<?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-8854580668881145151</id><updated>2011-08-02T16:23:10.678-07:00</updated><category term='Please no. Utang na loob. Para kay Jihan'/><category term='no stress'/><category term='tattoo love'/><category term='i need help'/><category term='Bombee'/><category term='evil laugh'/><category term='aja'/><category term='adik'/><category term='sleep.'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='girl crush'/><category term='HOORAY'/><category term='really sick'/><category term='excited'/><category term='Merry Christmas'/><category term='survey'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='enjoy life'/><category term='First love never dies'/><category term='rant'/><category term='sembreak'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='Angel'/><category term='more sick'/><category term='vacation please'/><category term='ausfallen.'/><category term='success'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='bored'/><category term='first'/><category term='depression'/><category term='joy'/><category term='heart'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='epicness'/><category term='rest'/><category term='tamad'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='rain'/><category term='non-fail'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='JINX'/><category term='fun'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fail'/><category term='struggling'/><category term='cute emoticon'/><title type='text'>Why, why, why?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5839039065700792957</id><published>2010-07-11T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:16:14.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>*rant*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HEY YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will make you the least of my worries and I won't let you get in the way of happiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will stop worrying about you because I really don't have to worry about you. I wish for our happiness and I really don't care how this ends up. I just want US to be happy without me ever worrying about you, and if he is happy with me, then fine, I will go on with being happy with him. I just don't want to over-think about you because all I let you do is make my heart break and my life miserable and I know it makes him feel bad. So yes, from now on I will choose to just be happy.&amp;nbsp;&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/8854580668881145151-5839039065700792957?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5839039065700792957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5839039065700792957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5839039065700792957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/rant.html' title='*rant*'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5471319835358852920</id><published>2010-06-28T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T05:23:31.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO BLOG. I AM ITCHING FOR A NEW TATTOO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HAI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have been itching for a new tattoo (actually a continuation of my lotus piece). I miss the rush and the pain of getting inked how nice it looks after it heals, plus I have friends who just got inked this month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I forgot how painful my throat was for the last two weeks. And now I'm craving for pain again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...IBA NAMAN TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyhooo. I'm all better now. But since I've been eating sweets (and cake. Lots of cake) lately, my throat is... hurting a bit. I should take it easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There, I'm all better now, and more pressured to find a job soon. I'm running out of cash and I wish I bought a new phone with my money. But then again, I wouldn't get to go out if I did that. Oh well. It's done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If I land this freelance thing tomorrow, I MIGHT GET A NEW TATTOO SOON. I'm not sure. lol&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/8854580668881145151-5471319835358852920?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5471319835358852920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-blog-i-am-itching-for-new-tattoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5471319835358852920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5471319835358852920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-blog-i-am-itching-for-new-tattoo.html' title='HELLO BLOG. I AM ITCHING FOR A NEW TATTOO.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2156881901576711150</id><published>2010-06-26T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T08:45:16.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How exactly do you move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2156881901576711150?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2156881901576711150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-exactly-do-you-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2156881901576711150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2156881901576711150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-exactly-do-you-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-9192076942522527266</id><published>2010-06-15T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:39:17.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange update</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggie. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tonsillectomy went great. Today's my 4th day after the operation and I can say I am recovering quite well. I still feel pain, but really not as much as it hurt during the first couple of days after the operation. I'm doing okay, though I still can't eat much (nor speak nor laugh for that matter), and I'm still not allowed to gag or cough. (Yea. I feel like I'm not human for a week.) I'm on a cold liquid diet (I'm not allowed to eat hot/warm food) for at least 10 days (and it includes ice cream. LOTS OF ICE CREAM.) I'm kinda sick of having just soup, so I'm trying to eat noodles and oatmeal. I think I'm growing a little weak from my diet. But I've lost 5lbs in 4 days. TRUDAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh. Today is my Nanay(lola)'s birthday. Happy birthday Nanay. I really miss you. I wish you could've been around to see me now. I know I grew up strange, but I think you'll still be proud of me. I love you. &amp;lt;3 (P.S. please keep the mumu away. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who brought me up. Long story. Ayoko magdrama, sa totoo lang. I've been telling that story over and over, and every time I do, feeling ko may paawa effect. And I really don't like that people think I'm telling that story just because I want to be pitied on. Oh no, I hate being weak in everyone's eyes. I'm too tired of seen as someone who's weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO. I'm still recovering but I did a photoshoot today. And I have tons of photos to edit starting tomorrow. Tralala. I also wanna go to UST and attend class again. I'm so rusty. I wanna go to school just to do something creative. I MISS SCHOOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-9192076942522527266?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9192076942522527266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/strange-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/9192076942522527266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/9192076942522527266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/strange-update.html' title='strange update'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-569618161992869485</id><published>2010-06-07T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:30:23.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just came back home from an Anvaya weekend with Dad's (&lt;b&gt;high school&lt;/b&gt;) friends. Cool bunch of people. I finally met Tito Ipe's daughter, Phoebe. She's the only one my age in the house, and she was pretty cool. Too bad she's leaving for California at the end of the month. The trip was fun. It was drizzling, but I still enjoyed it very much (except for the beach. Water was too... murky.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I also had my follow up check-up today. My doctor wants to take my tonsils out asap. I'll be admitted at the UST Hospital on Thursday afternoon and she'll take 'em out on Friday afternoon. I'll be staying there 'til Sunday morning. I'm kinda excited.&amp;nbsp;&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/8854580668881145151-569618161992869485?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/569618161992869485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-came-back-home-from-anvaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/569618161992869485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/569618161992869485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-came-back-home-from-anvaya.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5935040637281225259</id><published>2010-05-31T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:37:12.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what, I'M SICK AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, yesterday I had my follow-up check-up with my favoritest favorite doctor. (She's all cute and bubbly and hyper. I like herrr. :3) Well, regarding my tonsils, turns out I need another week of antibiotics to clear up the remaining pus in my tonsils. Yuck, I know. How the hell that happened? Weather, pollution, and I don't know. Oh well. We have to take my tonsils out as soon as the infection clears up since it's pretty much recurring. The bacteria and virus could make its way down to my heart. Oh my poor heart, damaged by silly bacteria deciding to attack my tonsils. Really. I google-d everything up, and as my doctor told me, I could develop heart disease. As if random panic attacks and palpitations aren't enough. Really, I'm tired of being sick and unhealthy and weak. WEAK. :| *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So anyhoo, I'm excited. I wanna get my tonsils out and be better soon. Btw, the operation will be bloody. So I have to be ready for it. No more missing scheduled meds. No sweets for a month. Just water, water, and lots and lots of water. I'll be either at UST Hospital or Medical City (not sure which Medical City) prolly next week. I'll update after my third check-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This also means I can't go jobhunting yet. I have to get better before I look for jobs. :( Money.&amp;nbsp;&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/8854580668881145151-5935040637281225259?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5935040637281225259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/guess-what-im-sick-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5935040637281225259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5935040637281225259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/guess-what-im-sick-again.html' title='Guess what, I&apos;M SICK AGAIN'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-385715569695842154</id><published>2010-05-27T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T05:18:09.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello almost lover,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2132477/tumblr_kxwhaqr3TC1qzuhd2o1_400_large.jpg?1272922050" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2132477/tumblr_kxwhaqr3TC1qzuhd2o1_400_large.jpg?1272922050" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing more left to do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but to trust the unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I admit that I am incredibly terrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what more can I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stay strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm not leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not an inch. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-385715569695842154?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/385715569695842154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-almost-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/385715569695842154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/385715569695842154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-almost-lover.html' title='Hello almost lover,'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4169021977431187354</id><published>2010-05-26T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:10:22.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A year ago, a girl fell in love with a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They met randomly because of a common friend they both invited to a school event. How silly, that two total strangers would invite someone to the same event at almost the same time. The girl saw him for the first time in school and realized they were in a same class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She didn't know she was falling in love. It was just a silly crush, a silly infatuation, she thought. But then again, she couldn't stop. She was happy with just seeing him around and she entertained herself with just observing him. She was happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Her love grew and grew, until she didn't care about what others would think about the idea of her falling in love with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She didn't care about what they said. She listened to what they had to say about him, but she really didn't care. She just listened because they were her friends. And maybe, she thought, they were right. But then again, she couldn't stop. She was really falling in love with him. And she didn't need any reason and thought that if there were a reason, then it wouldn't be loving at all. She was content with just watching him from afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then they became closer, or at least so she thinks. Troubles arise, but still, her love never really stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stopping? Well, she did try once. There came someone else. He was younger. In fact, he was even physically closer, living a street away. A minute of walking and they were in front of each other's houses. It started with teasing from people around them. She thought that maybe if she diverted her attention, maybe the feeling she had for the boy she fell in love with would just cease to exist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A month or so passed. The girl and her neighbor grew closer. Random phone calls in the middle of the night that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;lasted hours and hours until the sun would rise and silly visits from the boy. She even tried to exert effort with giving the boy a simple gift. But then again, she still thought of the boy she wanted to stop loving. Eventually, she grew tired of this younger boy and she felt silly for even trying to forget about her love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, it's not like the girl and the boy she loved stopped talking. They still talked, but somehow, she felt, not as interestingly as they first did. She was afraid and she felt more stupid for even trying to forget about him and using someone to even forget him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Of course, he knew she was in love with him. She was silly enough to tell him too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Time passed, she was enjoying his company. She started to miss him when she didn't see him around in school. Silly girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Silly girl. She tried to confront the boy about her feelings and how he felt for her. She didn't get any straight answer most of the time. She was starting to hurt, but she still didn't mind. She was content with just being around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then they became good friends and soon, the boy told the girl that he loved him. Of course, she didn't take it seriously. She was afraid of the words and if they were even truth or lies. She was suddenly afraid of the words she wished she would hear from him. She was left too hurt and empty from her previous relationship that she was now confused. But she didn't mind it. She just enjoyed his company.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She was happy, but still, tension seemed to find its way in the situation. But she still stayed content. She was happy when she could get to just see him around or hear his voice from afar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A year after they met, they had their first kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That summer, the girl and the boy, together with their group of friends went somewhere to just have fun. She didn't plan to even come with them mainly because she was afraid to face him. Why? Well, she wasn't really sure about that. She was too in love that she was afraid of him. But still, a friend convinced her to go, and it was worth it. She was with her boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;boy, as she thought. She has never felt so happy to be with him like how they were that day. It was one of the days that she will never forget. She was genuinely happy. She was in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They were happy together, the boy even went to the girl's house to just hang out. She was happy. But she still thought of things that happened around the boy. She was still worried. She tried to talk to him again, and of course, there were no deal sealed. But still, she thought, they could be happy with how they were.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Semi-boyfriend... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's what she called him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then came the skeptical friends. They didn't trust the boy. But the girl, being in love, defended the boy. She took all the blame because he loved the boy so much. She didn't want to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All she ever wanted was for the boy to be okay, be it with or without her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tough choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;With or without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was funny how the girl would be able to meet people who knew things about the boy's past. It was the universe's way of telling her the truth she wanted to know so badly. The truth the boy couldn't tell her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She then had the strength to confront the boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He told her that he loved her. She was too in love. She didn't care about anyone else except for the boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She was also hurt, but she didn't want to admit that. She wanted to be strong for her love. She didn't want to leave him, well, neither could she.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At this very moment, the girl still loves him very much. And all she asks for is for him to be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The girl just let go of her boy. There was never any deal sealed between them. They just loved each other, or so the girl thinks. But the girl would stick to that belief until the boy would decide who he would choose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She's hurting, very badly. But maybe this is the right thing to do. She has forgotten about herself, and she knows this would not do any good for her. She loves him very much, and all she wants is for the boy to be happy. Happiness without guilt or any more consequences. Even if he wouldn't choose her, if he were to be happy, then she believes she would be fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For now, she can only try to remember every moment they shared, every "I love you" he whispered to her, and just dream of how it would might have been. Hoping for him to choose her would be too far-fetched. What would be a silly year compared to years and years of experience with someone else. Everything just coined up from a silly idea of the universe to bring two strangers together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I really don't know how to end this. The girl still hopes, but tries not to expect. She can only dream of being with her boy. It seems too impossible now. A dream. She can only smile from the silly idea of being with him. It may never happen again. She's too tired of giving him everything she could, but not get any assurance that he could be hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At least she tried.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And maybe, probably, she'd do it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm sorry happy blog. I'm a little short of happiness at the moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-4169021977431187354?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4169021977431187354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/year-ago-girl-fell-in-love-with-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4169021977431187354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4169021977431187354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/year-ago-girl-fell-in-love-with-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1215661176128145158</id><published>2010-05-13T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:12:16.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La-di-da productivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Hideehooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;It's so hot today (and for the past few idon'tknowhowlongit'sbeen. I can't seem to get anything done, even the morning jogs I swore to finally do every other day isn't... alsndflkajsdflak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zZPNyipkI/AAAAAAAAACs/lFpkVHcfVvE/s1600/IMG_9799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zZPNyipkI/AAAAAAAAACs/lFpkVHcfVvE/s320/IMG_9799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ooooh lookit teh pretty night sky in Anvaya Cove.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Anvaya Cove is the &amp;lt;3. I wanna go back there. ONE DAY. I SWEAR I WILL OWN A HOUSE THERE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Oh shoot, I really need a job. I don't have any moolah to spend for my social needs (i.e. meeting up with friends or eating out or shopping).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;What have I been up to lately? Well, I figured I am a major in housekeeping now. Wala kaming maid kaya ako nalang muna. Sana lang kasi sineswelduhan rin ako. IT IS SO NOT FAIR. :| On the brighter side, thank you, friends with cars, for existing. I went to Macci's place yesterday for a photoshoot with Ria (tangkad). Ooooh I had to wear heels just to not feel inferior. Ria, why are you so tall. xD AND DURING THE SHOOT YOU JUST HAD TO WEAR MY SHOES. Wala na, kawawa naman kami ni Macci (sorry Macci. &amp;lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zaDiwnv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/91JrAVeQGzI/s1600/IMG_0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zaDiwnv6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/91JrAVeQGzI/s400/IMG_0074.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Hello Ria &amp;amp; Macci.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;(Macci aka Reflector Girl. hee. &amp;lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zajF4PnvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G5BcqcqJG14/s1600/IMG_0200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zajF4PnvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G5BcqcqJG14/s640/IMG_0200.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zbDvDzJqI/AAAAAAAAADE/7ZOX6wdVJ7w/s1600/IMG_0292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zbDvDzJqI/AAAAAAAAADE/7ZOX6wdVJ7w/s400/IMG_0292.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zbkb-CfnI/AAAAAAAAADM/tJiKE6_0drk/s1600/IMG_0122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zbkb-CfnI/AAAAAAAAADM/tJiKE6_0drk/s640/IMG_0122.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;RIA YOU ARE SO FIERCE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;(This is how she makes love to the camera. lol lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1215661176128145158?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1215661176128145158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-di-da-productivity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1215661176128145158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1215661176128145158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-di-da-productivity.html' title='La-di-da productivity'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/S-zZPNyipkI/AAAAAAAAACs/lFpkVHcfVvE/s72-c/IMG_9799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-7970326155765504111</id><published>2010-05-10T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:10:22.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Rain feels like a distant memory.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-7970326155765504111?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7970326155765504111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-feels-like-distant-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7970326155765504111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7970326155765504111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-feels-like-distant-memory.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8674513982226773914</id><published>2010-05-10T01:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:10:23.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just discovered that two of my three studio lights aren't working. Ffffffffffuuuuuuck. What do I tell my dad? :| I wasn't the one who broke it. I'm not sure who. What do I do? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On the brighter side, we went to Anvaya Cove this weekend. &amp;lt;3 heart. I SWEAR. ONE DAY I WILL HAVE A HOUSE THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wheee short entries. I'm going out again. Shoo me.&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/8854580668881145151-8674513982226773914?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8674513982226773914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-discovered-that-two-of-my-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8674513982226773914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8674513982226773914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-discovered-that-two-of-my-three.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4334514670124000837</id><published>2010-04-14T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:15:00.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The outing with Adtu was my first outing -- EVER. Salamat sa lahat. I really had fun. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Back to Manila, please don't tell me to go back to reality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O wait. I need to fix my portfolio and resume. Sorry blog.&amp;nbsp;&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/8854580668881145151-4334514670124000837?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4334514670124000837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/outing-with-adtu-was-my-first-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4334514670124000837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4334514670124000837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/outing-with-adtu-was-my-first-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1149206358461321440</id><published>2010-04-09T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T01:59:52.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you hold back your feelings because you're afraid of getting hurt,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you end up hurting, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1149206358461321440?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1149206358461321440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-hold-back-your-feelings-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1149206358461321440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1149206358461321440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-hold-back-your-feelings-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8559098171552559996</id><published>2010-04-02T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T06:01:37.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Because I'm bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;..and I don't want to write anything about anything right now lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BOLD WHAT APPLIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat-x; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I avoid some people on purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve thought about cheating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hate the way I look most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like the way I look most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve been swimming in an ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been swimming in a lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have a sibling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have pets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been on vacation recently&lt;br /&gt;I love meeting new people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am insanely shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on a sports team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I play music&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don’t remember the last time I mailed a letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk on the phone every night&lt;br /&gt;I drink milk almost every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve kissed someone in a bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve kissed someone in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve kissed someone at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kissed someone I just met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve kissed a good friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I like to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I like to watch tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could care less about video games&lt;br /&gt;I hate my mom and dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve had a crush on someone for 5+ years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never asked someone out&lt;br /&gt;I can touch my nose with my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually love going grocery shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love to travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to another continent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish I had time to watch more movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss being a little kid&lt;/b&gt;I’ve been to a public pool recently&lt;br /&gt;Summer is my favorite time of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Winter is my favorite time of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a favorite holiday&lt;br /&gt;I have a favorite holiday other than Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a concert recently&lt;br /&gt;I drive&lt;br /&gt;I have my own car&lt;br /&gt;My room is almost always messy&lt;br /&gt;I’m listening to music right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Music helps me work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person I texted was a boy&lt;br /&gt;I want a new phone really bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love cartoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The last thing I drank was water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I used to play with barbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I collect something (or used to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a carnival recently&lt;br /&gt;I know what syncopation is&lt;br /&gt;I need to charge my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have a huge crush on someone right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kissed someone within the last 24 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’m in my pajamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to school tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need to clean something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve hurt myself on purpose&lt;br /&gt;I’ve thrown up on purpose&lt;br /&gt;I’ve broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve eaten something weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m an extremely picky eater&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been out to eat recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love going to the mall shopping&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hate big groups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last party I went to&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the phone right now&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching tv right now&lt;br /&gt;I’m eating right now&lt;br /&gt;People say I’m funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;People say I’m pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve been told that I have gorgeous eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need new clothes really bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is up right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need to shave my legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I remember the last time I went to the doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I actually use my locker at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get good grades&lt;br /&gt;I have a MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have a Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I showered last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I spy with my little eye something that is green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spy with my little eye something that is round&lt;br /&gt;I spy with my little eye something that is broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve had surgery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Someone I know has died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I know has had cancer&lt;br /&gt;It’s past my bedtime&lt;br /&gt;I’ve moved before&lt;br /&gt;I’ve moved 4+ times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve gotten something removed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;People tell me that I have good hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;People tell me that they like my clothes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish I had some money right now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got a stupid class ring&lt;br /&gt;I’m listening to someone talking right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish I could talk to the boy I like right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kissed someone in front of my parents&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kissed someone on New Year’s&lt;br /&gt;I love Halloween&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last time I tripped&lt;br /&gt;I can see a picture of me from where I’m sitting&lt;br /&gt;I can see my reflection from where I’m sitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’m kinda scared of the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to sleep with the door open&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to sleep without a blanket&lt;br /&gt;It’s morning&lt;br /&gt;I played soccer when I was little&lt;br /&gt;I played basketball when I was little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My ears are pierced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly button is pierced&lt;br /&gt;I plan on going to college&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I plan on getting married&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on having some kids&lt;br /&gt;I babysit&lt;br /&gt;I still get an allowance&lt;br /&gt;I curse a lot&lt;br /&gt;I got so drunk last night&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a wedding recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve met someone special on vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an accent&lt;br /&gt;I’m completely white&lt;br /&gt;I know someone who has been home-schooled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know someone in a band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sing really well&lt;br /&gt;I can dance really well&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve never slow danced with anyone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at spelling&lt;br /&gt;I suck at math&lt;br /&gt;I recycle&lt;br /&gt;I am pro-choice&lt;br /&gt;I know some rednecks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want to get a tattoo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want to get a new piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate MTV and VH1&lt;br /&gt;I miss an ex&lt;br /&gt;I still love an ex&lt;br /&gt;I’ve slapped someone&lt;br /&gt;I’ve punched someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve been told that I have a nice butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my boobs are too small&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish I could lose some weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can play the guita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;I can speak another language&lt;br /&gt;I am fluent in another language&lt;br /&gt;I can play the piano&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been told that I can’t dance&lt;br /&gt;I’m a cheerleader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have a sweet tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sweet facial piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need to practice something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Canada&lt;br /&gt;I’ve traveled across the country&lt;br /&gt;I live on the east coast&lt;br /&gt;I went to the beach last summer&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last time I was insanely sunburned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I like to waste time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think I’m going to get asked out soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I keep a journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don’t remember the last dream I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My first kiss kinda sucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think smoking cigarettes is gross&lt;br /&gt;I’m wearing something that belongs to someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My mom fixed the last meal I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never gotten my nails done&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing homework right now&lt;br /&gt;I’m adopted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love sappy movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love horror movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love musicals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen a broadway show&lt;br /&gt;The last person I hugged was my mom/dad&lt;br /&gt;All of my grandparents are alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss my boyfriend (/someone I really like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I haven’t talked to my best friend all day&lt;/b&gt;People tell me that I’m short&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my socks don’t match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can’t wait till my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m a procrastinator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’m not like everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I like strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I like thunderstorms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone’s mad at me right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hate when people are rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m an optimist&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My first relationship ended badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love when boys hold doors open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kissed 2+ people in one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve had a boy sleep over at my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bite my nails&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been caught doing drugs&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been caught cheating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I haven’t been to Disneyland/Disneyworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve passed out from drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I get angry easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m laid back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hate most girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love getting new shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Chinese food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don’t remember the last time I was grounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve been in love before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve been cheated on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain songs that remind me of my ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I gave someone their first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I straighten my hair more often than i should&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a funeral this year&lt;br /&gt;I am insanely hungry right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I liked this survey a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I should probably do something productive now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tadaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-8559098171552559996?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8559098171552559996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8559098171552559996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8559098171552559996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-im-bored.html' title='Because I&apos;m bored'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6055256224919927542</id><published>2010-03-29T05:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:42:51.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Hellooooo blog update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;There's really nothing to write about. Except that I've officially graduated aaaaand I don't think it's such a big deal concerning my emotions. I feel that I'm still going to see everyone every now and then. No need to fuzz or cry about it. And the fact that I am officially a creative bum (yes, even my creativity is bumming around right now), isn't sinking in much. I am doing an animation thingy for Kim, my childhood best friend (which I am definitely too lazy to do atm. I'm playing Bejeweled 2 for at least half the day already lol) and it's Holy Week. And the fact that there's nothing exciting in my life (at the moment and/or in the past) gives me absolutely nothing to write about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I am living an awfully average life with extra boringness. The only exciting thing happening, if you could consider it exciting, are my weekly trips to the doctor. I had a Chest Xray done a couple of weeks ago, together with an ECG, 2D heart echo, doppler and color flow analysis for my heart and thyroid blood tests (because it runs in the family). I hated the heart tests because it really did make me feel very violated. (My poor bowbs got squished by the thingyyyy ;A; TMI.) But turns out every thing's perfectly fine, and it's all in my head. Must be going mad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;What are my plans this summer? Vacation. I wanna go to the beach. And to places where I can take pretty pictures. I need a job too. Goodbye allowance. Checked my wallet and I have absolutely nothing. Just a few coins and a few bills, and after I spend it, I'm below the poverty line. At least I can get to learn how to drive next week (hopefully.) I'm also trying to stay away from the internet as much as I can for a week or two. But here I am, playing bejeweled 2, chatting with a few friends, my YM in invi, my facebook open, my plurk open (and I'm not plurking anything) and I'm still not doing Kim's animation. Great. Gotta get the last one done asap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Oh oh, grad party on Easter Sunday. If you can go, please come over. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6055256224919927542?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6055256224919927542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/hellooooo-blog-update-theres-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6055256224919927542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6055256224919927542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/hellooooo-blog-update-theres-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4310422240505929921</id><published>2010-03-11T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T08:16:51.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I feel so left out. I want to cry. I need to let this out but I can't seem to find the... tears to.. cry it all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maybe I'm just tired. But how could I be tired? I've been stuck at home doing nothing for the past few days. And when I do go out, I go out with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh right. That's it. I'm tired of seeing the same scenario over and over and over again. It really isn't their fault. It's me. I'm too bitter about a few things that I hurt myself when I see it happening in front of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need to cry this out. It's too frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorry happy blog. I just need to let this out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-4310422240505929921?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4310422240505929921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-so-left-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4310422240505929921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4310422240505929921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-so-left-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4646262903634652866</id><published>2010-03-07T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T05:31:53.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was watching the Bucket List this afternoon, but I only got to see the later part. I haven't watched the whole movie, but it made me cry again. Weird, I always start from the part when they were in Egypt. The part when the story of how you can go to heaven according to the Egyptians. They said the gods will ask you two things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you found joy in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you brought joy to others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, I was thinking about life. Pag si Ben Reyna kasi ang kausap mo, ang sarap pagusapan ang buhay at kung ano anong pilosopikal. Naisip ko lang na kahit gano mo kagusto na mapasaya ang isang tao, hindi rin siya magiging masaya hanggat hindi ka niya hinahayaan na pasayahin siya. At para mangyari yun, kailangan niya buksan sarili niya para sayo. Ang tanong, kaya mo ba na magtiyaga? Mahirap diba. Tao lang tayo at mapapagod rin. Pero wag mo isasara ang sarili mo sa mga posibilidad. Anything can happen at any given time or opportunity. Ang kailangan mo lang gawin ay ang maghintay. At ibig rin nun sabihin, wag kang maging one time big time. Magbigay ka pero paunti unti, para hindi ka rin mapagod, para pag kailangan ka na talaga nung taong yun, may kaya ka pang ibigay, at sa oras na mangyari yun, may matatanggap ka rin na kaligayahan. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Naisip ko lang din na sa totoong buhay, konti lang talaga ang tunay na kaibigan. Sabi nga nila ang hirap nang magtiwala. Pero dapat ka bang wag nang magtiwala? Hindi. Kasi baka ikaw pa yung maging blessing sa tao na yun para magsimula sila na magtiwala rin sa iba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At isa pa pala, pag naisip mo na mahirap ang isang bagay, dun ka na titigil na gumawa ng paraan. Kaya wag mong iisipin na mahirap ang buhay. Kasi titilig ka talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Ayihee, si ben happy sa lablayp. Ayihee. xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tomorrow's my official last day in school. But I'll be going to school (or somewhere else) for the sake of moolah. (Dad, sorry. Huling allowance ko na to e lawl.) Soooo.. Who wants to go out this week? Monday, I'll be spending time with Nica-Bi till evening. Tuesday, I'll go visit Ma'am Nady then movie with Bijo and Rani (who else wants to come? :3), Wednesday, I have a pending get together with highschool friends. Thursday, I'll prolly drink with Kim and Kitt, and Friday, I think Kim and I are going out. Wednesday's still not sure. Anyoooone? It's dad's birthday on the 15th, so baka may inuman rin. Hahahay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I forgot, I have an appointment with our doctor on Saturday concerning my ECG and xray results. (Saturday rin yung party ni dad. :3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Helloooo summerrrrr. I want to go to the beach. Someone take me to the beeeach :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-4646262903634652866?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4646262903634652866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-watching-bucket-list-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4646262903634652866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4646262903634652866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-watching-bucket-list-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1370748334954681283</id><published>2010-03-03T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T04:58:33.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no stress'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just came home from a random day with Kim and Kitt. It was fun. Awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kim and Kitt kidnapped me from UST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Headed to SM North Edsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Early dinner at Amici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kitt: "Baby do you want some ice?" Kim: "Sure babe." Kitt: *gets ice from freezer* Me: "Dun dun dududun dun dun dun." Kim: "ICE ICE BABY! Dun dun dududun dun dun dun~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Evil plannnnnnnsssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Walked around a bit at the Sky Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Desert at.. What's that gelato shop again? XD Art..what? Lame. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOL'd at Kitt and Kim. Fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOL some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Got a (potential) job from Kim. Payment = TATTOO &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOL'd more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kim bought me mini cupcakes from Blushing Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saw Rosette before heading home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kim and Kitt dropped me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E kasi. Sa totoo lang, yung in betweens di ko na maalala. Pano ba kasi, tawa nalang ako ng tawa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't remember the last time I had fun. Thanks Kimibabe and Kitt. I &amp;lt;3 you very much. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1370748334954681283?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1370748334954681283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-came-home-from-random-day-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1370748334954681283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1370748334954681283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-came-home-from-random-day-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5063763647132446213</id><published>2010-02-27T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:52:36.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl crush'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ohai girlcrush-sama~. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why are you so prettyyyyyy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss you, I really do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Inom tayo pag gumaling na akoooo. \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5063763647132446213?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5063763647132446213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohai-girlcrush-sama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5063763647132446213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5063763647132446213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohai-girlcrush-sama.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3756271446141066108</id><published>2010-02-26T20:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:27:07.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having my ECG on tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3756271446141066108?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3756271446141066108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-having-my-ecg-on-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3756271446141066108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3756271446141066108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-having-my-ecg-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6497281071126491863</id><published>2010-02-25T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:38:33.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So do I ever regret that I met you? That I've fallen for you? That I told you how I felt about you? Absolutely not. (somehow) Having you (around) is the best part of my senior year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What I regret? Not being able to tell you everything properly. I was too scared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Next week is final week. I'm finishing up my compo plate to pass it tomorrow afternoon. And I have to do my ESTH hw too. Meh. I'm too tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think I get why I'm getting anxiety attacks so often. A year of stress from my thesis + other things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Di ko naman kasi talaga inaamin na nasstress na ako. Anong ginawa ko? Nilabanan ko. Gumawa ng gumawa. Nagtrabaho ng nagtrabaho at kinalimutan na ang pahinga at tulog. Magaling. Palakpakan. Kaya ito.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will be honest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I break down very often. I just did a few minutes ago. Broke down. Cried and cried.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ang hirap. Ngayon lang nagssink in yung stress ng thesis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mamamatay na kaya ako? Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So do I ever regret that I met you? That I've fallen for you? That I told you how I felt about you? Absolutely not. (somehow) Having you (around) is the best part of my senior year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What I regret? Not being able to tell you everything properly. I was too scared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6497281071126491863?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6497281071126491863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-do-i-ever-regret-that-i-met-you-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6497281071126491863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6497281071126491863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-do-i-ever-regret-that-i-met-you-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-235641754594985456</id><published>2010-02-23T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:07:02.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thought you had better things to do. Turns out you don't. Well, go figure why I had it tattooed on my wrist, dear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's because I have my own life. I have my own dreams. I know exactly who I am. And you know what, I don't need people like you to tell me what I was and what I am right now. See. I'm even giving you so much credit by blogging about the likes of you. I'm already having a bit of trouble with what I'm having right now and whatever is wrong with my body. So don't you go messing around with me.&amp;nbsp;&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/8854580668881145151-235641754594985456?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/235641754594985456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-thought-you-had-better-things-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/235641754594985456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/235641754594985456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-thought-you-had-better-things-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-475175133561222021</id><published>2010-02-17T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:09:04.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thesis defense done. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, i missed you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-475175133561222021?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/475175133561222021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/thesis-defense-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/475175133561222021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/475175133561222021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/thesis-defense-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4159269384598621461</id><published>2010-02-10T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T05:55:44.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need a good cry. Impending sense of doom.&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/8854580668881145151-4159269384598621461?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4159269384598621461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-good-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4159269384598621461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4159269384598621461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-good-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5271564262067068049</id><published>2010-02-03T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:39:59.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good news! My dad's back home from the hospital today. The block in his heart isn't too serious and the treatment will be via medication. No more test. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad news? I had my worst panic attack last night. My heart was beating way too fast and it was the most frightening experience. I swear, I really thought I was going to die. I lied on my back and I don't know, somehow I managed to fight it. My mom had to rush back home for me. I tried to rest early, but I didn't get to actually sleep until 6am. I had minor hits during the night too. And now, I still feel weak and I can't move much. I can't work on my thesis. I really need rest. And I hate having to hear my heart beat before I sleep. Somehow, it hits me again. Mild hits, though. But I am scarred for life. I don't want to be left alone now. I'm just too scared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to stop drinking coffee for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5271564262067068049?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5271564262067068049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-news-my-dads-back-home-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5271564262067068049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5271564262067068049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-news-my-dads-back-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2376007766157057509</id><published>2010-01-30T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:11:27.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I could make you feel better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2376007766157057509?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2376007766157057509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wish-i-could-make-you-feel-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2376007766157057509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2376007766157057509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wish-i-could-make-you-feel-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8273204769343990666</id><published>2010-01-26T09:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:29:51.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 430px;" src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvj9f1N2Mn1qzilpso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Happy new year to everyone I love and who I need in my life. Thank you for being around my silly life. I know I'll never be me without you around. I also think my life would be plain boring without your awesomeness. I want to make things better for you guys. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;CAN WE ALL GET TATTOOS. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1545071974264955038?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1545071974264955038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-to-everyone-i-love-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1545071974264955038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1545071974264955038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-to-everyone-i-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4208111975553479172</id><published>2009-12-24T10:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:59:34.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas reminds me of sweet love and all. And it makes me feel so lonely. But I'm trying to not think about it too much because I know I have the best people I have ever known in my whole life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, guys. For being part of my life. It makes me feel so blessed that I have you around me. And you guys replace any awesome worldly gift I can ever find beneath my Christmas tree. I love you. Each and every one of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, love. I am falling more and more with every conversation we have. But I've been thinking. Maybe it's better we stay friends.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't want to lose you forever in exchange for my selfishness. (And I guess we'll never be more than this. ) But I think I may be falling in love. And I'm very afraid. I'm not really sure, but I'd like you to stick around, please? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-4208111975553479172?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4208111975553479172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-reminds-me-of-sweet-love-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4208111975553479172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4208111975553479172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-reminds-me-of-sweet-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6220587530588859818</id><published>2009-12-24T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:07:37.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have a blessed Merry Christmas to everyone. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 25px;"&gt;I'm sorry I don't (/never) post anything decent. My head's too full with the whole world right now. And I don't wish to ruin my Christmas. Hawhaw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 25px;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6220587530588859818?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6220587530588859818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-will-always-be-as-long-as-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6220587530588859818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6220587530588859818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-will-always-be-as-long-as-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2291358137509608669</id><published>2009-12-23T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:06:57.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuxmvedHd51qzds2vo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuxmvedHd51qzds2vo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Found it at Tumblr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tumblr. You make me feel like I'm in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2291358137509608669?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2291358137509608669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2291358137509608669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2291358137509608669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1716930380417969610</id><published>2009-12-04T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T07:55:27.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation please'/><title type='text'>YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I got to pass my Media Plan today and got my adviser's notes. REVISIONS! And I should also do my book layout and ad studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want a Christmas break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And a Happy Christmas. * 3*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And a Happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I STILL WANT A VACATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1716930380417969610?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1716930380417969610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1716930380417969610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1716930380417969610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes.html' title='YES'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6823708152023381879</id><published>2009-12-03T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:35:18.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoy life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have deadlines tomorrow and I'm in no mood for work. Well, I did get to start my book layout, but stopped at the table of contents page. Great. I'm really lazy to do anything right now. At least I finished my Media Plan time table, but I haven't finished my costing calculations because I don't know how much I'll be needing for my other print ads. (YES. PARANG TUNAY KONG PERA HAHAHAHA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I still need to do so much, but really. I want to take a break and go somewhere. I need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;If there's one thing I've accomplished so far, (kung accomplishment man to), is deciding to just enjoy everything and be happy. (naks) Because I think life would be more exciting to live if you didn't know how everything would work out in the end AND I will stop thinking about things too much. ♡♡♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6823708152023381879?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6823708152023381879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6823708152023381879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6823708152023381879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2450417824290897301</id><published>2009-11-26T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:59:49.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes. I AM bored. I'm supposed to be out (shooting for my thesis), but I think I should rest today. (BUT I did text Tatay Nero in case I change my mind so I could go stay at his shop.) Anyhoo. Mom isn't home yet. And thankfully the internet is here to save me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YAY! God bless the internet! &lt;/span&gt;And I found this. And I think it's really, really, reaaaaally cute &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"&gt;Date Ideas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Go on a search for as many good climbing trees as possible, climb as high as you both can in all of them, compile photo evidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Go to a major chain bookstore, and leave notes to future readers in copies of your favorite books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have her dress up as a ghost and you dress uup us Pacman. Walk around downtown holding hands, and whenever anyone sees you two, pretend to be embarrassed, and run off screaming “wocka wocka wocka.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Create photo evidence suggesting that you went on an adventure that didn’t really happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Dress up as superherous and stop at least one petty crime “ie. jaywalking, littering….”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Build forts out of furniture and blankets, and wage war with paper airplanes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;7.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Try and visit as many people as you can in one night, and turn as many things inside their apartment upside down as you can, without them noticing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;8.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright', serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Go to the airport, get the cheapest, soonest departing flight to anywhere when you show up, and stay there for a weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 25.1pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 12.75pt; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;aww. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2450417824290897301?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2450417824290897301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2450417824290897301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2450417824290897301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8807580259844861656</id><published>2009-11-21T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:58:53.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SwiZDILTr2I/AAAAAAAAABs/ogbZLop7SZM/s1600/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SwiZDILTr2I/AAAAAAAAABs/ogbZLop7SZM/s200/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406739631671848802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello blog. Meet my new tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I had it done five days ago by Myke Sambajon at P&amp;amp;P Tattoos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;(Thank you, Tito Bobby! ♥)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Myke was really nice. I'll be heading back there again this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyhoo. My previous weeks of school was not productive (even a bit!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;And I bum when I'm home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;(Because I have been reacquainted with the TV. Helloooo NatGeo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Okay. I have to go and force myself to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;✄---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-8807580259844861656?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8807580259844861656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8807580259844861656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8807580259844861656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SwiZDILTr2I/AAAAAAAAABs/ogbZLop7SZM/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-737218223773415394</id><published>2009-10-29T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:04:04.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I haven't posted anything decent. I'm just too busy to do anything I want right now. It sucks and it's awfully very frustrating. I'm beginning to feel the weight of how tiring the last semester was, and this sembreak is soooo not enough for thesis work and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Monday this week, I went to hunt for cloth to use as my background for my humble "studio" (which is really half of our living room. Sorry dad. I have to.) Luckily, Ate Letty (our helper) knows where to buy what I need. Lucky us, we bought what I needed at Tandang Sora and at SM. I was too lazy and tired to go to Divisoria. I got Ria (Caringal) to come over for a practice shoot in the afternoon. Really tiring but fun. I love my lights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tuesday, I met up with Maiah and Mara (Hererra) at Trinoma for lunch. Mara's also my model for my thesis. I love her tattoos.( I LOVE HER. She's my role model hahahahaha! :"3) Then the U.B.E. session over vodka. Ooooh The Bar apple vodka. I am in love with yooooou. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wednesday, I went out with Nica, Jompy, Macci, Luwii, Pabs and Joms. Met up at Circle C with Luwii before going to Trinoma to meet up with the others.  Bombee and Jihan had to meet up with Amang Vitug, ayan tuloy di nakasama sa Mister Kabab. :( After dinner, we went to Joms' place. Macci needed to borrow Joms' Photoshop installer. Fail. Macci uses Mac and Joms uses Windows. XD ANG CUTE NI BRUCE! We went to my place after our short tambay. Ang cute din ng house ni Joms. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thursday, tambay day with Ja and Mark. Ria went too. Photoshoot! (And excessive PDA care of Mark and Ja.) Photoshoot = Prenup. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello sembreak. I have so much to do. And I'm tired. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-737218223773415394?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/737218223773415394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/737218223773415394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/737218223773415394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-7844083527558639432</id><published>2009-10-19T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:32:52.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aja'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A week more then the semester's done.  (and I pray to God that all my grades will be.. well.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello thesis. I'll deal with you this sembreak. I need to go back to Las Piñas and shoot Joseph Sinio at work. Then I have to go see sir Myke and his team at P &amp;amp; P Tattoos, Makati. And of course, I have to go to Miah's shop over at Katipunan. (Miah, please reply to my messages. ;_;) And Tatay Nero. I'll be over at his shop more often. (and hope to start apprenticeship soon.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who wants to go with me when I go visit shops? :3 pleeease? :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-7844083527558639432?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7844083527558639432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-more-then-semesters-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7844083527558639432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7844083527558639432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-more-then-semesters-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6978934014290993922</id><published>2009-10-08T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:24:31.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're no longer a virgin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello Blog. I got inked yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh skin. My beloved skin. You are no longer a virgin. And you look prettier than ever. Please don't be addicted to the sensation of being inked. We will get more soon, I promise. But not too soon. We don't want to lose precious ink space for new art. We'll get inked as soon as I graduate. We'll go back to Tatay Nero and get inked again. I PROMISE &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6978934014290993922?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6978934014290993922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-youre-no-longer-virgin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6978934014290993922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6978934014290993922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-youre-no-longer-virgin.html' title='When you&apos;re no longer a virgin.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-530208230940520509</id><published>2009-09-30T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T04:28:11.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, hello. Is anyone home?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry. I'm really lazy to update, as you can see. Lotsa happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ondoy. Oh. I'm praying and hoping for the best to come to everyone who encountered Ondoy's fierceness this week. It's just terrible. And to my friends, I'm really, really happy that you're safe. Haven't heard from Rex yet. I hope he's fine. And Nica Silva! I hope you're okay. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the lighter note, I'm just too happy with everything that has happened to me. Thank you, thank you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. And mother dear is staying at my Ninang Noemi's place. Australia. Vacation. I know she's having fun, and.. I WANT TO BE THERE TOOOOOOOOOOO!!! sob. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-530208230940520509?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/530208230940520509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/530208230940520509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/530208230940520509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2141412984712528559</id><published>2009-09-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:03:07.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1-nXAjY7ots/SfJRwBw-fNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9prORq9D8TY/s400/happiness+is+only+real+when+shared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1-nXAjY7ots/SfJRwBw-fNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9prORq9D8TY/s400/happiness+is+only+real+when+shared.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happiness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only real when shared. ♡&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2141412984712528559?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2141412984712528559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2141412984712528559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2141412984712528559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/happiness.html' title='Happiness.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1-nXAjY7ots/SfJRwBw-fNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9prORq9D8TY/s72-c/happiness+is+only+real+when+shared.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3160520984414044666</id><published>2009-09-19T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:53:16.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello Blog. I missed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I haven't posted anything for a long time. I'm sorry. I really don't know what to put here. And I'm certainly not in the mood to write anything. Except for one thing. And that one thing, I'm certain that I can't tell anyone about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I shall think about what I should post. But this is all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Hahaha! Kaloka. Basta. Masaya ako. Mas masaya kesa nung summer. At kahit na malabo pa to, masaya talaga kami. Ata. LOOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3160520984414044666?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3160520984414044666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3160520984414044666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3160520984414044666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6164879643178524598</id><published>2009-08-28T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:15:28.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adik'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I planned to get my tattoo done today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But my plans don't work out most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Turns out my design looks like a logo for a Chinese restaurant. Great. I'm revising it though. But I want it done ASAP. Before my birthday. Sigh. I only have half of the amount in my hands right now. P500 will be sponsored by a friend. so.. P1,500 to go. Let's do this, baby. I have a week to save up that amount. Of course, I'm open to donations. Any amount will do. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorry. Adik lang. Kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kating kati na ko. Gusto ko na magpa-tattoo. Grabe na to. Malapit ko nang sugatan sarili ko at buhusan ng tinta. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6164879643178524598?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6164879643178524598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-planned-to-get-my-tattoo-done-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6164879643178524598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6164879643178524598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-planned-to-get-my-tattoo-done-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1946728299794630656</id><published>2009-08-26T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:52:35.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>birthday's coming up! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love you forever if you gave me one of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://A345571E-6F51-4431-919A-78D251ACCBFD/dgn_guitar_hero_world_tour_peripherals.jpg" alt="dgn_guitar_hero_world_tour_peripherals.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guitar Hero World Tour set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://927E135F-4CDD-40A2-BDAD-96201B2B3050/14363.jpg" alt="14363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guitar Hero 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;External HDD, 500GB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bananalicious Pie from Conti's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://6C16ABE5-D106-4B7B-A5CC-1F40BBA2734F/Dutdutan-09-Revision-0618.jpg" alt="Dutdutan-09-Revision-0618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dutdutan Pass (before my birthday pleeease)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black eye liner pencil or stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://5CA9E9CD-AB65-4E8C-9343-87A212DB1B2D/overview_TopBlock1.jpg" alt="overview_TopBlock1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new iPod or Philips GoGear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR, donate any amount of money for my tattoo, please? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1946728299794630656?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1946728299794630656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthdays-coming-up-i-would-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1946728299794630656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1946728299794630656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthdays-coming-up-i-would-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4609050730941966940</id><published>2009-08-26T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:36:27.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello blog. I just came home from our retreat. It was fun! But I'm too lazy to write about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Basta. I feel so blessed right now that I have finally closed some shitty parts of my life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Friends, (ad1 and new friends and loves) thank you.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I'm going to weigh in today. Parang tumaba nanaman ako sa retreat na yun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;early lunch at Jollibee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;arrival at caleruega, orientation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;SIESTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;MIRIENDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;TULOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;BREAKFAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;MIRIENDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;LUNCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;SIESTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;MIRIENDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;konting session &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;TULOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;BREAKFAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;LUNCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;uwi &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;See. KAIN-TULOG-KAIN-TULOG. Buhay baboy. Pero ang sarap dun, grabe. I wanna go back. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I met a lot of new people during the retreat. Father Stephen had his version of the Monk's meal. Pero naging getting to know you session yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh. Everything I need to know in life, I learned in Kindergarten! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;FRIENDS, I MISS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Santorini? :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-4609050730941966940?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4609050730941966940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4609050730941966940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4609050730941966940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-9154797903446680284</id><published>2009-08-10T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:29:55.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epicness'/><title type='text'>ALL HAIL INK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Went out today for my thesis interviews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My mother went with me. But before my thesis errands, Mom and I went to Stella Maris to visit her teacher, Sister Anne. She's 70something, but she has something in her that makes me so fond of her. She's like an excited kid when she talks about stuff. And she's really kind. It was nice to meet her. *u* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, after that, we were off to Katipunan. Ate lunch first at Flaming wings. Too full to have their wicked oreos for dessert. We went to Sin City Tattoos after eating. Miah was alone in the shop. No Joey P and no Totoy around. There were UP kids there too. Guessing they're freshies or sophs. Well, anyway, I got to interview Miah. Joey called up and told Miah that he wasn't going to make it in today. His.. son(?) had an accident. Pricked his eye. :( (I hope it isn't anything serious..) Miah told me to email the questions to him and he'll have Joey and Totoy answer 'em for me. MIAH I LOVE YOU (but I do not love you. LOL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After our business in Katips, Mom and I went to Cubao. Parked at Araneta and went to Tatay Nero's shop. He was so amazing. A true artist. He tattoos because he loves art and he sees tattoos as an art form more precious than the paintings we can hang on our walls. He let me interview him, but he kinda gave me a test before he approved of my request that he'd be in my book. Well, I answered him correctly (and I didn't even get to finish my answer). I feel so.. special today. XD Like everything that's happening is really meant for me. XD PLUS *I think* Mom approved of the idea of me wanting to get a tattoo (and I think she wants one, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Wheeeee. &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-9154797903446680284?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9154797903446680284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-hail-ink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/9154797903446680284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/9154797903446680284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-hail-ink.html' title='ALL HAIL INK'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2157548954446376866</id><published>2009-08-09T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:08:17.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epicness'/><title type='text'>Jay Tablante WORSHIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Friday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went to Makati with Bing, Nica S. and Dino to meet up with Jay Tablante. It was also Mia's birthday ( cheers! ), so Bing and Nica S. went to her small gathering at Balay before we left. Dino and I stayed in the Library to waste time. Left at around 3:30pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We didn't know where the place was exactly. We only knew that it was along Pasong Tamo, beside a UCPB bank, and in front of PDIC. Soooo. When we reached Pasong Tamo, I saw a UCPB branch. We left the cab, then saw that it wasn't THE UCPB branch we were to look out for. So we walked for about... I don't know how many blocks that were. Prolly 4-6 blocks. I'm not sure. I forgot that it was near Don Bosco. We got there at 5pm, photo finish, before Jay Tablante. PLUS, I sprained my left ankle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dalawang beses kasing nahulog sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;taenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; lubak na yan. Ang landi kasi ng sapatos ko diba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sir Jay didn't arrive for the next hour. Guess he got stuck in traffic. When he arrived, he immediately set up and told us to come inside the studio. THE INTERVIEW WAS MORE THAN TERRIFIC. It wasn't formal. In fact, he was even drinking beer, for Pete's sake. And his words were magical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Naks. Biased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; What he said was very helpful. And I felt really, really inspired after the shoot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think I would like to train under his guidance after graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NAKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, after that, we headed to Glorietta to grab something to eat. Nainggit kami sa pizza nung shoot. We wanted to have pizza, but ended up eating at BK because it was getting late. Galit-galit lang habang kumakain. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then we went home. Round trip. Makati-Taft-Trinoma. Wheeeeee~ &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2157548954446376866?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2157548954446376866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/jay-tablante-worship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2157548954446376866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2157548954446376866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/jay-tablante-worship.html' title='Jay Tablante WORSHIP'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1848044640491524544</id><published>2009-08-06T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:32:24.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm zoooo egzitid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to meet up with Mr. Jay Tablante later this afternoon for an interview session for my thesis. Joy. :3 I have to go to school first till 2. And I'm still hoping for class suspension lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Will update prolly later tonight.. or tomorrow. Bahala na. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1848044640491524544?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1848044640491524544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-zoooo-egzitid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1848044640491524544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1848044640491524544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-zoooo-egzitid.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2353542705350940149</id><published>2009-08-01T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:27:01.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/cadaver" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 395px; height: 184px; padding-top: 121px; background: url(http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/cadaver.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;$4415.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Created by OnePlusYou - &lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com"&gt;Free Dating Sites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Okay. Kahit gano ako sakitin, MAHAL PARIN KATAWAN KO HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Labo. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Must post something better soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2353542705350940149?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2353542705350940149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/4415.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2353542705350940149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2353542705350940149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/4415.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-331750300998514642</id><published>2009-07-29T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:05:23.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart whispers again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;CHENES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I experienced heart murmurs again this afternoon when I went down from the car to enter the BDO across St. Paul University QC. I really hate that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway. Mom and I went to CCP this morning to view the exhibit by the 13 Young Artists for my Esthetics/Aesthetics class. I enjoyed it very much, really. (I wanted to take home a plastic black mouse from bVen's installation art. hee hee hee) Really. GO THERE. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, after that, mom and I went to SM Mall of Asia for lunch. We have been craving for an El Pollo Loco for the longest time. The only El Pollo Loco branches that I know of are in SMmoa and SM megamall. The one in SM North's gone. Gaaaah. Bring it baaaack. ;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Also got my kitten from Billie Jean. Met up with (or drove to) her at SM Sta. Mesa. Wheeeee~ &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Heart, please stops murmuring. Beat normally again. I know I'm just too stressed up and tired lately. But pleeeease. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-331750300998514642?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/331750300998514642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-whispers-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/331750300998514642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/331750300998514642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-whispers-again.html' title='My heart whispers again.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5776371422766754270</id><published>2009-07-27T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:49:44.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute emoticon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;You know what. I should be sleeping right now. I have a 7am class later (but my professor comes at around 8am), a few unfinished plates and some unprinted documents. Guess what I'm doing right now. I'm in the LivingSocial app on Facebook doing the pick your five. *closes Facebook tab on Safari*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I should start fixing myself up to the way I was before. Seriously. This cannot go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, by the way. Jihan was here this afternoon. We were supposed to work, but ended up talking instead of working. We still worked, but we really didn't finish anything. Oh well. I still have an unfinished TXD plate, a non-existent VMA plate, unprinted documents for thesis, and I lack sleep. Greaaat. The good side? Bibi made me my very own emoticon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;{,(O*o*O),}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ANG CUTE DIBAAAAAAA. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyway. I should be off to bed now. Time check, 1:47am. Must wake up at 4:30 (because it takes me about an hour to get ready, and half an hour to eat. AND I HAVEN'T FIXED MY THINGS JUST YET.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;/fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I need to fix my life. Wag na dapat tamarin. Kung kelan huling taon na (hopefully), dun pa tinatamad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5776371422766754270?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5776371422766754270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5776371422766754270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5776371422766754270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5714467541820140944</id><published>2009-07-22T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T10:02:15.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ausfallen.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i need help'/><title type='text'>AUSFALLEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm losing hope in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nothing right now is summing up the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Goodluck. I wish I get my confidence back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Goodnight too. I have to wake up early to text Ma'am Nady to inform her about me disturbing her class to get my survey questions and pass my revised chapter 1 and letter draft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;God. Help me. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5714467541820140944?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5714467541820140944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ausfallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5714467541820140944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5714467541820140944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/ausfallen.html' title='AUSFALLEN'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-4016413362967124444</id><published>2009-07-22T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T05:21:47.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD AND WONDERFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello, blog. How are you? I'm sorry I haven't written anything great about my life, because really, nothing great is happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've gotten busier and busier by the day. And my mood isn't helping. Come on. I need a little push here. Someone, please, inspire me. I've been so idle and lazy and I don't seem to let out the motivation I once had for school. Come on, it's my final year (hopefully) in school, and what, this is my laziest times ever. I just want to sleep. And rest. And go out. HAVE FUN. I haven't had much fun lately. I'm also sad most of the time. Come oooon. I HAVE TO STOP THIIIIS &gt;_&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm just way too distracted. And I'm too disoriented. For the past few days, (if anyone has even noticed) I've been to shaky and nervous and jumpy. What is so wrong with meeeee. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyway. I've been hooked up with fortune telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I. am. officially. weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful. That's it. Optimism come to meeeeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I must get back to my Thesis writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Weird and Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-4016413362967124444?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4016413362967124444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird-and-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4016413362967124444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/4016413362967124444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird-and-wonderful.html' title='WEIRD AND WONDERFUL'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5108506925918725882</id><published>2009-07-16T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:23:40.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Say it if you mean it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't say nothing at all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll make this heart break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say it if you mean it. If you don't, don't say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let my guard down for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5108506925918725882?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5108506925918725882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-it-if-you-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5108506925918725882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5108506925918725882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-it-if-you-mean-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6182357427685465730</id><published>2009-07-06T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:50:34.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please no. Utang na loob. Para kay Jihan'/><title type='text'>WHAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No. I do not want to go back with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And yes, I do remember how lame you were. That you never even took me out for a date. Kung date yung sinamahan kita sa UST, hindi parin. Bahala ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jihan. I promise. I won't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;God. Desperation kicking in. No. Please. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6182357427685465730?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6182357427685465730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6182357427685465730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6182357427685465730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html' title='WHAT.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5042369514393602332</id><published>2009-07-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:32:48.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First love never dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamad'/><title type='text'>TINATAMAD AKO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This can't be happening. Seriously. TINATAMAD NA AKO. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Hi. I'm reg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;If you've known me for the past 3 years, at least, you would definitely know that I'm not THAT lazy. I'm DEFINITELY not THIS lazy. But alas, I am lazy now. I have lots due this week. There's my TXD waiting for me to finish it (I have only finished one box out of six.) And there's the VMA plate I have to do with Khan (and I told him that we'd do it on Tuesday instead of tomorrow.) Ohai thar Thesis. I almost forgot about you. You've been staring and waiting since Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I can not believe that I doing this to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Sure, I can be lazy at times. But not this lazy that I'm even blogging about it and planning to go to bed after this update. Great. Maybe because I miss my friends. Billie Jean, Aizel, Colleen, they've always been around and we always help each other out. Well, I'm always around Billie Jean and we're the helping buddies. And Oomph buddies (with Paul.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;BOO. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Gusto ko nalang manghula ng manghula. I guess I'll take a peak at my reading before I go to bed. I feel so restless about someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Oh God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;FOUR YEARS. It's been four years already. I thought I forgot about you. You and your silly self. How you made me happy. How we were like together. How we were against the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Remember how I almost lost my best friend because she were jealous of you and because that b*tch fed her mind with silly stories that I was never going to talk to her because I had you. How we tried to gain her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Remember how you improved that school year when we were together. Where you realized you really did love math. How you loved to show off in front of our Physics teacher, Ms. Carbonera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;God. Why am I remembering everything all of the sudden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;And it feels different to remember them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I guess I still do have feelings for you now. Too bad it's all too late. I don't know if I should even try to regain our friendship. You WERE my first. Boyfriend. Guy best friend. The first one I cried my heart out for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I kinda hated it when you showed up in the cards. I didn't know it was you. Bing said "may isa pa na malapit sayo na lamang sa kaputian kesa dun sa isa." And when I got home and got online, you buzzed me in my YM and asked how I was. COINCIDENCE? I do not know. But you were there. We were talking. And what, you were insisting to know if I had a boyfriend right now. If I liked someone right now. Why I don't have a boyfriend right now. Why I broke up with my ex. I guess it's just like you to ask stuff like that. I don't know. Last time I saw you, it was the battle of the bands in our high school. You watched. You went there. Why? To see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;Goodness gracious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;I don't even understand why I'm trying to analyze everything now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;WHY I'M EVEN LETTING YOU AND MY MEMORIES OF YOU INVADE MY BLOG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5042369514393602332?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5042369514393602332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/tinatamad-ako.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5042369514393602332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5042369514393602332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/07/tinatamad-ako.html' title='TINATAMAD AKO.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-329342984690005717</id><published>2009-06-30T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:02:06.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello world. Hello blog. It's been a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I really shouldn't be blogging right now because I have tons of stuff to do. My compo painting, thesis survey questionnaire and interview questions, plus I have to study for PGC. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naman o. Paimportante pa tong PGC na to. &lt;/span&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyhoo~ Although I've been pretty much.. well, really busy lately, I'm enjoying at least half of what I'm doing. Except for PGC. lols~ I'm enjoying TXD because I enjoying making pretty patterns (HAHAHAHA). And yes. I do enjoy doing my thesis. :3 But I still need someone to teach me stuff about studio photography and lighting. And people with tattoos that have great stories behind them, please message me up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Sigh. School's been fun and all, but I'm sick again. :| Come on. It hasn't been a month since I was last sick, and I'm sick again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-329342984690005717?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/329342984690005717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/329342984690005717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/329342984690005717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-update.html' title='Today&apos;s update.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6129769254739706512</id><published>2009-06-22T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:49:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss my old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss being in the same class with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Bijo. The intellectual conversations. The accurate feelings for what's bound to happen. The random Oomph conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Col. I miss how silly she is. How forgetful she is. How I always remind her to do what she has to. And in turn, for her to remind me what I should do. :( I miss how she forgets that I'm not Chinese and I do not understand any Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Rani. The quietness around her. How shocking it was to know that she was lazy last sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Esdi. How loud her voice can get. How she would suddenly sing. How she would be like an annoying big sister who cares for you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Eunice. How she bullies me. How I bully her. How she'd bring tea everytime she had her period. How she always draws pretty drawings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Stephen and his techy knowledge and facts. I miss his unending theories of the universe and the possibilities that lie ahead. His knowledge about pokemon and everything else there is to exist in his vast imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Paul. His obsession with toys and games. His evil scheme to save up for his new toy. Or book. Or comic. Whatever there is that would amuse him. I miss how he'd play Oomph songs for Bijo and I. How random our conversations were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss Ben. His theories on life, God, and the afterlife. I miss his messy hair. I miss his artistic style. I miss how forgetful and confusing he could be.  Benben. My bully buddy. Ben's being around and about, as Bijo told me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. EMO POST. COME ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dota Clan. Chinese Society. Friends. I MISS YOU. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I miss you very badly. I WANT TO BE IN THE SAME CLASS WITH YOU GUYS AGAIN. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6129769254739706512?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6129769254739706512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-my-old-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6129769254739706512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6129769254739706512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-my-old-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-631422861823137332</id><published>2009-06-19T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:15:46.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO, THESIS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yuh. I remember. I promised to love my thesis. To take care of my thesis. To have that till-death-do-us-part vow to my thesis. THESIS. It's sinking in more and more and more each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I need help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;If you have tattoos, or if you know someone who has tattoos, especially tattoos that have a really interesting story behind it, please contact me. (ym: regsulit, email: regsulit@rocketmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;And if you're a photographer and you know how to deal with studio lights, PLEASE ADOPT ME FOR A FEW LESSONS. *cry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-631422861823137332?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/631422861823137332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-thesis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/631422861823137332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/631422861823137332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-thesis.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-2524552787610337077</id><published>2009-06-17T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:34:34.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THESIS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THIS IS IT. Thesis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today's my first AD5 meeting with my adviser, Ma'am Nady Nacario. Dundundunduuuuun. She asked us to have our topics written on a piece of paper for her approval. So there. I wrote Astrophotography, Lightning Photography and Animal Portraiture. She didn't pick anything. She said that Lightning photography was too broad and Astrophotography was not possible. She's right. How can I do a thesis on Astrophotography when it's raining and all. So I had to think of other topics I could do. She then mentioned about Advertising Photography and tying up with companies and do photography jobs for them. I wrote Advertising photography for Napoli Pizzeria and Creamline Ice Cream. But I still needed one more topic to suggest. I really didn't want to do food photography for my thesis. Then I remembered. The thesis I was planning to do since last semester. TATTOOS. A coffeetable book on tattoos and the stories behind them. I was actually scared to put in on my list of possible thesis titles, but I still did. I had to risk it. AND MY ADVISER PICKED IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Thesis is sinking in now. Must contact Miah and the Sin City Tattoo shop ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-2524552787610337077?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2524552787610337077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/thesis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2524552787610337077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/2524552787610337077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/thesis.html' title='THESIS.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3411954530916354084</id><published>2009-06-12T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:14:20.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombee'/><title type='text'>ADVENCHURRRR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yesterday was Angel and Bombee's birthday. I was invited to both their parties. Fun. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Angel's surprise party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Original Plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;11am. Meet at Trinoma. Have lunch and finish up Angel's surprise gift. A pop-up box with drawings of us inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2pm. Leave Trinoma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3pm. Arrive at Angel's place. Ja will go up and leave the box on the Ramos' doorstep and knock, run down and hide with all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What really happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was talking to Colleen the night before. She said she didn't have anything to give to Angel. We planned to meet at Trinoma at 10am so she could buy a gift for Angel. We were going to meet up earlier too because we were planning to get pierced. I woke up at 8am to finish up my contribution to the surprise and got ready. I texted Colleen at 9:45 to ask where she is. She was still home. I told her that we'd meet up at 10:30 instead. I told her to text me when she's along West Ave. so I could start commuting. Ten minutes before 10:30, I asked where she is. She didn't know, but she said she thinks she's near. I texted Ja too to check where she was. She said she'll be arriving Trinoma in a few minutes, so I went ahead. (I'm sorry friends. I don't like waiting for people. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I arrived at Trinoma (and the taxi driver was.. weird, anyway.) Met up with Ja at the foodcourt (Ja, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;siga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; as alaways.) We waited for the others. We ate lunch and waited some more. We started to work on the surprise, then this creepy guy who was walking by our table saw what we were doing, passed us, and came back to look. LOL. Great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ja began to feel tense. She really didn't like going behind schedule. We eventually finished the surprise, and left Trinoma before 3 (an hour behind plan. XD) We headed to Gateway to pick-up our callgay Hanna. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bakla mo, Hanna. May pa-contacts-contacts ka pang nalalaman. At drama na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;scolio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Arrived at Angel's place. I lost track of time then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ja and Edric went up to leave the surprise on Angel's doorstep. They knocked and ran down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grabe, Angel. Ang tagal mo bago buksan yung pintuan at marealize na andito na kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Had fun. Loved the baked patatas. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was around 8:30 that Ja dropped us at the Ayala station. The line to buy passes was so long. We decided to just ride a bus. Mark, Aizel, Edric, Hanna, Stephen, Rusty and I went together. Colleen and Jay went to ride another bus. They were headed to Espana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yay. Second bus ride to somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hanna went off at Megamall, Rusty at Cubao, and Stephen at Quezon Avenue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bombee didn't know Mark and Edric were with me. When we arrived as SM North, Edric accompanied Aizel to the FX line. Mark and I waited in line for a cab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ang aarte ng mga drivers. Namimili. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We eventually rode a cab to Bombee's village. Mark said I should go ahead of them and tell Bombee that there are guys on the corner that look scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Sabihin mo sinusutsutan ka. Siguradong susugod yun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I told that to Bombee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Di naman siya sumugod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;XD I told Jihan that Mark and Edric were waiting. She dragged Bombee. Bombee said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Alam ko na ata yung surprise mo. Malaking bolang maitim ba yan na may maingay na bibig? At baklang intsik?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; LOL. That was around 10:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hanged out at Bombee's place till 12:15 then my parents picked me up. Jihan went with us and we dropped her home. Jihan's scared of my dad. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There. Happy Birthday, guys. I hope you liked my gifts to youuuu~. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Sorry. No pictures. Was lazy to bring my camera with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3411954530916354084?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3411954530916354084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/advenchurrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3411954530916354084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3411954530916354084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/advenchurrrr.html' title='ADVENCHURRRR.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1608957432424726771</id><published>2009-06-07T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:57:29.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh. Laugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can laugh about it now. You've done a great deal of damage on me. But what you're doing isn't working the way it did, because I have my friends to help me realize that my life and happiness does not equate from what people do or say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You don't even know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1608957432424726771?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1608957432424726771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/laugh-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1608957432424726771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1608957432424726771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/laugh-laugh.html' title='Laugh. Laugh.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8691065805979349705</id><published>2009-06-04T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:03:43.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mark. Ja. Angel. Esdi. Edric. Bombee. Jihan. Nica. Sir Vitug. Emman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thank you for being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thank you for waking me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I won't go there anymore. Thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-8691065805979349705?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8691065805979349705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8691065805979349705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8691065805979349705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/friends.html' title='FRIENDS'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6914339379705353824</id><published>2009-06-04T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:30:49.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nica. Aizel. Ja. Jihan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;We have a deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6914339379705353824?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6914339379705353824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6914339379705353824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6914339379705353824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/deal.html' title='DEAL.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3371473180341842700</id><published>2009-05-29T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:50:25.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Happiness, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;:\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Good thing I have my friends around to save me and bring me back to sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thank you Nica, Jihan. Colleen. Esdi. Ja. Angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Thanks for that meal at Conti's. Pasta was yummy. Bananalicious cake was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;The laughs are always great to have. Keeps me from breaking apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;How you talk and joke about me. Thank you too. Keeps me sane and it makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Thank you, friends. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3371473180341842700?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3371473180341842700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness-huh-good-thing-i-have-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3371473180341842700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3371473180341842700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness-huh-good-thing-i-have-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-7908542954035367021</id><published>2009-05-26T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:00:58.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day I'll fly away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This will be a very random post. It's sooo hot today and I'm really, really bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My laptop's getting hot too. It's burning my thighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's really lonely without Nica and the others around. They're still in Adtu's outing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Buti pa sila, masaya dun. Ako, alone dito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Boohoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hahaha emo amputek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyhoo. Found out that Youniverse is now directly linked in Facebook. I got another account from my facebook and I took the tests again. And the results aren't anything like what I had a few months back (when I was still together with Jason lulz.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. I'm really bored. Help me please. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Yay widgets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="width: 335px; height: 277px; line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/mind_landscape.swf" flashvars="clickstream=459f63ff16d26b5e600a9370e52c0739" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="242" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/mind/feedback/459f63ff16d26b5e600a9370e52c0739" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none !important; padding: 0; margin: 0;" border="0" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/readMyProfileLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Mind Test" width="147" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/mind/" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="border: none !important; padding: 0; margin: 0;" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/youniverseLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Mind Test" width="183" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 335px; height: 277px; line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/mind_landscape.swf" flashvars="clickstream=459f63ff16d26b5e600a9370e52c0739" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="242" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/mind/feedback/459f63ff16d26b5e600a9370e52c0739" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none !important; padding: 0; margin: 0;" border="0" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/readMyProfileLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Mind Test" width="147" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/mind/" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="border: none !important; padding: 0; margin: 0;" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/youniverseLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Mind Test" width="183" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-7908542954035367021?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7908542954035367021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-ill-fly-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7908542954035367021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7908542954035367021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-ill-fly-away.html' title='One day I&apos;ll fly away.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6835332302583515494</id><published>2009-05-23T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:04:20.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undo please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Went to Malolos, Bulacan yesterday. Dad's office had a summer outing at Paradise resort. They rented a pool for themselves. My sisters and I got to lap and now my legs hurt. I'm awfully out of shape and it's been years since I last swam and lapped. Fail. I don't know how to swim anymore. Undo please. I wish I continued swimming. But that's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Nica and I were still talking about my previous blog post. She once had a cheesy notebook that contained questions and.. stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Nica. Tipo kong lalaki? Wala na, na-figure out na natin. Wag na tayo umasa. Tas nag joke ka pa na may secret spell yan na pag nalaman mo na kung ano yung tipo mo di na ma-u-undo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6835332302583515494?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6835332302583515494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/undo-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6835332302583515494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6835332302583515494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/undo-please.html' title='Undo please.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8707938031363651603</id><published>2009-05-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:58:20.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nica. Ang galing mo. LOLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nica: haaaaay.. kay rj ka nalang. malapit ma sa inyo nakatira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Me: HAHAHAHA tae di ko siya trip. tsaka may gelpren na yun. tae naman o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nica: ayaw mo yun lagi kayong naggguitar hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Me: TAE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nica: ay meron nga pala i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nica: tae! ano bang type mo sa isang guy reg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Me: ... di consistent e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nica: physically at ung non physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Me: tae nica. Sa dalawang ex ko at sa ngayon, walang consistent quality e. Parang nagcchange preferences ko over time. alsdjflaj malabo talaga ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Tae. Oo nga. Ano ba talaga tipo kong lalake? Nica naman binigyan mo pa ko ng pag-iisipan ngayon. Bat nga ba ganun. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-8707938031363651603?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8707938031363651603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/nica-ang-galing-mo-lols.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8707938031363651603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8707938031363651603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/nica-ang-galing-mo-lols.html' title='Nica. Ang galing mo. LOLS'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-1493928012909340055</id><published>2009-05-21T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:40:34.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><title type='text'>Thesis~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Screening and reservation of thesis advisers. Very tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Bombee and Jihan went over early today. Hitched to UST. Arrived there at 7:30, I think. Screening time would start at 9am. And there's a long line already building up outside the college building when we got there. Met up with Aizel, Edric, Billie Jean, Colleen, and Rani. Ja and Rusty were already there when I arrived. Paul and Jerik arrived there at 6:30. The line started to build up at 5am. They said so. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Don't ask the details. Very tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Got in a photo thesis class under Prof. Nady Nacario. Thank God. She was one of my choices (the other one Sir Ken Torres.) Sir Son screened me. He's scaring me a bit. He didn't say anything about my portfolio. He just asked what my topic would be, and bid me good luck after the "interview" process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I'm officially a senior now. An academic year more and I'm officially unemployed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Aaaanyway. Bombee, Jihan, Nica and Macci went over. Ate sushi and sashimi and maki for lunch. Played Guitar Hero (again and again) and Macci's first time was great. XD Jihan and Macci practiced Through The Fires And Flames on medium with me. Greaaaat. RJ went over too. fun fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Novena to St. Therese of the Child Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Lord God, you still love me. :) Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-1493928012909340055?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1493928012909340055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/thesis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1493928012909340055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/1493928012909340055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/thesis.html' title='Thesis~'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6636605200212613474</id><published>2009-05-16T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:46:52.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfasdfa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Date today: May 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;17, 18, 19, 20... 21!!!! 5 days to go until reservation for thesis advisers. And guess what. I HAVEN'T FINISHED MY PORTFOLIO YET HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Plus, I heard that we have to submit proposals by friday. ;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Last week was very busy. So busy that I'm already forgetting what I did that week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Oh, oh. Wednesday, Bombee and Jacqs dropped by. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inom.&lt;/span&gt; Yes. I'm starting to drink. And I don't think I'm allergic. Not anymore. hohoho. But I only drank a little. I have to get really, really better. I'm still coughing and my morning allergies are still here. Boo global warming. Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Thursday. Oh. THE Thursday. Terrance and Paul told us that they'd treat us. So we met up at McDonald's Tomas Morato. The Mcdo with the HUUUUUUUUUGE French Fries design thingy. Bombee and Jihan picked me up. Yay. Along the way, we planned to watch Star Trek at Trinoma after the treat at Mcdo. We decided to take Pabs, Terrance and Paul along. But yeah. Paul and Terrance wanted us to go to the "seminar". We already told them that we weren't interested. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nagtampo ata sila. EWAN. BASTA.&lt;/span&gt; Ended up hanging out at Bombee's place till 7pm. Bombee dropped me off at home. Thanks, Bom. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Friday. Ja and Edric came over. We planned a photoshoot, but we ended up playing lots of Guitar Hero, Tekken and Naruto (while Edric was busy watching Boys over Flowers. GAY.) It was Ja's first time here. Fun fun fun. She left her watch. XD Why do people forget their stuff on the first time they come here? It's either that or it rains really hard. XD LULZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Saturday. Hmm. Went to hear mass. Ate dinner at Zenshou. ZOMG EAT-ALL-YOU-CAN JAPANESE. And it's waaaaaaaaay better than Saisaki. \o/ Then ate yogurt after that. Oh, I had a creative rush an hour before leaving for Mass. I had to sketch and start everything before I forget. WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAPPEN THIS WAY? D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Btw. I just realized something. How my memory works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I can vividly remember memories that happened at least 5 years back, but I easily forget stuff that just happened. Fail. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6636605200212613474?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6636605200212613474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/asdfasdfa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6636605200212613474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6636605200212613474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/asdfasdfa.html' title='asdfasdfa'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-276892071114462858</id><published>2009-05-12T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:43:00.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOORAY'/><title type='text'>*dance*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I'm back home from my final check up. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Here's the deal. I'm fine for now, but I'm still a potential carrier of TB. If I get sick soon -- sick, as in fever, chills, loss of appetite, weight loss, and coughing -- I have to go back and have everything checked and have an xray taken. If I don't get sick, I have to go back after 3 months (August 8, 2009) and have my xray taken again to compare it with my xray now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyway, I'm okay. I can still go to school. AND THESIS. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-276892071114462858?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/276892071114462858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/276892071114462858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/276892071114462858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/dance.html' title='*dance*'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-5763341857228731429</id><published>2009-05-10T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:44:46.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day || EVERYBODY IS SICK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day, Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Went to hear mass at the PMIC. The one beside Bombee's house. XD The mass was incredibly quick. The homily was done in 5 minutes. LOLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyway. I think Dad's sick too. He has an upset stomach and he feels weak. Mom's feeling weak too. GRAWR. What is happeniiiing. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;My PPD test is turning purple. I guess it's because my skin's bruised from the needle. :\ No redness or anything, which I think is good.. I hope. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;God. Please do not let me have TB or Tumors or whatever. CURE US PLEASE. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I want to do my thesis. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I never thought I'd want to do my thesis this much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-5763341857228731429?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5763341857228731429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-everybody-is-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5763341857228731429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/5763341857228731429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-everybody-is-sick.html' title='Mother&apos;s day || EVERYBODY IS SICK.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-7533447832905084552</id><published>2009-05-09T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:04:47.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='really sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went back to get my 2nd xray results today. And there are still suspicious spots on my chest area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;The doctor requested a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PPD_test"&gt;Mantoux screening test/ PPD (Purified Protein Derivative) test&lt;/a&gt;. It's a diagnostic test for tuberculosis. Click the link if you want to read more about it. Anyway, the results will show up in three days. I have to go back to the clinic on Tuesday to have it analyzed. But this test is done only to be sure. The doctor said that the spots on my lungs could be scars from past infections and diseases. I am asthmatic and I'm very prone to pulmonary/respiratory infections. I'm just hoping now that they're just scars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;If I turn out to be TB positive, I can't go outside the house for a month or two. But resevation for Thesis advisers are coming up. Enrollment is coming up. THESIS YEAR IS COMING UP. How can I stay inside, confined and all in a month if everything important is going to happen in a month? I CAN NOT AFFORD TO HAVE TUBERCULOSIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;asdfkjalsdjfalsdjflaksjdflakjdfa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-7533447832905084552?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7533447832905084552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-back-to-get-my-2nd-xray-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7533447832905084552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7533447832905084552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-back-to-get-my-2nd-xray-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-7317655851424795731</id><published>2009-05-08T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:36:19.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more sick'/><title type='text'>Aguy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aguy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Went back to the doctor today for her to examine my xray results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;And there's a possibility that I may have Tuberculosis. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;It started as lumps on my neck that I soon discovered as Kulani. My lymph nodes are swollen up due to infection. Infection that we do not know what. I'm not having any colds or cough. So why they're swollen up, I do not know. The doctor was also suspecting Lymphatic Tuberculosis. And she said that if it doesn't disappear in a week, I'll have a biopsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;So I went back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;My lymph nodes are a bit smaller compared to how they were two days ago. But the x-ray showed that I may have TB. ;_; nooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;So the doctor requested another x-ray to be taken. D: Gah. Two x-rays in a week. She wanted to rule out Tuberculosis. I DO NOT WISH TO HAVE TB. But I saw the spots on my x-ray. I'll go back tomorrow to see the results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Okay. TB is curable now. But it will take 6 months. At least six months. It's May now and thesis year is coming. I can still go to school but it depends on my condition. But still. It's going to eat up a lot of my dad's earnings. AND I'll be doing my thesis too. I do not wish to become a burden to this family. Come on. Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-7317655851424795731?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7317655851424795731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/aguy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7317655851424795731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/7317655851424795731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/aguy.html' title='Aguy.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3373220414630244335</id><published>2009-05-06T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T02:12:54.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Call the doctor, very quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to a doctor today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I recently discovered a new lump on my neck. It's on the right side, about an inch below my ear. I discovered the first one a few months ago, about February or March. My lymph nodes are swollen, and the doctor prescribed me with antibiotics that I would be taking for a week. Twice a day. Aside from that, I had my chest-neck xray taken too. The doctor wasn't sure if it's plain &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kulani&lt;/span&gt; or if I have lymphatic TB. She said that if we won't find any improvement in a week, they'll have a biopsy operation on my neck to find out what this is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;So yeah, I'm sick again. I just hope I get well soon. I really don't want this to be cancerous or anything really serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3373220414630244335?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3373220414630244335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/call-doctor-very-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3373220414630244335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3373220414630244335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/call-doctor-very-quick.html' title='Call the doctor, very quick'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3980561156177117171</id><published>2009-05-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:21:48.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JINX'/><title type='text'>PLURK IS JINXED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;May 4. Go to Trinoma at 12nn and meet up with Paul and Terens. Powerbooks Trinoma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;May 5. Lunch date with Brian Lee and Rosette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;May 6. Photoshoot with Ja and Edric. Paul also plans to come over and shoot too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;May 7. Lunch at Katips with Jihan and Bombee. I hope Nica comes too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;All the plans you see are posted on my Plurk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Today is the 5th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Yesterday, I met up with Paul and Terens at Trinoma. Went there at 12. Wandered in Powerbooks for a few minutes. Texted Paul because he wasn't there. HE WAS IN TOYS R US LOOKING AT TOYS. Terens texted. He just woke up. He arrived at 2. Paul got to pay for his downpayment on his &lt;a href="http://bulk2.destructoid.com/ul/129803-hot-toys-announces-resident-evil-5-figures-drool-now/3%20Biohazard%205_Chris%20Redfield-noscale.jpg"&gt;Chris Redfield&lt;/a&gt; at TheaterWorx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;And today, all my plans are gone. The lunch we planned got moved to a dinner date instead. Rosette still had stuff to do today and she would be coming from the Chinese General Hospital. So we were supposed to meet at 8pm instead at SM The Block. Then dad said that we were going to go to his office later this afternoon. I had to cancel off the dinner date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Tomorrow's photoshoot is cancelled too. Ja has to run errands for her Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;For Thursday's plans, well, I hope they're still on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;See. PLURK IS JINXED. DO NOT POST ANY OF YOUR PLANS AGAIN ON PLURK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Or maybe I'm jinxed. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3980561156177117171?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3980561156177117171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/plurk-is-jinxed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3980561156177117171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3980561156177117171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/plurk-is-jinxed.html' title='PLURK IS JINXED'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-8651673547643147168</id><published>2009-05-01T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:28:13.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm. Too Much Sugar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today. I FINALLY WENT OUT TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went to Taytay, Rizal this afternoon. Dad decided to have a surprise visit to the house and the caretakers. Thankfully, the weather was fair enough for me to take photos. I'll upload them after this weekend. I'll post photos of King (our dalmatian.) :3 I texted Hanna if she were home in Taytay, but no reply. Too bad. Wanted her to come over and make her my model. hohoho Evil plans. But she did not respond. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We went back home to pick up my sisters. We headed off to Trinoma. Dinner at BurgerKing. (I LOVE BurgerKing) and watched XMen Origins. Hooray Wolverine. But I think I took in too much sugar that evening. The sugar made me think of stuff during the movie. Like associating some of the scenes and moves to.. anime and movies. Or maybe because my sister was hyper too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's this scene in the forest with Sabertooth's claw marks on the tree. I was like, "TWILIGHT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's this scene in the alley, and I was like, "HARRY POTTER."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's this battle scene, and I was like, "KAGEBUNSHIN. NARUTO."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. I shall stop now. Sugar still not out of my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. I seriously need to be sleeping nao. It's *checks the clock* 1AM. Have to wake up at 5. Dad planned a trip to Montalban, Rizal with Tito Thad, my sister's ninong who think I'm his godchild. coolnees. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway. We're off to Montalban to hang out and swim. SWIM. FINALLY SOME VACATION. "VA-CA-TION." Right. I should sleep. I haven't fixed my things yet. GREAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. Will go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OH OH OH. The big spiders are breeding again. I found one at the dining room when we got home. The big brown spiders that are really fast and when you approach them they will run at you and run after you. GREAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-8651673547643147168?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8651673547643147168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm-too-much-sugar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8651673547643147168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/8651673547643147168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm-too-much-sugar.html' title='Hmm. Too Much Sugar.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-3912893254941169096</id><published>2009-04-29T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:05:39.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil laugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love the rain because it isn't so hot when it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I love the rain because it's nice to sleep when it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I love the rain because the plants are alive (whut?) when it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;But I don't like the rain now. It's been raining for the past I-don't-know-how-many weeks already. Come on heavens, please clear up during the night. Tomorrow at least, if we're going to Rizal for a swim. ;_; Let me start shooting my thesis nao, please. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;So, it's been raining. And I'm stuck inside the house. I don't have any money. And I forgot that today is the 30th, and Ja and I were supposed to meet up at Trinoma. A movie date for the brokenhearted (NGEK!) and maybe a cup of coffee or two. Or ice cream. Whichever. Buuuut, it's raining, I don't have money, and I don't think our plan's going to push through. Better luck next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;So, yes, I am stuck at home. I better make the best out of it. I'm going to log off after this blog entry. Will go make Egg Sandwich for Mom, and bake a cake or cookies or brownies after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;My sister's boyfriend's coming over AGAIN. Not that I'm complaining, I hardly notice him when he's here. That's it, he doesn't converse much nor move around. He sits in one place, most of the time in front of the computer with my sister. All they do is play Pet Society on Facebook. No conversations (at least audible ones that I can comprehend). The helpers are teasing her behind her back. Turns out that she was teasing me and saying bad things about my ex. The helpers said Karma bit her now. (insert evil laugh here) Beaver. That what they called him during high school. And now the helpers are calling him Monggo. Short for Mongoloid. Mean. (insert evil laugh here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;(insert evil laugh here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;(insert evil laugh here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;(insert evil laugh here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; "&gt; can be cruel sometimes. A big bully. That's what she is. &gt;:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Okay. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt;'s off to cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-3912893254941169096?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3912893254941169096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3912893254941169096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/3912893254941169096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-rain.html' title='Rain, Rain.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6056904578988084629</id><published>2009-04-21T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:09:51.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's finally raining. &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Monday~ Bombee, Jihan, Pabs and Terens came over. Ate maki and sushi and shanghai rolls and choco cappuccino mousse for lunch. Played Guitar Hero, a bit of Tekken and Naruto and Bust a Groove, and more Guitar Hero. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naks. Fast learner raw si bombee. Nag-eexpert na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; "&gt;RJ also dropped by to meet with Bombee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Ate Pizza and Charlie Chan Pasta for mirienda. yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why am I always hanging out with boys? I need to hang out with girls. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Nica didn't make it. She was doing something for her dad (I think.) And I was looking forward in hanging out with her. D: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabi niya sa Thursday nalang bago siya umuwi galing sa sleepover/inuman nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bombee! Inom samin a. :D Dito lang naman ako pinapayagan uminom. hahaha. Dun tayo sa garden sa tapat. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I've too anti-social here at home. I miss friends already. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Aizel and Edric were supposed to hang out with me today. But hell broke loose again.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bumaha dito sa bahay sa lakas ng ulan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;P.S. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di ako umiinom. Paunti unti lang ha. Pero nacucurious ako kung totoo bang dugo ng tatay ko ang dumadaloy sa mga ugat ko. Eww. Ayoko. Isa pa, baka mamatay nalang ako bigla hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px; "&gt;NICA. Do visit me. CHB. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Angel (Monzon)'s going to come over on Friday. We will be attempting to save her files from her mac. :\ Back up everything on my mac. I do hope we get it right. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Saturday is Shizen day. I WILL STALK ON HARD GAY PHP HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! HARD GAY WAFU HOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6056904578988084629?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6056904578988084629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-rain-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6056904578988084629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6056904578988084629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain rain rain.'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8854580668881145151.post-6823817682409747087</id><published>2009-04-18T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:18:05.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><title type='text'>Hello Blogspot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Hello Blogspot. I'm here now because of Nica. Hooray.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I know, I know. I just created a newer blog in LiveJournal a few months ago. Its memories were too much of angst and anger and pain and sadness. It was supposed to be a happy blog, turned out a rant blog. hmu~. So here I am. Blogspot. Hi. Hello. Writing my first blog entry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I know, it sucks. Forgive me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;So anyway. Over the past few days/weeks, I've been chatting with Nica and Jihan and a lot of adtu people. Mostly on Plurk tho. But Nica and I have been talking so much in Y!M. And it's fun. And happy. :D And joy. And joyness. XD lah. Nica's officially my CyberHyperBuddy and EurekaFriend. :D Fun fun fun. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Oh, which reminds me. They'll come over on Monday. :D Yay. Sushi and Sashimi and Lumpiang Shanghai and lots of ice cold Coca Cola. I hope it wouldn't be as hot as hell. :| I hope it rains. Rain real hard. Bring in the wind. Please? Because everytime people come over, it does rain. I wish it would on Monday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Okay. Sabaw na. :\ My internet's dying on me again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Hello again, sleepless night. Can you please give me back my sleep? :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8854580668881145151-6823817682409747087?l=iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6823817682409747087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-blogspot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6823817682409747087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8854580668881145151/posts/default/6823817682409747087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwannabitechoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-blogspot.html' title='Hello Blogspot!'/><author><name>Mädchen Mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00042840698407690548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqXMYG_cCoE/SiqhzUUfrXI/AAAAAAAAABM/UH_Sv9nu73s/S220/n840840623_5362528_9326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
