame peom.. Too long.. I want Andre's poem "Chicago" whoot.. it seemed nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back with campaigning fever. Whoot yeah. I wrote an article about poverty, had my mom read it. She likes it! Wahh.. I wonder if I can get it published? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRIS MARTIN'S GHANDA TRIP: two fingers of poverty trip diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hwcC5Kr9Enk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hwcC5Kr9Enk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRIS MARTINS MAKE TRADE FAIR CAMPAIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACkEM19FEho"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACkEM19FEho" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116488966408567887?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116488966408567887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116488966408567887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116488966408567887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116488966408567887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/been-concentrating-real-hard-on.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116480195982647562</id><published>2006-11-29T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T12:05:59.836Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Doors were open when I arrived at school.. My classmates were writing down nominees for the awardings in the Christmas Party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Assembly we sang Christmas Songs. 1-B led the Assembly today so that means 1-C is next! Ahck.. I have to sing the OBMC Hymn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Independence was our topic in History.. Nice topic.. I am loving history again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happend in snacks.. Forgot my snacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math.. Screw negatives and postitives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my lunch at lunch time so we ate at La Dolce.. Yumm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New story in Filipino "Panday" yuck.. hahhaa.. Sipag,&lt;s&gt; Tiyaga, Determinasyon,&lt;/s&gt; At ALAXAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No teacher in VE, anyways, note taking.. Good writing "so the the person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im one of the 10 contestants for the Poetry Contest.. Gawd.. My piece is long! think 2 pages and I have to memorize the first page by monday next week! Wahh.. I already memorized the first 2 lines which in fairness is good since there are alot of words that can throw you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot.. check the new section on the Navigation Bar! New Years Resolutions! Right under Christmas Wishlist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116480195982647562?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116480195982647562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116480195982647562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116480195982647562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116480195982647562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/tuesday-doors-were-open-when-i-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116463230946385039</id><published>2006-11-27T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:58:29.476Z</updated><title type='text'>Subic and Grades</title><content type='html'>Something's wrong with my Internet Conncetion.. Hayy nako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my grades today!! Woah.. Yup, I'll post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipino- 82 (went up)&lt;br /&gt;English- 83 (went down)&lt;br /&gt;Math- 81 (went down)&lt;br /&gt;Science- 84 (sustained)&lt;br /&gt;History- 90 (went up.. still think I don't deserve this grade! &lt;s&gt;higher dapat&lt;/s&gt;! haha)&lt;br /&gt;Religion- 87 (sustained)&lt;br /&gt;Homeroom- 89 (went up! and good thing ;D)&lt;br /&gt;Food Technology- 84 (went down.. blame it on the starch..)&lt;br /&gt;Computer- 87 (up, and good ;D hahaha.. j/k.. guys, &lt;u&gt;wag kyo magalit&lt;/u&gt;! pls!!)&lt;br /&gt;Music-88 (went down..alot..)&lt;br /&gt;P.E.-85 (sustained)&lt;br /&gt;Leadership Training- 86 (went up)&lt;br /&gt;Personality Development- STANDARD (sustained.. nako..)&lt;br /&gt;AVERAGE: 84.53 = TOP 10 in my class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New seating arrangements.. I'm in the first row right in front of the teachers table, my study partner is now &lt;b&gt;Micheal Hoegen&lt;/b&gt;. To my right is Abram Lavadia, on my back is Mohit Dargani, and on my left is Micheal.. Hay nako.. At least I can see better :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New topic in Math.. grabe.. Mr. Bautista is a &lt;i&gt;great teacher&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;u&gt;Well, today he wasn't.&lt;/u&gt; "Turn your textbooks to page 434 and copy the quote there, and understand the examples, then answer TRY THIS a,b,c, and D. " Wahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to recite &lt;b&gt;"There's a Reason For Everything"&lt;/b&gt; by Helen Steiner Rice in front of the class for Engilsh today. Graded recitation and this was our audition for the Public Speaking Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our father knows whats best for us, so why should we complain?&lt;br /&gt;We always want the sunshine, but he knows there must be rain.&lt;br /&gt;We love the sound of laughter and the merriment of cheer,&lt;br /&gt;but our hearts would loose their tenderness, is we never shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Our father tests us often, with suffering and with sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;He tests us not to punish us, but to help us meet tommorow&lt;br /&gt;For the growing trees are strengthened when they withstand the storm,&lt;br /&gt;And the sharp cut of a chisel, gives the marble grace and form --" I dont know the rest. Good thing, I still got in! Well, kinda, teacher chose 5 people from the class to choose from. Me, Jessica, Jean Paar, Karl Robosa, Andre Vergara. &lt;u&gt;I was the only one of all of us 5 who didn't memorize it all&lt;/u&gt;! Haha.. Cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Commitee!!&lt;br /&gt;Head: Julia Las&lt;br /&gt;Where am I? On the &lt;b&gt;awards commitee&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;u&gt;Richard&lt;/u&gt;. Have to make certificates on the computer. good.. I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;b&gt;seller&lt;/b&gt; for the Food Fair. Yipee! Hahaha.. Dec. 8, OBMC Greenhills Quadrangle.. Street Treats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to &lt;s&gt;SING&lt;/s&gt; in the Assembly next week. Tell me Mrs. Sagadal is kidding! I want the &lt;b&gt;Stand Up for Poverty Piece&lt;/b&gt;! I can't sing! I have permanently &lt;i&gt;?fractured?&lt;/i&gt; my vocal chords! Thats why I &lt;i&gt;piyok&lt;/i&gt; often when I speak. &lt;i&gt;Kasi&lt;/i&gt; back at my CPMP days, I had a good time, until I had a new coach, coach Drew, he's good naman, but please don't force me to sing when I am sick! Early.. this year i think, I had a bad cold with hard cough, and he said I had a guesting at a Mall Show in SM Sucat, and I could not sing! When I came to practice, I was really forcing my voice, causing it to.. Well.. Not be able to sing.. Its true! Kasi eh.. Coach Drew naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All for now muna.. Oh yeah, I went to Subic in the weekend! Most of the pics are with my cousins, so next time nalang ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danefil.multiply.com/music/item/40" target="new"&gt;Goodnight and Go&lt;/a&gt; by Imogen Heap. Love love lovee the song! Download it please ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodnight and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping beats, flashing jeeps&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daydreaming, been sitting, the corner cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm left in bits, recovered tectonic, trembling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You get me everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to be so cute&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to &lt;u&gt;ignore&lt;/u&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;Must you make me laugh so much&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough we get along so well&lt;br /&gt;Say goodnight and go&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow you home&lt;br /&gt;You've got your headphones on&lt;br /&gt;And your dancing&lt;br /&gt;Got lucky, beautiful shot&lt;br /&gt;You're taking everything off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the curtains, wide open&lt;br /&gt;And you fall in the same routine&lt;br /&gt;Flicking through the TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Relaxed and reclining&lt;br /&gt;And you think you're alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why'd you have to be so cute&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to ignore you&lt;br /&gt;Must you make me laugh so much&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough we get along so well&lt;br /&gt;Say goodnight and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days&lt;br /&gt;You'll miss your train, and come stay with me&lt;br /&gt;It's always say goodnight and go&lt;br /&gt;We'll have drinks and talk about things&lt;br /&gt;And any excuse to stay awake with you&lt;br /&gt;You'd sleep here, I'd sleep there&lt;br /&gt;But then the heating may be down again&lt;br /&gt;At my convenience&lt;br /&gt;We'd be good, we'd be great together&lt;br /&gt;Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to be so cute&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to ignore you&lt;br /&gt;Must you make me laugh so much&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough we get along so well&lt;br /&gt;Say goodnight and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116463230946385039?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116463230946385039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116463230946385039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116463230946385039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116463230946385039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/subic-and-grades.html' title='Subic and Grades'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116428535957141635</id><published>2006-11-23T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-23T12:35:59.583Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scanned up some pics of my past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 226px; height: 452px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/483rv4m.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new year's stolen shot.. I really wanted the hat to be in the pic! Hahaha.. Welcome 1998!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 262px;" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/4dy777k.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Mermaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 295px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2re1av6.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp; my Sis at the.. Um.. I forgot the name eh.. _______ Canal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 292px;" src="http://i9.tinypic.com/2wof71x.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dysse! My last school in Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 266px;" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/4hsskqo.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome to Legoland! Leg Godt ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116428535957141635?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116428535957141635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116428535957141635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116428535957141635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116428535957141635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/scanned-up-some-pics-of-my-past.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/483rv4m_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116420213313831291</id><published>2006-11-22T12:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:28:53.156Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You the feeling when you say your opinon, then somebody gets all furious about your opinion, either because they are totally against it or just misunderstood you. This normally happends online, on forums, but for me, I get it everyday, online and in true life. Today, it was major! Just got home from groceries with mom, I walk into the house and say "ang liit na ng bahay natin, sad naman" since my mom added more furniture and balikbayan boxes the past few days, the house is alot smaller, then she goes "Alam mo mga ibang tao isang kwarto lang ang tinitirahan!" she shouts at me more things to make me feel worse! Gawd.. My mom is my only living parent, and she doesnt know much about me! She doesn't know that I love the color green, or the band I like, or the clothes I like! The friends I have, the teachers I tell her about. Its as if she doesnt really know me. And it seems like sometimes, she doesn't even care. It hurts much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I really came back here to the Philippines was because of my mom. And I thought it would be a great idea too cause I would have a better lifestyle, and I was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;COMPLETELY WRONG&lt;/span&gt;! My life really just got worse. So much more pressure and problems. In denmark, I was one of the top students in my class, complete homeworks, perfecct projects, everything! And now, when I first came here, I wasn't the really lowest but my grades went wayy low. I could not finish my homeworks (especially now) due to time, and the fact that I have no clue about it! And in denmark, we would get to choose who to work with in our projects, the schools there are more concentrated in the mental being of a student really, making them make good choices. They really gave us freedom to learn! I also remembered when we could bring walkmans or discmans (walkmans and diskmans were sikat nung time na yun okay?) and listen to music while working! It was great, and the fact that it was civilian clothing everyday, gave us a freedom to express ourselves. Now, in my school (and I bet in many other schools too) we have to find a way to work around the rules to make our boring plain skirt and shirt look beautiful, and just, US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy nako.. I really have been thinking alot. I really wanna go back to denmark. I missed alot of topics wen it comes to learning. And my attention span when I came here was really low. I wasn't that used to hearing english or tagalog 24/7. And to tell the truth, the teachers in LP when I was in grade 5 didn't really care on the educational backround of a student so they could help them learn, here in GH, its great that it is easy to talk with teachers since they are interested in the education abroad. Thatss why I am really happy in GH now, kasi really, I have a hard time in ENGLISH class! Yup its true! There are so many things I didn't know! At first, I never heard of conjunctions, adverbs, pronuons and all the other stuff. I only knew what a noun and verb was really. Filipino is what you can consider my worst subject of all time. I was in a rush to learn tagalog, and to think these days, its not a really good idea to ask some of your classamtes to teach you, since they will normally teach you bad words. Gawd.. I really hate Filipino, no matter what you will try to do, I won't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being in school better than at home at times. Sa school, its good to know there are people who actually know you well, and trat you how you are supposed to be treated. School is practically the only place you can escape from being at home. But if I would choose which school to run to for help, it would be my school in Denmark. I loved my teachers, kasi they treated me like I was their child or something. Of course, who would want to be called the outcast just because their hair color is different? The teachers there were like psychiatrists. They knew how to take care of people, any age, any religion, any race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, its hard to be mixed. You know, half Danish half Filipino, or Half American half Filipino, and so on and so forth. Kasi, you wont really belong anywhere. Well, when it comes to America or Canada, they accept mixed cultures, and they are very used to mixed cultures, pero in Europe, people will really look at you differently. Even if you are white, or have brown hair, they can recognize the people. Really, akala nyo lang I mastered the Danish accent, I have one, but its really different from the TRUE danish accent. Theirs sound more, like 'unsure' of the vowel, mine is, sure of the vowels and.. er.. hard to explain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better like my life in Denmark, kasi there, walang gastos gumala! Here, youreally have to pay up! There re no safe, clean parks here in the city, doon, you can find one anywhere! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Explore high ideas today -- ignore practicality and think about the what-ifs." - My horoscope. Dang. I should have read it before I came home.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, about my day.&lt;br /&gt;-FUN. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;-I saw Champ!! Wahh! Grabe! We were walking pass Satrbucks, and I was near the window, then napatingin ako sa window, then I looked back to where I was going then, I saw a face that looked familiar pa naman in the window, I looked back, Champ looked at me and pinalo ko ung likod ni Richard sa sobrang gulat! I was jumping up an down! And to think di ko dinala cellphone ko!! And plus, he was busy anyways. Grabe! May bigote sxa! ang kapal! Okay, maybe not that kapal but, ung parang unshaved face for a month or so? :D anyways yun. We watched happy feet. Great for Humanitarians! Love the story, so sweet and so cute! Haha.. It was 2 hours long.. Ata.. wait.. 4.50-6.30 fine, around 1 hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Wathced Happy Feet&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Saw Champ&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Richard kanina: "Ano?!" during evaluation&lt;br /&gt;&gt;"I was a students once" -Ms. Fecundo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116420213313831291?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116420213313831291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116420213313831291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116420213313831291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116420213313831291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-feeling-when-you-say-your-opinon.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116411234722950614</id><published>2006-11-21T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T12:32:27.243Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/2d26o7c.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I miss looking at the stars, in the CITY sky, that is something I haven't seen in a long time. Its so hard to wish upon a star, when all the stars I see nowadays are on the covers of tabloids and city street lights."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116411234722950614?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116411234722950614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116411234722950614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116411234722950614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116411234722950614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-forgot-to-say-i-miss-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.tinypic.com/2d26o7c_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116411073943368313</id><published>2006-11-21T11:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T12:05:39.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 560px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4d4xpnm.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to watch &lt;b&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/b&gt; tommorow.. I'm not sure if I'm coming. My problem: Money and; Time. I only have 112 Pesos left of my monthly allowance. So.. Blow it away on the movie or save it wisely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;SMART&lt;/b&gt; thing to do is save it, but I really wanna watch this movie, &lt;u&gt;with my friends&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanan go out. Gawsh..Foccacia Day pa bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was in Denmark, mayaman ako. Its really like that for all kids my age! The government gives them allowance! Ganda doon noh?&lt;br /&gt;And talking about Denmark, I have been thinking. Should I move there? If I moved there, I would live with my aunt and uncle, no mom. I would go to the school at Kastrup Skole which is just 5 blocks away. Walking distance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.tinypic.com/2rr2zqb.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kastrup Skole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy.. I can move there any time.. The reason why I wanna go back is basically for my education (wow, what a strong reasoning power!) Its true, &lt;i&gt;kasi&lt;/i&gt; here in the Philippines, its advanced for me, and I find it really hard. Its as if I have this educational gap. (Hmm, I wonder if I just have a &lt;s&gt;learning disability&lt;/s&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd.. I really need to get my glasses fixed. And if the frame breaks again, I'll buy a new frame and choose a better one! I don't look good with glasses on eh.. Very few hair style possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like saving the money. But I wanna go out pa naman. Sitting there outside the cinema is not an option for me. Maybe I wont go nalang. I feel bad about it since that would leave only 3 people to watch a movie. My mom doesnt wanna give me money because I have an allowance and I failed 3 Exams: Math, Filipino (sorta failed) and TLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish our unit would get renovated already. The place is becoming smaller due to Balik Bayan Boxes filled with some of our stuff. WE NEED A HOUSE. We have too many things kasi. If you compare our house when I was 5 and now, gawd there's a dramatic change! From this big 4 Bedroom 3 Bathroom house to A tiny tiny tiny 3 bedroom 1 bathroom unit. To think, a bed can't fit in my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy nako.. I'll continue another time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116411073943368313?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116411073943368313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116411073943368313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116411073943368313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116411073943368313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-are-going-to-watch-happy-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/4d4xpnm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116402510712366590</id><published>2006-11-20T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:18:27.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. In Science, Mrs. Sagadal asked us to go to our groups and discuss about our investigatory project. Group 3 (Me, Julian, Joshua Avilla, Kevin Lim, Abram Lavadia, Jean Paar, and Chih Chi) ended up writing a "Wish List" Hahaha.. It was fun! We reached 52 wishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it lookes like on the paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.IPOD video 80GB [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;2.PSP [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;s&gt;PSB&lt;/s&gt; PS3 [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;4.XBOX 360 [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;5.LAPTOP [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;6.GTA &lt;s&gt;5&lt;/s&gt;4: London [me, julian, josh, kevin]&lt;br /&gt;7.BMW [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;8.FERRARI [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;s&gt;PORCHE&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;POSRCHE&lt;/s&gt; PORSCHE [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;10.PONY [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;11.Adidas [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;12.NIKE [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;13. Plasma TV [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;14. Mansion [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;15. Swimming Pool [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;16.WIFI I/NTERNET [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;17.Jewelvies [kevin]&lt;br /&gt;18.THE KILLERS CD [me]&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;s&gt;SAM'S TOWN&lt;/s&gt; Coldplay- Parachutes CD [me]&lt;br /&gt;20.BOY BAWANG [abram]&lt;br /&gt;21.SNOW PATROL CD [me]&lt;br /&gt;22.LIMOSINE [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;23.LIMERWIRE PRO [me, julian, joshua]&lt;br /&gt;24.DVD PLAYER [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;25.P50,000 [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;26.1,000,000NP [me, kevin]&lt;br /&gt;27.MOTOROLA DOLCE &amp; GABBANA [me]&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;s&gt;Aea&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Ate&lt;/s&gt; kristianaye (A.K.A. KEA) [josh]&lt;br /&gt;29. TRIP TO DENMARK [me]&lt;br /&gt;30. MUSE CD [me]&lt;br /&gt;31. BROTHERS BURGER [kevin]&lt;br /&gt;32. AREA 51 [JZ, josh, abram, kevin]&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;s&gt;AVI&lt;/s&gt; BERGAMO 1 (99.9999%) [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;34. *TOOT* MANSION [avilla]&lt;br /&gt;35.  TICKETS TO HAPPY FEET [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;36. Nuclear weapon [boys]&lt;br /&gt;37. DeODORANT [JZ]&lt;br /&gt;38. *di ko mabasa!*&lt;br /&gt;39. No classes everyday [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;40. PUMA [chih]&lt;br /&gt;41. SAMSUNG Cellphone [chih]&lt;br /&gt;42. EMO GLASSES!! [me]&lt;br /&gt;43. Harvest Moon :p (tnx kuya mark - jeanne)[me]&lt;br /&gt;44. Tickets for going around the world [chih]&lt;br /&gt;45. Tickets to Roskilde Festival [me]&lt;br /&gt;46.Enchanted Kingdon [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;47. Room at Peninsula Hotel [julian]&lt;br /&gt;48.     "   Makati City Gardens [all of us]&lt;br /&gt;49.Maging Bombai [abram]&lt;br /&gt;50. iPod nano Pink [avilla]&lt;br /&gt;51. Sony Cybershot [jean]&lt;br /&gt;52. Krispy Kreme [me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/48dew0h.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 301px;" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/3yw6zo3.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.tinypic.com/48n7yvk.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/2i8d4p1.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 554px; height: 415px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4hx4hns.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! My old layout! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying last night when I watched the MTV 2006 European Music Awards. Grabe.. I really miss denmark! Especially Roskilde Place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116402510712366590?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116402510712366590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116402510712366590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116402510712366590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116402510712366590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/so.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/48dew0h_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116384108987194687</id><published>2006-11-18T08:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:11:29.906Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 506px; height: 524px;" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/29qbdoy.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 572px;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2ltkahg.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 561px; height: 420px;" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/4bhpli8.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116384108987194687?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116384108987194687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116384108987194687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116384108987194687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116384108987194687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.tinypic.com/29qbdoy_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116367638432199576</id><published>2006-11-16T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:26:24.393Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoot grabe.. This week is kinda like chaos. I have been sooo exited about Christmas already! I have been asking people on what they want for christmas already! I am even listening to these cheezy Christmas Songs! Hahaha! Why? nNo clue!! I have the Christmas bug!! For once, I want a proper Christmas! Fun, Joy, and hope that I get enough sleep! My plans? Of course class Christmas Party, thats on the 15th, on the 16th, Enchanted Kingdom!! Whee! Hehehe.. The chances for going to Denmark sank.. It will depend on how much money we have. Tommorow hang-out with Julia at Prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foccia Mania after classes. We (Me, Andre, AJ, Arianne, Eana, Kassandra,  Julia, Richard and eventually Jannica) went to La Dolce Me and Rich shared our money for once pack of Foccia, AJ bought her own and so did Jannica. 24 foccia slices were going around 9 people, and we were all gathered in a corner near the window, sitting at one of the small round tables, there were only 7 chairs, so we had to share seats. Ubos! We were there chit chatting in our very own languages. We talked mostly about Kass' hand, butter, salsa, foccia, the table we sat at, and.. that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;got our Math exam results.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;no history teacher! make all the noise you want!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1 hour lunch&lt;br /&gt;&gt;strawberry cheesecake: P60! Me n Jes shared! Hahaha! Pricey, though fun to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;the teacher's desk fell!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Science Quiz, true or false, practicals/orals, got 8/10! Argh.. I should have been 9!! Stupid sit down on false and Asthenoshphere!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;671 songs on iPod :D&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Stand Up for Poverty!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;got to memorize 2 poems by Thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.. So yeah.. update again tommorow.. Pics? Nahh! Hahaha, tommorow na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116367638432199576?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116367638432199576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116367638432199576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116367638432199576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116367638432199576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoot-grabe.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116350811210155063</id><published>2006-11-14T12:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:41:52.113Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soo.. grabe.. last night was fun.. Conference with Julia, Andre and Richard. We talked about Christmas, and agreed to have Simbang Gabi together at the Sanctuario de San Juan every morning.. Bawal na.. Our vacay is on Dec 16!! So di na matutuloy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say in my post yesterday that Kassandra's fingers got slit. She didnt slit herself, she held a cutter, and she didnt know the blade was open, AJ pulled the cutter and *slit!* blood trails can be found at school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116350811210155063?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116350811210155063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116350811210155063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116350811210155063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116350811210155063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/soo.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116341188050062083</id><published>2006-11-13T09:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T09:58:00.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's extremely important that you try to be as meticulous as possible today -- the little details you might tend to get lazy about will come back to bite you if you don't take care of them right away. But you can still enjoy a very relaxing day, as long as you separate your work from your play. &lt;u&gt;Any romance currently in your life will be enriched greatly if you can remember the little things that the &lt;b&gt;apple&lt;/b&gt; of your &lt;b&gt;eye&lt;/b&gt; enjoys most&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihi.. So.. My bag got switched with a third year girl's bag. We have the same bag. I'm getting a name tag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning a new layout, should have been done yesterday but then I screw it up. I can't see the problem naman eh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116341188050062083?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116341188050062083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116341188050062083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116341188050062083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116341188050062083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-horoscope-its-extremely-important.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116323292216998241</id><published>2006-11-11T07:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:15:22.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was SUPPOSSED to go Shopping today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST FOR YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Exam Week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were hard.. Mrs. Sagadal, our Science Teacher said we had low grades.. ahck.. History was hard too.. There were lots of stuff Ms. Valencia didn't discuss I expect a bonus since she borrowed my notebook at dissmissal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to go out since exams were over. Guys at the net cafe (well, i don't think it pushed through since the net cafe was full) and the others went home while Me, Arianne, Julia, AJ and Andre went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TAKAS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got out except for Andre.. We watched The Covenant!! Grabe.. I loved it! Hahaha.. The story was a bit confusing but the actors were hott! Wahh.. hihihi.. well yeah.. Its true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&gt;sorry juls :P&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When we waited at DEC for Andre, Julia put on her iPod speakers and then this guy was passing by. Me and Julia were looking at him, I saw his face Julia didn't then Julia said "Humarap ka nga dito" and she had no clue her voice was loud and the guy looked at us! Hahaha.. It was so funny! Me and Julia were laughing and Arainne and AJ had no clue what was going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So..&lt;/span&gt; what else? There was a taping at Promenade. Uma (of PBB) was the star. I thought they took a break so I thought taking the escalator was safe. WRONG! I went down the escalator with embarassment. The guy who was at my back eventually ran back up! So did Andre! Argh.. They didn't even say &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"CUT"!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha.. ewan..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. Saw &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kuya Mikko&lt;/span&gt; from workshop.. what a coincidence! I suddenly saw him sitted down at a restaurant pointed at him and waved.. he waved back of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;.. Oh yeah.. Got my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;.. finally.. hehe.. Nano 4GB green..&lt;br /&gt;_._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. Just realized.. Night Shopping is fun too!! Wahhaha.. I'll try asking..&lt;br /&gt;Only 1.6 Gig left of my iPod.. Yipp Yippee.. hahha.. I dunno what I want.. Err.. gulo..&lt;br /&gt;New thing.. "I am the Danish Cookie" la lng.. Just though of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116323292216998241?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116323292216998241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116323292216998241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116323292216998241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116323292216998241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-was-suppossed-to-go-shopping-today.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116307238936564289</id><published>2006-11-09T11:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:41:00.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCu9DPyz4XA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCu9DPyz4XA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CAUTION: LOTS OF SWEARING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116307238936564289?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116307238936564289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116307238936564289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116307238936564289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116307238936564289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/caution-lots-of-swearing.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116306974223729417</id><published>2006-11-09T10:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:01:39.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got the meanings!&lt;br /&gt;Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GUN:&lt;/span&gt; To see a gun in your dream , symbolizes aggression, anger, and potential danger. You may be dealing with issues of passiveness/aggressiveness and authority/dependence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WAITER:&lt;/span&gt; To see a waiter in your dream, suggests that you are in need of nurturance and to feel special. The dream may also be a pun and you need to be patient and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS 15:&lt;/span&gt; To dream that you are accused of being older that you really are, signifies that you will fall into negative companionship.&lt;br /&gt;-err.. not sure on this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PIZZA:&lt;/span&gt; To see or eat pizza in your dream, represents abundance, choices, and variety. It may also indicate that you are lacking or feeling deprived of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RESTAURANT:&lt;/span&gt; To dream that you are in a restaurant, suggests that you are feeling overwhelmed by decisions/choices that you need to make in your life. Alternatively, it indicates that you are seeking for emotional nourishment outside of your social support system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUSINS:&lt;/span&gt; To see your own family in your dream, represents security, warmth and love. Consider also the significance of a particular family member or the relationship you have with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Foreigner:&lt;/span&gt;To see a foreigner in your dream, represents an aspect of yourself that is unfamiliar or strange to you. You may be neglecting or ignoring some important feelings or talents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ROYALTY: &lt;/span&gt;Special treatment&lt;br /&gt;Aspiring to fame, greatness or grandness&lt;br /&gt;The highest within you&lt;br /&gt;Seeking acknowledgement, attention or approval&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of inferiority or superiority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERR.. I see a conncetion.. Yikes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116306974223729417?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116306974223729417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116306974223729417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116306974223729417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116306974223729417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/got-meanings-here-gun-to-see-gun-in.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116306612477113645</id><published>2006-11-09T09:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T09:55:24.783Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need someone who can tell me the meaning of dreams..&lt;br /&gt;I had an absolutly wierd dream:&lt;br /&gt;-Death&lt;br /&gt;-The Danish Royal Family&lt;br /&gt;-Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;-I was 15! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;If it fortells the future.. gawd.. Grabe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Backround Music.. "Run" by snow patrol&lt;br /&gt;Grabe.. &lt;br /&gt;New playlist.. Check it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116306612477113645?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116306612477113645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116306612477113645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116306612477113645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116306612477113645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-someone-who-can-tell-me-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116281333742433013</id><published>2006-11-06T11:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T12:12:26.286Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My 100th post! Yipee! Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost can't belive that its almost Christmas.. I wanna speed up November so it can be December, the Christmas Party then Christmas Break. Marking my calendar &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dec. 16-X-mas Break up to Jan. 2.. &lt;/span&gt;That gives us.. 2 weeks of sembreak.. ahhck! 2 weeks only.. Garr.. 1 week in Denmark then.. I really hope this time its sure since &lt;u&gt;I really really miss Denmark&lt;/u&gt;.. The Snow, the stars, the sky, the air, the homes, the food, the people, the shops and my family of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Back from Sem Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Few changes.. A major change was that the Chamberlains are gone. Sad.. New seating arrangements then.. Even I changed seats.. I'm in the last row and my seatmate is AJ Villanueva. I'm kinda sad that I'm in the way back and the fact that my glasses aren't fixed yet worry me. I don't want my astigmatism to grow higher.. I actually think it did..&lt;br /&gt;A new change:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;u&gt;We can call Ms. Jayme (Food Technology Teacher) MRS. ALVAREZ from now on! Congrats on the new husband ma'am&lt;/u&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt; [w8, ALVARE&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt; ba or ALVARE&lt;b&gt;Z&lt;/b&gt;?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoot yeah! Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/34so0ll.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Focus on his eyes. For those who have seen me before and noticed my eyes... Notice something? Hahaha.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have the same eye color&lt;/span&gt;! Whoot Yeah! Hahaha.. La lng.. Long Lost brother? Sana! Hahaha.. He's a musician! Yeees! Hehhe.. I have no camera that can take a good pic at the moment eh.. My cousin's phone takes great pix! hahaha..&lt;u&gt;I'll take a close-up next time! Lets compare!&lt;/u&gt; Yeah! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/wolf" width="250" height="300" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="cn=baron&amp;an=jeanne&amp;clr=0x955f19" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/llama" width="250" height="300" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="cn=goopy+gilscarbo&amp;an=evil+simmer&amp;clr=0xedd177" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116281333742433013?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116281333742433013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116281333742433013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116281333742433013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116281333742433013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/100th-post-my-100th-post-yipee-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.tinypic.com/34so0ll_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116272422376543142</id><published>2006-11-05T10:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-05T10:57:03.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, Movie Mania.. Laugh Out Loud and CRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy Dumb Ass Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hlY9lemk3y8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hlY9lemk3y8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Mother of Happy Babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ayHcA_n7VY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ayHcA_n7VY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painful But Cruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5iMVUxwvX4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5iMVUxwvX4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy Baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5P6UU6m3cqk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5P6UU6m3cqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUNK'D&lt;br /&gt;The Kid knows how to Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSqm9VEVNjs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSqm9VEVNjs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears is a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BAD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; rapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L38AWPyl_HE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L38AWPyl_HE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Duff Gets Punk'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_jiYX3D0J7g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_jiYX3D0J7g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116272422376543142?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116272422376543142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116272422376543142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116272422376543142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116272422376543142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-movie-mania.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116271581618006529</id><published>2006-11-05T08:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-05T08:36:56.193Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didja Know?&lt;br /&gt;-You are wierd if you hug yourself. Virtually or in real life.&lt;br /&gt;Its wierd to hug yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulletin Day and Virtual Laguna Beach Mania!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*HOW GIRLS FLIRT*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;1. She makes eye contact and smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.&lt;br /&gt;3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.&lt;br /&gt;5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;6. She asks you who you like or who you would go&lt;br /&gt;out with seemingly interested.&lt;br /&gt;7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.&lt;br /&gt;8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.&lt;br /&gt;9. You catch her staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.&lt;br /&gt;11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;12. She knows your phone number and address.&lt;br /&gt;13. She will try and talk, and spend time with you&lt;br /&gt;as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*HOW GUYS FLIRT*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He stares at you alot.&lt;br /&gt;2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )&lt;br /&gt;3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a converstaion with you&lt;br /&gt;4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mom that day she picked you up from school.&lt;br /&gt;5. He blew off his buds to go see "Brown Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process&lt;br /&gt;7. His voice gets softer ("Hey, you") when ever you two talk.&lt;br /&gt;8. You hung up on him. He called you back.&lt;br /&gt;9. You where invited by him to a group outing.&lt;br /&gt;10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do snort&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. Which makes you laugh even harder...&lt;br /&gt;12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation&lt;br /&gt;13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;14. He uses every possible way to touch you&lt;br /&gt;(your hair, face,ect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 22 Fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you get more than 30 you're&lt;br /&gt;paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;If you get 10 or less you're fearless.&lt;br /&gt;People who don't have any are dummies who&lt;br /&gt;want&lt;br /&gt;people to think they are tough stuff.&lt;br /&gt;mark the things you fear with X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]the dark&lt;br /&gt;[ ]staying single forever&lt;br /&gt;[ ]a parent&lt;br /&gt;[x]death&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ]open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[x]closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[x]heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ]black cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dogs&lt;br /&gt;[ ]birds&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fish&lt;br /&gt;[x]spiders, ticks and/or other insects&lt;br /&gt;[ ]driving or being in cars&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flying&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being touched&lt;br /&gt;[x]fire&lt;br /&gt;[x]deep water&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ]failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ]success&lt;br /&gt;[ ]thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my boyfriends/girlfriends mom&lt;br /&gt;[x]mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[x]jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ]snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ]rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ]wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ]crossing hanging bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x]hell&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[x]being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cotton balls&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[ ]clowns&lt;br /&gt;[ ]large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[ ]men&lt;br /&gt;[ ]women&lt;br /&gt;[ ]having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[ ]doctors, including dentists&lt;br /&gt;[x]tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ]hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[x]diseases&lt;br /&gt;[x]snakes&lt;br /&gt;[x]sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[x]poverty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ]school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[ ]odd numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]even numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being alone&lt;br /&gt;[x]being blind&lt;br /&gt;[x]being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ]growing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ]monsters under my bed&lt;br /&gt;[x]creeepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[x]bee stings&lt;br /&gt;[ ]not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[x]needles&lt;br /&gt;[x]blood&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the welcome mat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konti lng yun mga surveys and stuff.... nakuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moms coming home tonigh.. wahh.. I feel sick today.. err..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116271581618006529?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116271581618006529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116271581618006529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116271581618006529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116271581618006529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/didja-know-you-are-wierd-if-you-hug.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116264244247021470</id><published>2006-11-04T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:14:42.656Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahaha.. I've been listening to &lt;u&gt;RELAXATION MUSIC&lt;/u&gt;.. I'm trying to make the best of what's left of my Sem Break.. My point really in vacations is to &lt;u&gt;have fun and realx&lt;/u&gt;. Already did the fun part, but the relax, hasn't gone well. Downloaded songs from Limewire, any song by &lt;i&gt;"Enya"&lt;/i&gt; is great to just.. Relax or just think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is going away again.. Just overnight this time.. Its just qucik daw but she still has to go to Baguio, she'll be back tommorow at &lt;u&gt;what I call morning- 12noon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2qkt6vm.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 day left&lt;/b&gt;. Just 1 day left of what was one of the most boring but one of the greatest days of the school year. I don't wanna study really. Lmao sembreak.. In a way, I wanna get back to school and fix up my stuff.. I almost forgot that &lt;c&gt;I left some clothes in my locker&lt;/c&gt; &lt;img src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2vngcv8.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt; uh oh.. anywayz.. haha.. thats right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lame sem break since for once, we didn't go out of town. Let me re-phrase that.. I didn't go out of town! Argh.. I can't wait till next week.. &lt;b&gt;Shopping galore! &lt;i&gt;Hopefully..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116264244247021470?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116264244247021470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116264244247021470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116264244247021470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116264244247021470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i11.tinypic.com/2qkt6vm_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116253370923346375</id><published>2006-11-03T05:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-03T06:01:49.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Often Update</title><content type='html'>Not much happend yesterday. Not many people are online in the morning or afternoon due to massive study habits this week. Well, I guess that counts for the girls, as for the boys, I think the Majority is either out on vacay, or having the time of their lives playing DotA the whole day. As for me, its The Sims 2 as usual. Trying to design many many clothes for the site and spreading roots as much as possible. I have re-installed my game 5 times, and the last time was such a waste but I had to. Urgh.. No more sim talk, I guess the others can't realte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out.. I can't wait till next week!! Festival Mall is on sale, and hopefull, my mom gets her money!! Yihee! Urgh.. Somehow, I don't want to get my hopes up. If ever my mom doesn't get the money, I might break down again. I could see on my mom's face that she was thinking on buying a new phone. Her phone, is a mess. hihi, she even admitted it. I also somehow convinced her on buying an iPod for herself! wahaha! I'm serious! Naku! She is really considering it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Up to here.. My current status til Saturday, Nov. 11, 2006: Studying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116253370923346375?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116253370923346375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116253370923346375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116253370923346375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116253370923346375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/often-update.html' title='Often Update'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116243760791440399</id><published>2006-11-02T02:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T03:31:59.073Z</updated><title type='text'>sembreak update</title><content type='html'>TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to the cemetary but there was traffic at the highway! So we went to Market! Market! And I didnt leave there empty handed!! Haha.. bought 2 flip flops at Banana Peel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bananapeel.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bananapeel.net/imgs/large/status%20lime.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Status Quo in passion green&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bananapeel.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bananapeel.net/imgs/large/ibiza%20green%20bg.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ibiza in olive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the cemetary and cleaned up my dad's grave. Put flowers and candles and bough &lt;i&gt;emanel&lt;/i&gt; to paint the words in his grave. It was hard to paint since the lines were so thin so we had to use matches to fill them in.. Didn't take any pics since my phone was low on battery. Before going to the cemetary we went to SM Cubao to eat, then I saw this cute apple green bag pack in a store.. Could find the bag but we bought jogging pants instead :P I have the shopping bug. I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-la lng.. yeah.. thats it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116243760791440399?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116243760791440399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116243760791440399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116243760791440399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116243760791440399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/11/sembreak-update.html' title='sembreak update'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116220700053779878</id><published>2006-10-30T10:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:16:40.550Z</updated><title type='text'>Another wonderful day of this 9 day vacay</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;i want my iPod now!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 312px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/34ih8g8.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 313px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2mo5a14.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 312px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2heev0l.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.. I am slowly leaning toward &lt;a href="http://www.creative.com/products/product.asp?category=210&amp;subcategory=211&amp;product=9882"&gt;The Zen Portable Media Center&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.creative.com/products/pmp/"&gt;Creative Zen Vision W&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.creative.com/products/product.asp?category=210&amp;subcategory=211&amp;product=12985"&gt;Creative Zen Vision&lt;/a&gt; They all look like a PSP :P but they are jam packed with anything you need! Wahh.. I want it.. Though what would be of my iPod nano 2nd gen?! Ehehee.. I have downloaded TONS of videos and movies, stupid of me.. "Where am I supposed to stack em?" I was supposed to sync them to my cousin's iPod vid, though, she doesn't really watch them pala. Hayy.. I guess I can buy one of those 8Gig players in Festi.. That will fir for sure.. sana maganda ung display.. I'll have to talk to mom about it first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naku! We might not push through to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bebLZfd1Ulc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bebLZfd1Ulc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor puppy.. I always wanted a Welsh.. This puppy was put down (euthanatized). Poor puppy.. and if you notice, he's crying :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116220700053779878?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116220700053779878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116220700053779878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116220700053779878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116220700053779878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-wonderful-day-of-this-9-day.html' title='Another wonderful day of this 9 day vacay'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/34ih8g8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116212848320093135</id><published>2006-10-29T13:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-29T13:28:03.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn I want to go out of the country! I just love travellng and I miss it bad!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss denmark as well.. Badly missing Denmark.. I always had a good life there. I always seemed to adjust. There, its mixed cultures. Here, people's eyes grow bigger when they see a foreigner. I am really not used to that. People staring at you.. Its creepy. Im not a monster. Im not a celebrity. Im nothing but a human being!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.. Yep this post is about racism. We are all people. We are all one. Different in many ways but still the same. Shes Muslim. he's black they are asians Im half white. Urgh.. Its labeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you search "I'm half danish and half filipino" on google, I am one of the very few.. Most Half Pinoy and Half Danes are boys, who live in Denmark. They never really follow filipino values, when their moms (who is usually the filipino one) tells them, "go call your ate/kuya" they will ask "why do I have to call them ate/kuya" They just dont get it. When you are half, you normally grow up the way how kids in your country where you are living in grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing I know.. I grew up in both societies. I know both of the values. So its as if I have 2 personalities. No body can ever get it if they actually go through it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.. Yeah I'm mixed and proud of it, I'm proud in almost everything I do. The thing is: Just stop critisising people for how they look or how they speak or how they live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116212848320093135?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116212848320093135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116212848320093135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116212848320093135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116212848320093135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/damn-i-want-to-go-out-of-country-i.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116211368083558402</id><published>2006-10-29T09:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:21:20.850Z</updated><title type='text'>Red &amp; Silver Toes</title><content type='html'>Saturday.. Mom had to go back to Baguio the other day, she came back today. I stayed at my cousin's house to help them with Trick or Treat-ers. Fun Fun. Boring in some ways. And yup, I dressed up. Went into Camo mode. hahaha.. I wish.. Ended up as a zombie or something. I had fake spiders in my hair and I was wearing all white clothes! Haha, plain white tee and white jogging pants :P Halloween has always been a blast when I was back in Denmark. I remember my last year there. Halloween was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASHBACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After school, me and my 4 other friends walked and biked and scooted together going to Rikke Amalie's house to eat lunch, there we played a bit and went to our other classmates houses. As night fell, we all changed into our costumes. Camilla was a ghost, who didnt look like one, and so was Rikke Amalie. Amanda was a witch and Emma was a black cat.As my friends insisted, I should go as just a girl with brown hair who had purple stiripes in her hair, ripped leggings, mini skirt, fishnetted sleeves and a tank top. Whoot.. It was cold!! It was already autumn and it was soon winter. I was freezing. Not all houses in the 4 Neighbourhoods we went to joined in the festivities. Though we still had alot of candy! We all met up at Amanda's house, we were only 5 trick or treaters at that time and we were all at the age of 10, we already knew the streets, where to pass, and where not to, knew that we had to turn on the night lights on our bikes and scooters, and knew when our cerfew was. We were up 'til 11 or so. We had fun that night.. Great times..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116211368083558402?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116211368083558402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116211368083558402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116211368083558402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116211368083558402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/red-silver-toes.html' title='Red &amp; Silver Toes'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116211723003389818</id><published>2006-10-29T09:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-29T10:20:30.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Pics Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3876/2543/1600/Class%20Pic%20Kada%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3876/2543/320/Class%20Pic%20Kada%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Intrams.. Cheerleaders and Pep Squad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 533px; height: 364px;" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2lkbgpg.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt; Class Picture Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/4cvpicz.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116211723003389818?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116211723003389818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116211723003389818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116211723003389818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116211723003389818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/pics-update.html' title='Pics Update'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/2lkbgpg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116200572144168318</id><published>2006-10-28T02:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-28T03:22:01.456Z</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;So, last day yesterday! Its &lt;b&gt;sem break now!!&lt;/b&gt; Yipee!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So yesterday&lt;/b&gt;.. We had a quiz in &lt;c&gt;Math&lt;/c&gt; that was very hard. Urgh.. Ang sarap matulog that time! It was so quiet, cold, and just so peaceful. &lt;u&gt;My head was already on the table, as I gazed upon the disturbing mathematical questions on my notebook.&lt;/u&gt; My gazing sttopped as Julian sort of 'banged' his elbow to the table, which forced me to put up my head and concentrate. &lt;b&gt;"x-5 &gt; 5-x"&lt;/b&gt; Had no clue what I was reading actually. Had our practicals in &lt;c&gt;P.E.&lt;/c&gt;, and I scattered through the test since teacher was always screaming &lt;b&gt;"FASTER!"&lt;/b&gt; to everyone, which made me panic and ake me rush through the test. Hahaha.. Back Hand point-4 hahaha.. &lt;c&gt;RHGP&lt;/c&gt; (Homeroom) presentation didn't go well. Hahahah, me and Jessica laughed when teacher commented our preformances. She gave both groups a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;c&gt;TLE,&lt;/c&gt; we did some catching up on unfinished notes. DONE.. &lt;c&gt;Computer&lt;/c&gt;: &lt;b&gt;Ms. Celestino&lt;/b&gt; got really really mad and broke the mouse. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Classes, we all tried to make our bags light but we needed to bring all books for study purposes. argh.. If I borught all my stuff, My body would ache. I'm crazy! I left clothes, shoes, lab requirements, and special subjects books and notebooks in my locker! If I brought the clothes and shoes, my bag would overflow. Nakuu.. I was bringing my bag, which hurt me since it was on my shoulder for a long time, and a MALDITA paper bag filled with my gym clothes and lunch box. Wahh.. I wondered what the boys did to make their bag light.. Yun pala, most of them left all their books at school! Hahaha.. I should have thought of time allowance. I spent alot of money. Darnt that.. I was left with &lt;b&gt;P90&lt;/b&gt;.. Yikes.. At least linibre ako ni Joshua Avilla ng bottomless Iced Tea! Thanks! Hahaha.. We (eana, arianne, jasmine, julia, andre, me and jean) watched &lt;b&gt;The Gudge 2!&lt;/b&gt; Great movie!! &lt;u&gt;Suprising, suspense, creepy.&lt;/u&gt; We actually got freaked out after since we went to Area to get the boys so we could eat, at going to &lt;b&gt;Area 51&lt;/b&gt;, you have to pass this alley, a dark, wet, creepy alley, and there was this ALL BLACK cat! It went "yeow! yeow!" it was freaky! We were rushing to get into Area, pulling the door which did not open. Hahaha &lt;b&gt;"Please press the buzzer before entering"&lt;/b&gt; Whoops :P No classmate in sight. Next up, &lt;b&gt;Netopia&lt;/b&gt;. No one either. So, we tried to text "And2 ako sa taas" Promenade we go! Joshua Avilla was the only one left. So we ate nalang. Most of the boys went to Mohit's house pala. Hayy naku.. I wonder if they suvived :P hahaha.. Thats all for now. Pics will come up later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116200572144168318?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116200572144168318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116200572144168318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116200572144168318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116200572144168318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116186945374061271</id><published>2006-10-26T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:30:53.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh.. Moms coming home tommorow pa! Argh.. Jas &amp; Josh Chamberlain's Farewell Party tommorow!! Wahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadnees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Edited Jessica's NEW blog! hahaha.. &lt;a href="http://jespop.blogger.com"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;... Nice ba?? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh. just a few more days 'til iPod!! I'm sick of my MP3 player! Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116186945374061271?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116186945374061271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116186945374061271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116186945374061271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116186945374061271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116178195048720868</id><published>2006-10-25T12:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:12:30.500Z</updated><title type='text'>Baguio, Hong Kong, Singapore</title><content type='html'>Soo..&lt;br /&gt;My mom just told me like 5min. ago that she's going to Baguio. Wahh.. Daya.. She's going to stay there overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jasmine &amp; Joshua Chamberlain are off to England for good on Tuesday. It is too soon.. No farewell party pa!&lt;br /&gt;So I told my mom, then she also breaked news to me that she has plans for us to Migrate to Australia! Sinagad ung news pa naman! Urgh.. Then yesterday, she asked me if I wanted to move to our house in Makati. Then, baka ma late ang pag punta namin sa Hong Kong. Argh.. And oh yeah, I'm going to Denmark this Christmas ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently downloading 3 podcasts. The Hills Aftershow (10 Eps.) The Strangerhood Podcast (Trailer) and MTV Raw Podcasts (5 Eps.) Whoot Yeah, I'm excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want school to over! I wanna relax!! Shopping, movies, sleep zzzzzz, music, texting, downloading, and did I mention Shopping?! Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne.. Yippee.. Lovely place ;) My cousin lives there, and if ever my moms plans of migrating pushes through, we either live in Melbourne or Brisbane. I like Melbourne better :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone crazy with Neopets again.. Joint all 4 accounts.. I'm rich ;P almost! Hahaha, I currently have like 8,000 neopoints, and lots and lots of items, and 4 pet pets. Sayang ng old accounts ko, since I am already 26 months old on them, the other is just 17 months, and my new one is of course a Newbie, even though I have lots of experience.. Hahaha. I gave up all of my old neopets, I hope they go to a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sam!! I miss him so badly.. I want him to be resurrected!! hahaha.. I love that pup so much! He was such a spoiled, pampered, loving pup! We brought him almost everywhere! Except for Coco Beach, thats when he let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh.. Dunno How to End This..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116178195048720868?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116178195048720868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116178195048720868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116178195048720868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116178195048720868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/baguio-hong-kong-singapore.html' title='Baguio, Hong Kong, Singapore'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116168873574979602</id><published>2006-10-24T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:18:55.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;By the Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR ME AS THE 'FILIPINO BLOGGER OF THE WEEK' i appreciate your votes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here is the instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1.go to www.salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;2. scroll down&lt;br /&gt;3.look to the left of the screen untill you see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://salaswildthoughts.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/3zbe49k.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.check the '1inmilliondanefil'box&lt;br /&gt;5.click vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116168873574979602?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116168873574979602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116168873574979602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116168873574979602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116168873574979602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/by-way-vote-for-me-as-filipino-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/3zbe49k_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116168423048196629</id><published>2006-10-24T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:03:50.496Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More icons!! Hahaha, these, I made myself :P tell me if you want them then you can get them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2mqnvh4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/30rl744.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/4br2s1v.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2psn82e.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/2z66069.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/339k32p.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116168423048196629?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116168423048196629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116168423048196629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116168423048196629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116168423048196629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-icons-hahaha-these-i-made-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/2mqnvh4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116168318441716380</id><published>2006-10-24T09:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-24T09:46:24.433Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hayy Nako..&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be sem break na! I wanna shop!! I want to pack my bags and leave! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;It feels great that there's no classes. All the tension comes out in anything relaxing you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116168318441716380?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116168318441716380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116168318441716380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116168318441716380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116168318441716380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/hayy-nako.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116166948904689792</id><published>2006-10-24T05:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-24T05:58:09.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>majorly bored today.. homework is too boring to do.. I'll start it later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qI8I6qcxWyU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qI8I6qcxWyU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jy-qDT5h1ek"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jy-qDT5h1ek" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a7QBPqun7S0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a7QBPqun7S0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;*Don't mind The lead singer kissing the guitarist. They are best friends, and anywayz, the lead singer is married and this song was dedicated to his wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Forever: Coldplay &amp; Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy6VG_dMoPc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy6VG_dMoPc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116166948904689792?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116166948904689792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116166948904689792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116166948904689792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116166948904689792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/majorly-bored-today.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116166265446974841</id><published>2006-10-24T02:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-24T04:04:14.490Z</updated><title type='text'>Icon Mania</title><content type='html'>Icon Crazy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2ds3fas.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Made this one myself.. la lng.. just thought of it so, why not right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friendster"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/text/text_114.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Drunk test :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Customize your blog"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_157.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Customize your blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Laguna Beach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Customize your blog"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_228.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Customize your blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Full House! this is either Ashley or Mary Kate Olsen.. 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Its Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_36.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Laguna Beach Pals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="free image hosting"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_250.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;free image hosting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Oooh! I remember this episode! Catalina Island right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting file"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_163.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;image hosting file&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Yet Again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friendster"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_23.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Kirsten, LC, Stephen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog layouts"  border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/icon/celebrities/celebrities_88.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;blog layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; LOTR ring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116166265446974841?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116166265446974841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116166265446974841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116166265446974841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116166265446974841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/icon-mania.html' title='Icon Mania'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/2ds3fas_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116160411147652967</id><published>2006-10-23T11:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:48:31.486Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Hayy naku.. I got my Sims2 Pets!! Yipee! Hahaha.. I'm bored with it already.. I did everything possible in one day! Its true! Now I'll just spread all the pets around nalang. Put it with Maxis Made Sims. I was supposed to get my iPod nano yesterday, though sa HK nalang daw since its cheaper by 5 thousand pesos if converted. Hahaha.. Did I mention that I'm going to Hong Kong on the Sem Break? Well, I am! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I already have a Shopping List!!!::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]iPod nano 4GB green (aluminum)&lt;br /&gt;[]Travel Kit&lt;br /&gt;[]New hand bag :)&lt;br /&gt;[]Army dress (i LOVE there dresses!)&lt;br /&gt;[]flats {}black{}brown{}bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH!! I overheard my mom sayin that maybe after Hong Kong, straight to Singapore for a few dayz!! Shopping Galore!! I love SG! Its so clean, the nightlife is fun, and they have the best Subway Sandwiches ever!! I love Singapore!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 452px;" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/34z0w8k.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Haha.. new topic.. as in brand new ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Everybody talkes about love in their blogs, now I'll start too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satus: Single, not loving it, not hating it, its just fine for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person craves for love, so do I of course..&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I really crave for a person to love me, especially now, since my mom started to travel, and since she's travelling, I'm home alone. I always used to have Sam by my side, but, now he's gone.. Hayy.. When opportunities come fore me to meet my prince charming, I would normally go for it ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 304px;" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/2wh47yw.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gawd.. I miss SAM!! He's my best friend, &lt;s&gt;boyfriend&lt;/s&gt;, brother and pet ;) Isn't he the cutest? I loved him with all my heart and no one can ever really replace him!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW WISH:&lt;/span&gt; for Sam to be ressurected&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116160411147652967?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116160411147652967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116160411147652967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116160411147652967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116160411147652967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/hayy-naku.html' title=''/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.tinypic.com/34z0w8k_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116144054134649310</id><published>2006-10-21T14:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:22:21.356Z</updated><title type='text'>Freakin Pissed</title><content type='html'>I'm freakin pissed off.. I am so mad.. I feel like dyin.. im cryin actually..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116144054134649310?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116144054134649310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116144054134649310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116144054134649310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116144054134649310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/freakin-pissed.html' title='Freakin Pissed'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116140624718748090</id><published>2006-10-21T03:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-21T04:50:47.203Z</updated><title type='text'>Proper Post</title><content type='html'>I want this to be my &lt;b&gt;PROPER POST&lt;/b&gt; for once. Haven't done one in weeks! or months?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. New Layout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So, here's my new layout! Pretty? I guess! I just found it on blogger while randomly searching and I &lt;u&gt;L-O-V-E-D&lt;/u&gt; it! So, this will stay long! Its simple, but its kind of like whats in my notebook! Notes, Seatworks, Homeworks, take-down notes, important reminders and so on. Some in black, some in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and some in &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.My Birthday (Oct. 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Thanks to those who greeted!!&lt;/u&gt; Hahaha, started the day with my mom singing "happy birthday" and I rolled my eyes. Meanie me? Yup, pretty much! Didn't get the right amount of sleep! Went to school, same thing happend! They sang! And I put out my tounge! I realized that that song sounded kind of &lt;i&gt;baduy&lt;/i&gt;.. hehehe.. We went to celebrate at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We ended up late because I saved other people's bags for getting stolen! So, you should NOT blame us&lt;/span&gt;, (me, arianne, jasmine, chih chi, jannica, eana. -soory if i missed anyone!!) went we got to KFC, they were mad and they had already ordered food. The boys were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO TAKAW&lt;/span&gt;! We just put the chicken barbeque on their table for 2 minutes and when we came back, IT WAS ALL GONE! We ended up ordering 4 buckets, and I ordered myself a one-piece chiken meal, but, I had not drinks!! Which was wierd.. We eventually split up after eating, with most of the boys going to Area 51, and some went home&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (BTW: thanks for taking time Thea to celebrate my b-day wid me and the others!!)&lt;/span&gt; and me, kass, arianne, eana, julia, jean, andre, jannica (who eventually got lost), and.. hmm.. who pa ba? sorry for the person I forgot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*Didn't take that many pics, sorry!! Only vids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9h-QZQMshVA" target="new"&gt;VIDEO 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3blEPBpz4Q" target="new"&gt;VIDEO 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WafXkSWZPk" target="new"&gt;VIDEO 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*Very sorry that I'm noisy in the vids :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.Long Test Week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Long Test week was stressful, and hard! I felt like &lt;i&gt;Breaking Down&lt;/i&gt;! I was too caught up with so much, thats why I was pretty emo the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.Confirmation Practice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hyper. Excited to see Las Pinas classmates..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry to GH batchmates if you were a bit hurt, I'm sorry, I was too excited..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5.Confirmation Day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(Yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was up early to get my hair done which eventually got messed up! I almost cried because I wanted something so simple to be done, and they made look like crap on my head. I was seriously Bad Trip in the morning, thats why everyone was quiet in my house. I really hate myself for ttrusting that person to fix my hair. I wonder why I didn't do it myself when I could ahve just done it myself, all I needed was make up, to use, a curling iron, and a hair iron. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*Sorry I was not namamansin to LP rows that much in the church and outside.. I was just trying to avoid SOMETHING.. NOT Someone.. it was SOMETHING, that involves Las Pinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6.Southville Fair&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(Also Yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to LP, and went to Southville, I saw Patricia and Bianca, my ex-ex-ex neighbour. Fun.. Ate a bit, and rode the Horror Ride.. It wasn't scary, it was a LAUGH TRIP!! My back hurt after the ride, since Camille was tugging on my back the whole time which forced me to duck! Hahaha.. So sad it ended soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*Sorry Jan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7.My Mom's in HK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My mom went to HK for buisness. She left Monday, and she is supposed to come home today. We still don't know what time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*Nice gift! iPod nano!! Green pa! The *New* Model!!!! Yipee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 264px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2wm43zp.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;b-day solo pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 263px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2mwwjk0.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kass with Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 265px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/33jpeuh.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Antoher Solo Pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 475px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/4g4xwe1.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New model of iPod!! Soon to be mine, only in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 267px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/34njnrp.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp; Camille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 267px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2dtoubd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crap Hair hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 268px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2r4gz9i.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sun shimmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 267px;" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/2hgwhzl.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zoom in on my eye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116140624718748090?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116140624718748090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116140624718748090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116140624718748090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116140624718748090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/proper-post.html' title='Proper Post'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i11.tinypic.com/2wm43zp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116100392844816266</id><published>2006-10-16T12:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:05:28.460Z</updated><title type='text'>UPDaTE</title><content type='html'>update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*overly majorly busy&lt;br /&gt;*confirmation on friday&lt;br /&gt;*practice tommorow&lt;br /&gt;*Sims 2 pets in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;*iPod nano on friday or saturday&lt;br /&gt;*wanna buy an mp4 player (yeah, cuz iPod vid cant take all files..)&lt;br /&gt;*got diamonds for my phone :)&lt;br /&gt;*becomng a cell phone freak! hahah.. nde naman&lt;br /&gt;*caught up with iTunes and Limewire (for my cousins)&lt;br /&gt;*caught up in Long Tests..&lt;br /&gt;*stalker... yikes! keep away!!&lt;br /&gt;*mom went to HK&lt;br /&gt;*might get a new laptop!&lt;br /&gt;*XP is not genuine :(&lt;br /&gt;*got fooled&lt;br /&gt;*Laptop!&lt;br /&gt;*Uncle Willy's goin back tom.&lt;br /&gt;*Tita Paula (the ninang of my cuz) is comin on friday&lt;br /&gt;*Mp3 player is disfunctional&lt;br /&gt;*stressing with paper jam.. since last thurs&lt;br /&gt;*stressing with scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;*caught up&lt;br /&gt;*cant study&lt;br /&gt;*wanna gimmik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116100392844816266?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116100392844816266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116100392844816266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116100392844816266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116100392844816266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='UPDaTE'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116075042075225713</id><published>2006-10-13T14:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:40:20.770Z</updated><title type='text'>So.. UPDATE</title><content type='html'>So it was my birhtday yesterday.. celebrated in KFC.. Then kanna at GErry's GRill.. Not much to say,, Thanks to all na nag-greet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116075042075225713?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116075042075225713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116075042075225713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116075042075225713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116075042075225713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-update.html' title='So.. UPDATE'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-116048288643378728</id><published>2006-10-10T12:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:21:26.433Z</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>hey, new skin..&lt;br /&gt;too much to do lately eh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-116048288643378728?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/116048288643378728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=116048288643378728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116048288643378728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/116048288643378728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-115988248160721303</id><published>2006-10-03T13:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:34:41.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Milenyo and the whole mumbo jumbo..</title><content type='html'>First Of all, before I forget: http://tuleni.hit.bg/indexeng.html Save the seals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo.. start of with a less popular topic.. &lt;b&gt;Milenyo&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there I was, practicing for the Intrams on the 7th floor,  in the corridoor, it was around 7pm, and it was on a wednedday. We were taught new steps, (which I was so mixed up about so I ended up staring into the night sky, and eventually copied the steps of those in front of me..) and then Fredes comes up yelling "Walang Pasok bukas!!!" and then everybody scattered saying "Bakit?" "aNo daw?" "Yes!!" and so on. We had no clue why, until most of us got home, found out because there was a typhoon. I was puzzled by the name &lt;b&gt;Milenyo&lt;/b&gt; for me, it was fairly wierd, normally typhoons had names like 'Henry' or 'Maria' or something like that, and now, we had the tagalog version of Millenium. Wierd.. Yun pala! They started changing the names of all the typhoons that pass here, starting with the so called Milenyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;= Woke up at around 10:30 or 11:30, the sky seemed grey, and I hear raindrops falling on the window, the rain was actually harder than I thought. Went out of the room, nobody's there.. So, since I was not that hungry, I ate toast. I eat when I am not that hungry, so I eat less ;) maintain the figure.. IF I don't, all my mom's friends would react.. pressure much.. I was just sitting in the dining area, staring blankly at the air, doing heavy though seemingly light thinking, specifically, about life, then my mom comes in from  the door, says she was just in the other building. Very few minutes later, Kuya Dodoy wakes up. Suddenly, the noise of the air conditioner stops, my cellphone that was charging stopped doing so, and there was no power, no phone, and of course, no cable. Nothing at all. I spent the rest of the day realxing, spending 'me' time, self impovement. Sleeping, reading, resting, fruit and veggie eating, just, rehabilitation of health. At a point, I went downsatirs to the lobby to check out how things were going = &lt;u&gt;TERRIBLE&lt;/u&gt;! A wall is tilting, the main door, which is glass, broken, a new Hilux pick up, the glass on the back, smashed by the wind.. or tree.. All the plants have fallen down, everbody is relying on the 4 outlets in the lobby for electricity, some brought down their laptop, others had cellphone chargers out, iPod wall chargers, and 1 even brought down his CPU, keyboard, mouse and monitor! Most just brought down chargers. Ayun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh.. Ill continue tom... too much to tell eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-115988248160721303?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/115988248160721303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=115988248160721303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115988248160721303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115988248160721303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/10/milenyo-and-whole-mumbo-jumbo.html' title='Milenyo and the whole mumbo jumbo..'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-115927532063984684</id><published>2006-09-26T12:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-26T12:55:20.653Z</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>So a little update on the events of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEEK..&lt;br /&gt;Not much happend really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY. 09-25-06&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ala called me ande Andre to get out of the Science Lab, bad timing, in the middle of a Lab report, and I had nothing to tie my hair with. Met up with Anton and Christopher and went to the Academic Office, we sat down then waited till Mrs. Duran was ready to hear us all. Passed it though I had to improve, i was hell nervous. Not modelling for the Seminar anymore! Yipee! Less fuss! hahaha, Gabby Sangco, who was supposed to be my partner in modelling is now partnered with Rainbow Sarmiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY. TODAY!! WAhh..&lt;br /&gt;Practiced in the Gym for the Parent Confirmation Seminar, as going there will everyone from GH who is involved, I spotted Mrs. Magallanes. Then she greeted me, and told Mrs. Duran I was from Las Pinas, she was like "Oh! I know thsi girl! She is from Las Pinas! I know this first year student ma'am!" So I stood there smiling and letting Mrs. Mags explain to Mrs. Duran. Hahaha, then she said "There oh, your old classmates!" and I saw Mariel, OB, and Jarell! Great Surprise for me! Hehehe, so I sat down, gave Mars a hug and waved at OB and Jarell. Then I went to where the others were and sat down with them. Parable reciters were called to the back stage so naiwan kami ni Rainbow, Andre and Gabby. On the other side, si OB nalang. So he sat down near his teacher who was near us so I introduced him to Andre. Lol, suplado si Andre, he said pa naman "pakilala mo ako sa lahat ng friends mo ha!" lol, naging suplado pa! hahaha.. So.. Hmm.. then bigla, Ms. Dela Cruz was reciting something about man who is the care taker and I looked at Mr.Ala and pointed at myself, and he nodded his head, I rushed back stage, and when my piece was called, I shivered! I was not ready! Hahaha, I rushed through my piece, going over and over it again! Hahaha, ako ung pinaka palpak! hihihi.. well.. anywhoo.. we ended by 5.00pm, malas, me and Andre were called during an exercise in Sci. we thought na baka short lang, kaya we left our books open and so on. We come to the room, which was locked, our books still open. Bad.. wahh.. So ayun, I rushed to pack up my things kasi I had to guide the Las Pinans ;) hahaha.. Well, eventually I was called to practice for Pep, (w/c had no point since we did not do anything AGAIN!) Then end the day.. Talked with Tracie again! Yippee! Bifey! hahaha.. ayun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Expect a new skin soon! when I have time, I will change it!  I still need a few tweaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-115927532063984684?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/115927532063984684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=115927532063984684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115927532063984684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115927532063984684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/09/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-115858673190695060</id><published>2006-09-18T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-19T12:35:38.900Z</updated><title type='text'>Whoot.. yaeh.. NOT!</title><content type='html'>So, my mom is going to &lt;u&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/u&gt; on Sunday, without me, for one week. Woah, hehehe, for buisness, &lt;b&gt;BUMMER.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ang pinabili ko? &lt;b&gt;NOTHING!&lt;/b&gt; hahah, mom is promising me to go &lt;u&gt;shopping&lt;/u&gt; when she comes back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like quitting the pep squad since.. wahh.. yeah, and labo, magulo ang lahat, the choreo didn't help us kanina, sad, only the cheer dancers since they needed the lifting to be done, so the people who taught us the steps were those who were present nung Saturday, which were: Chesca, Kristel and Catherine. Lmao.. no offesnse, you guys didn't tka it that serious kaya, the whole group was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yipee-doo-dum-dee-ohh..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 students were chosen to be speakers at the &lt;u&gt;Confirmation Orientation&lt;/u&gt;, and I am one of them, joint with Juila Las, Andre Vergara and Anton Severino. We have to memorize 70% of it tommorow, and we have to recite it infront of &lt;b&gt;Mrs. Duran&lt;/b&gt; on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned the &lt;s&gt;Cosmic Organization Chart&lt;/s&gt;. Lmao, scripted, it now includes GOD! Lol, VE/CE (for intermed. students) in CA?! HAhaha, makes me laugh.. NOT! Anton has the shortest script, PLUS, he knew that since he was in Casa! He has the 'Good Shephard' Script. Andre has the longest on the Time Line of Life! And Julia has a Parable to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh.. yan na muna.. i have to memorize nah!! wahh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-115858673190695060?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/115858673190695060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=115858673190695060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115858673190695060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115858673190695060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoot-yaeh-not.html' title='Whoot.. yaeh.. NOT!'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-115849389769658438</id><published>2006-09-17T11:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-17T11:51:37.850Z</updated><title type='text'>ui.. sumbody's seriously sick; here are the pics of La Mesa!</title><content type='html'>So, first of all, I wanna give a space in my post today for Jessica Crisostomo, she has dengue at the moment, and please give a prayer to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I have colds/cough. Thats why I didn't attend practice yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayy.. Went to Glorietta with my mom, watched a movie, developed the Field Trip Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't upload them today, my internet connection is wayy low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-115849389769658438?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/115849389769658438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=115849389769658438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115849389769658438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115849389769658438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/09/ui-sumbodys-seriously-sick-here-are.html' title='ui.. sumbody&apos;s seriously sick; here are the pics of La Mesa!'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-115832516627865375</id><published>2006-09-15T12:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:59:26.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Whoot.. kwento na!</title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;wed.: recollection..&lt;br /&gt;thurs: fieldtrip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To La Mesa Dam..&lt;br /&gt;-It was more of a Road Trip! We planted trees, I planted 5. Wahh.. boring noh? hahaha.. then nag parang hiking kami sa rainforest, maputik.. Everybody's shoes were messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had regular classes pa after, and Cheering &amp; Pep &amp; Booster had practice too..&lt;br /&gt;Messy day, though a bit fun, vainess in the forest! Hahah, pictures will be posted this weekend hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were tired today, since we had classes pa. I wanted to absent but sayang ng grade. Plus, we did alot today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet still hurt, and the mud in my shoes wont go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Pep Squad Practice pa tommorow! 8-3 sa Goldland..wahh.. i need to sleep early para maka gising bukas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ni Andrea na "Ang dami namin gnawa ngyun!" wahh.. there was a rumor na practices cancelled kya umuwi na ako.. I did not attend the practice today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan muna..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-115832516627865375?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/115832516627865375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=115832516627865375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115832516627865375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115832516627865375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoot-kwento-na.html' title='Whoot.. kwento na!'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28314029.post-115815221579786379</id><published>2006-09-13T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:56:55.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Recollection..</title><content type='html'>Wattaday.. it was our RECOLLECTION at school. I really liked it to tell the truth, tough at some points it became boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our topic was "Journeying Towards God" it had 3 sessions 1.)My Good and Bad Traits, 2.)My Dream &amp;amp; Gods Dream, 3.)I am the Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session 1&lt;br /&gt;All about your personlaity, the GOOD and BAD about it. Either your physical look or your inner personality. And we also learned how to accept our bad traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session 2&lt;br /&gt;It was all about our dreams, what we wanna be when we grow up, and seeing ourselves in 15 years and about crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session 3&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE LIGHT.. hard to explain, though its kinda like, appreaciating another person, and trying to find your way, and learning to be with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.. I got in touch with my inner being, and of course got closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wierd thing: I dont know why, I did not force it, but when we did a meditaion prayer, I was sobbing.. It just came out of my eyes, parang, all the stress and tension came out. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ang galing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tnx to Ms. Tina and Ms. Vangie for guiding us through the recollection, even on the breaks! They were really nice. They come from the Christian Fellowship Group.. Right? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO HORNETS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am making the 3-D version of the uniforms for the Hornets. Yippe? Wahh.. Not quite, I love using BodyShop (software), and it has always been a hobby, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; when I volunteered to do the uniforms, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;parang&lt;/span&gt; it became a job na which became boring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a deadline. I have to correct every detail. I have to make it from scratch. I have to make EVERYTHING perfect. Pictures, Pictures, Pictures, the problem is: INK! Hahaha, I am having Andre print them. Hahaha, he's the team leader anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ayun muna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28314029-115815221579786379?l=1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/feeds/115815221579786379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28314029&amp;postID=115815221579786379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115815221579786379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28314029/posts/default/115815221579786379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inmilliondanefil.blogspot.com/2006/09/recollection.html' title='Recollection..'/><author><name>crossed lines I shoudnt've crossed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13243793699454217086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
