<?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-4233123872541344381</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:41:59.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm yer SuperGirl.</title><subtitle type='html'>Abby is my name.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3014607393609669159</id><published>2011-02-12T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T05:57:04.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBdiA8yI2A4/TVaQlUBUKxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yp_bKV4PZZw/s1600/cellosdiscount.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBdiA8yI2A4/TVaQlUBUKxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yp_bKV4PZZw/s320/cellosdiscount.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572800559621352210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cello’s Doughnuts and Dips story starts somewhere in-between the many isles of a local &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD9"&gt;grocery store&lt;/span&gt;. Born out of Cello’s love of baking and Jules’ love of eating, the enterprising couple started Cello’s Doughnuts and Dips with its first branch at Katipunan and the first few (and still most famous) flavors of doughnuts: &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD5"&gt;Oreo&lt;/span&gt;,  Chocolate and Cheese.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, many years, 2 &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD10"&gt;branches&lt;/span&gt; and over 20 flavors and variants later, Cello and Jules still do what they love: making delicious doughnuts for everyone (including themselves) to enjoy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3014607393609669159?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3014607393609669159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cellos-doughnuts-and-dips-story-starts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3014607393609669159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3014607393609669159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cellos-doughnuts-and-dips-story-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBdiA8yI2A4/TVaQlUBUKxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yp_bKV4PZZw/s72-c/cellosdiscount.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-9098098202624939550</id><published>2010-09-24T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T19:31:36.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underneath the moon,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Underneath the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;, here's a little heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; for you&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I was supposed to watch Pagalingan at SM Bacoor with a few friends. I texted them already, but none of them would reply so I'll just sulk up in here in front of my laptop and watch Kick-Ass again and Barbie: Mermaidia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a while ago, I was on Looklet trying on clothes for my model. I was surprised to see that my Uncle was in my room asking for his clothes or something.. so he was actually shocked, I saw his face. Lolarius. He was probably just thinking I'm watching some porn flick or what. Ha, but I'm not. So yes, he stayed a little bit longer asking me how to do that, blahblah, "Try that skirt!", "Can you paste it on post it on FaceBook?" blahblah. I find him funny tho annoying because I am viewing A's photo albums on the other tab. I couldn't switch tabs with my Uncle watching, so I just entertained him and blaaah, after minutes he went back to his business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna share you a video of a purdy YouTube member. Her name's Christina Grimmie. And omg, her voice is to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5i_q1PTqB4w"&gt;DJ Got Us Fallin' In Love Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's a cover for Usher's song with a fellow YouTube member too someone named Goot. Can you believe she play the piano by ear? She doesn't even use music sheets! Now the guy in the video named Goot is so adorbs. His voice is amazing! And he can play drums, bass, and keyboards! OMG~ You have to watch this. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Chicks dig singers"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As said by Puckerman, this is a fact. I like singers better than dancers. :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ow7NeDoa884"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ow7NeDoa884"&gt;Catch Me cover - MeganAndLiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So at first, it wasn't that spectacular. But wait when you hear them sing together! Their voice mix beautifully, ranging the other with a lower one. Such a lullaby! :3 Megan and Liz are actually twins! Omg~ They're both pretty. :"3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bye now, maybe edit this later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-9098098202624939550?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/9098098202624939550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/09/underneath-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/9098098202624939550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/9098098202624939550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/09/underneath-moon.html' title='Underneath the moon,'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5722120605647653960</id><published>2010-08-13T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T21:55:53.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who made you the King of Anything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;np:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;King of Anything&lt;/span&gt; - Sara Bareilles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, instead of studying and doing the reaction paper required in CLVE.. I'm here deleting old posts on my Tumblr page. I actually tried deleting it one by one, and after 15 minutes I ended up deleting only 10 posts. And my dumb self never knew that Mega-editor was more accurate in tracking posts. I deleted at least a hundred in just a span of 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FaceBook is acting all bitchy. So does, Twitter.  And I've got nothing to do. And who said I won't update you anymore? I'm just hella busy. But you know I can't just abandon you like that, right? You were like my online diary. And I'm glad my Mom doesn't know anything about blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1st Quarterly Exams will start on Tuesday and I feel bad for my brain.. it can't absorb anything I read. Even A Diary of A Wimpy Kid.. I tend to read it again because right now I badly understand anything about Gregory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and actually I've got haters from other batch. So does my bestfriends. And I'm like, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This is what I get for trying to be the best just to make everyone happy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You guys are bullshit. And you bet, the haters were strangers for me. It's not like you can judge anyone so fast just because you see them laughing their heart out with friends? You know what.. if I'd do the things you're doing behind my back, I bet you'll feel suicidal. I'm not hurting or anything. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or maybe I really am&lt;/span&gt;.. but if you really don't like me just please ignore me and stfu because there's no need to shout out all the imperfections and bad characteristics I have. I want my middle school as perfect as possible so yeah, just ignore me the way I do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I have a big issue right now with a friend. I'm sorry for being such a complicated person. Keep up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHOOT. I have to go to the dentist today! Because I know my classmates are aware that I have wide spaces from tooth to tooth. It's because my dentist is adjusting my jaws. Dentist appointments like this are hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I have to dress up now. And rejoice for I'll have another sundae from McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new template, btw. And.. it shows only the recent posts. But, there are archives with my links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&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/4233123872541344381-5722120605647653960?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5722120605647653960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-made-you-king-of-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5722120605647653960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5722120605647653960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-made-you-king-of-anything.html' title='Who made you the King of Anything?'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-347295897906509150</id><published>2010-06-06T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T04:37:35.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep my heart beat b'beat beat beating.</title><content type='html'>Hello Blogger.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; :"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm back. Well, at least for now. Because.. I think I'll be quite busy with school which is by the way starts on June 10. How sweet, right? I miss school, and lessons of course. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sarcasm is evident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right nao, I'm very very very very very very.... hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this peanut butter &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/TAyY6_OCyOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XNkbm3CvkXk/s1600/3589343360_919995b2a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/TAyY6_OCyOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XNkbm3CvkXk/s320/3589343360_919995b2a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479922985773222114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have my peanut butter jelly sandwich. But yeah, we ran out of peanut butter and jam. So, I'll eat junkies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nalang&lt;/span&gt;. Though I promised to live a healthy life. But I just can't. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now Playing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Heartbeat&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Stereo Skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiz, do you know how addictive Stereo Skyline is? No? Okay. Then listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought The Time Traveler's Wife together with some school supplies. I tried to find a planner but can't see any since there are lotsa lotsa people in Town's NBS that time. And, unfortunately.. I didn't find Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging. What a lil bitch NBS is that time. Ugh. So um, we bought a new whiteboard.. but I don't really know why Mom bought one because Heaven knows we got lots of those. 4 maybe. But yeah, I like it. Just the same as my old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Glee's ending. :( On June 9. Am I right? Or not? Heartbreaking. /wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, see this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/TAyazfG1z3I/AAAAAAAAAII/1yCTJAKPwTI/s1600/tumblr_l3mfr0mJtR1qb4dpe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/TAyazfG1z3I/AAAAAAAAAII/1yCTJAKPwTI/s320/tumblr_l3mfr0mJtR1qb4dpe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479925055917248370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see how cute Puck and Artie is. :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you and Tumblr when school starts. :( And Twitter, too. I can't be with you that long maybe an hour or 2 then books.. and books.. and books. I mean, I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt; love books, but text books? Hell no. And I just wish my classmates would be nice to me. Grace and TK's with me, so no worries. But I'll sure miss Reinna and Pauline. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*teary eyed right nao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye! Time to eat junkies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo. Is it just me or my FaceBook is fvcked up because I have lots of tagged photos. 900+ tagged photos? Oh.. blame my cousin for tagging me even if I told her not to tag me especially if I look fugly in those photos. And well, those people tagging me photos of which I don't care of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-347295897906509150?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/347295897906509150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/06/keep-my-heart-beat-bbeat-beat-beating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/347295897906509150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/347295897906509150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/06/keep-my-heart-beat-bbeat-beat-beating.html' title='Keep my heart beat b&apos;beat beat beating.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/TAyY6_OCyOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XNkbm3CvkXk/s72-c/3589343360_919995b2a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4431669459150085813</id><published>2010-05-04T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T04:27:23.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a first class liar.</title><content type='html'>Today is my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fangirling"&lt;/span&gt; day! :) JSYK, I'm a passionate fan girl of&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; FTSK&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt; today! I don't know why but the first thing I did this morning was to check my Tumblr. And the first thing I saw was the lyrics of "She's a Lady" and a picture of Taylor Swift with her guitar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So you see, first sight of something I adore would be part of my whole day.&lt;/span&gt; Does that make sense? Well for me, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I saw a Violin Cover of Our Song. With Solo, though. But it's really really nice. Our Song is one of my favorites from Taylor. It's the first song I've heard from her. Back when I was in Grade 5 or Grade 6? :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I actually had regrets of not taking Violin Lessons this Summer&lt;/span&gt;. I should've listened to my Mom's advice to take lessons this Summer. How stupid of me. :| Anyway, here's the link to the video. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhUAgFMsXSo"&gt;Our Song - Taylor Swift (Violin Cover with Solo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy in the video, is really cool. I like him already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;*fan girl mode - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;CUT&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ciao a tutti!&lt;/span&gt; That was Italian. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How very useful of text translators these days. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging again! Blogspot, my apologies. I just had a long jet flight to Planet &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TumblrAwezum01XZ&lt;/span&gt;. To tell you the truth, I planned to go back here, Planet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BloggerAwezum101XY&lt;/span&gt;, by May 2. The engines of the jet I'm into were too lazy to start up. And because I'm in big trouble, I asked the help of the Jedis to help me fix it. By letting the engines soak up the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; E.coli bacteria&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;energy from the lightsaber&lt;/span&gt; and a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jupiter Flytrap's poiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;. It was really hard, I have to kill the Jupiter Flytrap myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(because the Jedis told me that only the owner of the jet shall show no mercy to the monstrous Jupiter Flytrap)&lt;/span&gt;. I forgot to bring insecticides , because why in the world would I bring such into Cyberverse?! So yeah, I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Twitworld One-stop Shop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(by a unicorn)&lt;/span&gt; and luckily, I found &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Patrick Squarepant's Fart Insecticide. &lt;/span&gt;What a lucky lil' alien am I, right? And oh, it's sold &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;for only 2 pesodimeyenbucks&lt;/span&gt;! I went back to Planet TumblrAwezum01 and killed the Jupiter Flytrap! And &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I felt like dancing like the Mad Hatter in Alice in Whinerland&lt;/span&gt;. The Luke Skywalker himself squeezed off the poison, drained the energy from the lightsaber and scattered the E.coli bacteria &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(in powder form, I haven't seen that one in my world)&lt;/span&gt;. After what Luke Skywalker did, a sudden uproar was made by the engines. And the jet, is finally working! How great is that? So, I'm sorry Blogspot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I brought the unicorn in here!! With his mate. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S-EDOFf776I/AAAAAAAAAH4/n6N2qTBSUqs/s1600/tumblr_l1n82lZUR21qbgcmso1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S-EDOFf776I/AAAAAAAAAH4/n6N2qTBSUqs/s320/tumblr_l1n82lZUR21qbgcmso1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467654963133673378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one hell of a story, right? I enjoyed typing that one. :)) How random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding aside. Today, besides my fan girl day, is my blogging day. I mean, real blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mom and Dad left for Antipolo very early. I think they're attending mass there, it was a tradition for us to go there every time Dad leaves for his work. So that's every 2 months. But this time, they didn't want us to come with them because they still have a lot to do. And Dad's off to his office after the mass for the dispatch. And, they're patching up some problems in our family because - never mind, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;there are some things that shouldn't be blogged about&lt;/span&gt;. Very personal, and my family is very sensitive when this issue is being talked about. So yeah, I'd be hella sad because well.. I'm not used to it. Dad's absence in our house, it's been a month or two since he came. ;( And, no Summer trips yet to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, me and my cousin accompanied my brother Prince to his Swimming lessons. His coach was like really hilarious, and my brother was like crying non-stop because the water's too deep.  And his coach keeps on leaving him by himself and see if he could do it. But it's real cute. He's the only one the family who had Swimming lessons. Oh wait, I think my eldest brother Sirjay had Swimming lessons to when he was a kid. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The sight of the pool makes me think of jumping into it anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt; Because, it was so hot and I'm thinking of swimming into the cool, blue water as relaxation. Mom, please plan a 2-day Swimming Vacation for the family. Though I don't like getting dark. I already have an uneven skin tone. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please spare my arms and legs&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Mr. Sun&lt;/span&gt;! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway highway, I helped a bit in doing the laundry. Which I'm really proud of. :)) I think I'm into the sense of being responsible. Again, I said I THINK. Okay? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not ready for School but I miss it already. Because.. I'm still checking if my uniforms still fit me. :| I think I got fatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What I loathe about Summer?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting fatter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And boredom is giving you the thought of.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siesta&lt;/span&gt; today, I think? I'm tired. Didn't have a good sleep last night, I keep on seeing really really creepy shadows in my curtains. And I'm sure that those shadows were not pants, towel, branch of a tree or etc. :| THERE ARE GHOSTS OUTSIDE THE WINDOW! :| Maybe not ghosts, maybe zombies!! They came here for my brains!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My brain is full of nonsense "knowledge". Take care of it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KTHXBAIZOMBIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm a drama provider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-4431669459150085813?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4431669459150085813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-first-class-liar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4431669459150085813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4431669459150085813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-first-class-liar.html' title='I&apos;m a first class liar.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S-EDOFf776I/AAAAAAAAAH4/n6N2qTBSUqs/s72-c/tumblr_l1n82lZUR21qbgcmso1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5055584995275040333</id><published>2010-04-12T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:05:25.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a second to breathe..</title><content type='html'>The title I have for this entry is from the song &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Whataya Want From Me&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Which is by the way intriguing because I just don't get the "Whataya" word. :)) I'm sorry, I just don't know why Whataya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;P.S &lt;/span&gt;I think Adam is reaaally, reaaaally, reaaally gorgeous. The punk look suits him. Too bad he's homosexual, and no girl seems to be enough for him. Nah, but he still looks good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Annyong haseyo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Annyong  hashimnikka!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahn-young!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging today! Because my Tumblr Dash is too slooo-oh-oh-ow. I bet everyone's having their siesta, or maybe they're having their Summer Outing. :( I want to go to Bora! But as of what I've heard, we couldn't book our flights because there's no plane available this April? Am I right? Not sure though. Anyway, Twitter updates is also dayum slow so please keep me company Blogger? Pretty please? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I want to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'd Kill To Have A Week With &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;n, again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I miss them quite terribly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I don't like school works, I'd rather stick with those to be with Dalton again. And also, to spare myself from dying over boredom in this house. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, I enjoy crazy moments with my amigos than boredom making me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;You get that? I hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I won't be having Piano Lessons anymore?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm into Violin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Gelyn Sarmiento you've got to help me with this! Haha. Wala 'to sa bundok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I SO COMPLICATED?!&lt;br /&gt;I change my mind as much as I change clothes. *Mana kay Mommy. Hihi. ;))*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so yeah, I have changed my perspective about my wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I, Abegail May T. Sangual, pledge not to ask my Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;for other things I don't really need bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;Because asking for more things I don't need is likely to have them weary.&lt;br /&gt;By giving them financial problems and others.&lt;br /&gt;I finally came up to realization that I should be contented&lt;br /&gt;with what I have and thank God for everything&lt;br /&gt;He gave me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm looking into the bright side, I may never have everything..&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I never had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, what would I get from having the latest gadgets,&lt;br /&gt;expensive clothes and &lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;₱ 3000+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt; in my wallet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;Popularity? Who cares about that? I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;Mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;e friends? I bet it would be more FAKE friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;and leeches who wants you to treat them everytime you go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;And for acknowledgment, all you get is them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;talking behind your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;The world is unfair, and let's thank the wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;ld f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;or that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;because it makes us stronger every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting for you to change your mind about being materialistic. But I'm sharing you this because I know someone (I mean, a lot) who's much more materialistic (like me before) who keeps on going with the trend. I mean, that's okay but for him/her it's quite unhealthy. Especially if all you talk about is this watch, this flip-flops, this shoes.. Next? THIS MALL?!&lt;br /&gt;I feel for his/her parents, because Dad has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;been talking abou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;t ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;w hard it is to work in other countries. Spending Christmas and New Year alone with friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;s there or some relatives and still.. feeling empty because he misses us badly. Dad was talking about his retirement, which is perplexing for &lt;/span&gt;us because, well.. my oldest brother is still in his College and he might be shifting course. My older brother is finishing High School next school year. While me, I'll be in my 2nd year in High School. And I still have a younger brother in his Preparatory level next year. That complicated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala pa pong nakakatapos sa amin&lt;/span&gt;. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can read this, don't ask for too much things you don't really need. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi tumatae ng pera Nanay at Tatay mo ha?&lt;/span&gt; Yun lagi mong tatandaan. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*Words of Wisdom ni Daddy.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QPfyF1-3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/tqmqm-mmMHI/s1600/TYPO186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QPfyF1-3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/tqmqm-mmMHI/s320/TYPO186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505686976527218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have shorter hair. And everyone keeps on asking me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bat ka nagpagupit?"&lt;/span&gt;.. All I could answer is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mainit eh."&lt;/span&gt; Pero ang totoo, dahil yun sa baklitang yun. Na sinabing hindi maganda kapag 2 inches below the shoulder ang haba ng buhok ko. Titikwas daw. Ako naman tong si mangmang kaya sabi ko yung kay Dora nalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sige, the excuse &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's too hot"&lt;/span&gt; is accepted. According to the news, outside the office of Pag-Asa.. the temperature is almost 40°c Ouch, right? El Niño's poppin' and spreadin' hotness. :i&lt;br /&gt;But it did rain for a while this morning, which kind of helps since Angat Dam is near to its critical level. Scares me. Do cloud seeding still works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Mum Earth is still mad at us. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;It's our turn to experience devastation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QPgl65ovI/AAAAAAAAAHY/teDPdB3nFJw/s1600/TYPO008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QPgl65ovI/AAAAAAAAAHY/teDPdB3nFJw/s320/TYPO008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459505700889273074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HINDI PA RIN AKO PUMUPUTI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess I like to brag about this because Mom said there are times when you won't get back to your real skin tone. :|&lt;br /&gt;Shiz, hindi kaya pantay kulay ko sa arms. :| Ayos. Pagpasensyahan si flabby arms. I'm so taba. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh? Taglish entry for today. :)) I love you blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QP4dHjt7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ykYE9vSROZQ/s1600/TYPO170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QP4dHjt7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ykYE9vSROZQ/s320/TYPO170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459506110843303858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QRD8ND6wI/AAAAAAAAAHw/alCgnPqYFNs/s1600/TYPO158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QRD8ND6wI/AAAAAAAAAHw/alCgnPqYFNs/s320/TYPO158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459507407678073602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QP3lFfK2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/UWyzjTICfNc/s1600/TYPO161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QP3lFfK2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/UWyzjTICfNc/s320/TYPO161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459506095802231650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I love Eng Engs ng sobra sobraaaa&lt;/span&gt;, kinuha ko ang kanilang..&lt;br /&gt;CHANCHARAN! Yearbook pictures. =)) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cutie patooties. Neneng nene pa sila dyan oh.&lt;br /&gt;Wag na yung akin, mukha akong dork dun eh.&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dork&lt;/span&gt;able! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An-nyung!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-5055584995275040333?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5055584995275040333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/04/need-second-to-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5055584995275040333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5055584995275040333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/04/need-second-to-breathe.html' title='Need a second to breathe..'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S8QPfyF1-3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/tqmqm-mmMHI/s72-c/TYPO186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3986818993073231671</id><published>2010-03-20T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T02:25:22.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We only got 86 400 seconds in a day</title><content type='html'>Now Playing: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Disconnect - Kristinia Debarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Listen to her Future Love, too! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♡&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from Zac Efron, Alex Watson and Johnny Depp obsession. I'm into Kris Allen nowadays. :)) Because of his dayuum-real-gorgeous song "Live Like We're Dying". I'm so sarreh. But I'll marry one of them in my dreams tonight. Bear with me? I'm having fun with this. Being obsessed you ask? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo guys, I'm back.. but not for long. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;First, &lt;/span&gt;I'm so sorry to left you behind hanging on the edge waiting for a new post/updates from me. Oh wait, I don't even know if someone reads my blog. Geez. You should blame my ever-loving Dad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(What's wrong? There's a bit of sarcasm in my last statement isn't it? Never mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; He &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; gets insanely unreasonable for being mad whenever I use PC. Even laptop. And cellphones. Like, "WTF! It's Summer! A break from stress!! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO UNFAIR DAD?" :( Good thing they'll be going to the province for a week, I guess. And I decided not to go with them because I have a plan of having Piano Lessons again. But, I doubt if it will ever happen because I'm sorta passive this Summer. Iwillbot &amp;amp; Adam Young are my inspiration. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Second,&lt;/span&gt; I'm bored. I think this is the most boring Summer, yet. Oh please Summer, let's have some fun.. this beat is sick. I have enough sanity to say I'm bored because I wanna go out-of-the-country because it's hella hot in here. El Niño pisses me off, another consequence of abusing our Mother Earth. And I'm kinda hoping that other countries are much cooler than here in the Philippines. And.. Mom and Dad don't want to go because they're busy with our business back in the province. Which was hella saddening. I was looking forward in going to Pennsylvania where Phillipe lives! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I miss that kid)&lt;/span&gt;, or NYC please? Sheez. Anyway highway, another reason why I'm bored because I can't find an interesting book to read. Though I still have 3 more books waiting in my shelf left unread. I want a book with a daunting story and a light brush of romance and comedy. And I currently can't find a book that suits my taste. Too much for being maarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I haven't even read Thalia's gift (a book about vampires, i think) she gave to me during my birthday. Well I hope your remember the date of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Third,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I miss my classmates. DALTON!\m/ Most especially, Pau, Grace, Reinna, CJ, Jourdese, Jed, Aldwin and Thane. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Pau's voice. And her crazy-but-pretty pouting.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Grace's sabaw over Pau's pout. And macho-ness beybeh.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Reinna's mimicking my roll-eyes. And her laugh of course.&lt;br /&gt;I miss CJ and Reinna's Lovers Quarrel. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss teasing Jourdese. :|&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jed and Aldwin's jokes too.&lt;br /&gt;And, I miss Thane's weird stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fck, I miss them a lot. And they've been invading my dreams, too! I think it counts as a proof that I really missed them. Well, I miss my friends from other sections too.&lt;br /&gt;I want school days back. But how come whenever it's a school day all I ask for is a break or Summer. And I know I'm not alone. People from Tumblr agrees with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fourth, &lt;/span&gt;I am sleep deprived, still. I enjoy crying myself to sleep which takes up a lot of time.  Not nice at all. But I'm happy to clean my eyes after a long day through crying. So, I guess tonight I'll be crying again.&lt;br /&gt;Blabbering, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fifth,&lt;/span&gt; Today's the wedding of my Tita Ruby and Tito Er. It was awesome! The wedding was held in Sto. Niño de Molino Parish Church. And later on, we went to Bali Garden for the reception. It was nice there. And foods were yummy! So, I kept on OM NOM NOM NOM-ing there. I'm happy for the couple. They've been together for like 2-4 years.  It's nice to see they ended up together. I hope they'll have a baby soon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Btw, the dress was horrible!! :| It was a tube, and I'm like FCKMYLIFEWHYDOIHAVETOWEARTHISTHING! Gosh, it has corset-like thing at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQufZeAaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fjk6mEsF9m8/s1600-h/QQ6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQufZeAaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fjk6mEsF9m8/s320/QQ6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450640577401848226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FAT. Meet my cousin, April Joy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SRpTsej_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ObUkWwqTa34/s1600-h/9769_p3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SRpTsej_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ObUkWwqTa34/s320/9769_p3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450641587872632818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back of my dress was somehow like this! :| :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQvHZNJUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NOJLp_nwCCU/s1600-h/QQQ97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQvHZNJUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NOJLp_nwCCU/s320/QQQ97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450640588138161474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my green eye-shadow. And no, my eyebrows have been tortured AGAIN! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQvSr5_BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5hDGSDMyNqU/s1600-h/QQQQ069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQvSr5_BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5hDGSDMyNqU/s320/QQQQ069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450640591169387538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fugly? IKR. I look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sixth,&lt;/span&gt; My Mom said I'm diabetic. Or, I could be diabetic. O_O I know a lot of people who has Diabetes, even kids of my age. Our family has it, Diabetes is in our race. And, I hope Mom's wrong. I don't want to give up eating sweets. And still, I've been eating chocolates even though Mom prohibited me from eating. I JUST CAN'T STOP MUNCHING. :| I hate myself for that. (But a part of me loves it. Hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Avatar with my brothers. No, not the Avatar movie.. But the Avatar: The Last Airbender TV Series. :)&lt;br /&gt;Prince Zuko's mine. OH GOSH, ANOTHER OBSESSION. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back. Munching on some Cadbury &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Caramel&lt;/span&gt; chocolate now. =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;   I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;ABBY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3986818993073231671?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3986818993073231671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-only-got-86-400-seconds-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3986818993073231671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3986818993073231671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-only-got-86-400-seconds-in-day.html' title='We only got 86 400 seconds in a day'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S6SQufZeAaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fjk6mEsF9m8/s72-c/QQ6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4103362396302397084</id><published>2010-03-11T01:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:17:08.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Apple! Hey Apple!</title><content type='html'>If you're &lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pretty-much-hooked-up-with-Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; then maybe you know what's my title for this post is all about! OMG, I think I've got my grammar wrong. =))     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Who the hell cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, My title is all aboooouuut &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANNOYING ORANGE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Yay! It kinda makes me laugh like yeah. I love all the episodes. And I guess they're uploading a new episode this Friday? Or Saturday? I've been hooked to this since what? Last week? :)) Why am I talking about this? See for yourself. I find it cool, like seriously. B-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For my stalkers' sake&lt;/b&gt;, I updated this blog. Omo, it's my blog.. I'm pretending to have a stalker and no one should raise a brow! Geez. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Julienne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt; just had her blog. Which is pretty awesome. You should update yourself with her blog 'cause she's the NICEST transferee in our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://urtheonly--exception.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;YENNU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when would Azielle make an account in blogger. Smudge and Binkz? Am I right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, MATH tomorrow. And Practical Arts or TLE.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, Math.. Synonyms: a four letter word every student knows -- HELL.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for that Math, I just don't like you really.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MATH to ME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Who said I like you IN THE FIRST PLACE? Duh. I've got pi! Bet you're hungry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, sounds corny. And annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Yizzir, I'm an annoying banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;Cause everyone calls me Sanggi. And some intentionally call me Saging.&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:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I find it corny. The Saging thing. :L But Sanggi's fine. JUST FINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Be back! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ANNOYING BANANANANANANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-4103362396302397084?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4103362396302397084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-apple-hey-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4103362396302397084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4103362396302397084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-apple-hey-apple.html' title='Hey Apple! Hey Apple!'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3295469271512229114</id><published>2010-03-05T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:18:45.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful, like a rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I see your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;s and that's why &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&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:medium;"&gt;True Colors - &lt;b&gt;Glee Cast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's been so long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.. :( This world has been driving me crazy. No, not the whole world.. a part of it. Crazy in a happy way. Crazy in a frustrating way. I know, I know, it's confusing. If you were in my shoes, it'll drive you insane. I'm sure of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Last weeks for my Freshman Year. Memories will last forever. Always will. Never fade, never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm gonna miss the most:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Reinna's bubbly acts and loving giggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pauline's baby voice and mean-y mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Grace's macho-ness and "CUUUUUTEEE!!!" (rofl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Micha's witch-like-but-real-funny laugh. And her being crazy over PAA. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jed's crazy antics and unexplainable laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;CJ's corny jokes. =)) He and Reinna having fights, you know LQ~! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Aldwin's pessimism and loving attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ampie's "EH?" and her kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sarmie's unconsciousness, cuteness and niceness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Charm's "tawa-sabay-padyak-ng-paa" :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Victoria's BIG MIND OF KNOWLEDGE. BIG. Real big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cathleen's height and goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Shiela's tiny voice and stapler. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kyle's Magic Flakes CHEESE and "Hi Abby! (sabay wave)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Zubenel acting snobbish but will secretly laugh at me. -______-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Grazielle's mommy attitude. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jourdese's wild mind. WORMS. And, his "esh" as "S" :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mirro as a boy scout, "Laging Handa!" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jared, Paolo, Renzo, Niel, and Joshua's pick-up lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kathrine's rosy white cheeks, colorful braces, and niceness. :-bd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Xander talking to himself, and patience about my unwanted attitude. ;)&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="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thane's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; crazy mind but real smart. Too smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hanna being too "mayumi". ROLE MODEL for Me. (lmao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jemai's "Cher.." and his really weird laugh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Paul saying "Oh, di namimigay oh!" and height, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kat J. as my fellow Otaku! (Share the same blood!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Raia's silence, loljk. Raia laughing at me as we're having a pretty private convo. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Maan calling me "Tirabol" *blushes*, her wild mind, and her excellence in impersonating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dadie's hairstyles! Such a cutie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;JP rolling on the floor. Literally. And his jokes, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tabachooooy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Sanggi!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Hell-arious. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And principally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;T. Johna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; picking on some students, T. Johna's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Can you follow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, and the sermons. No joke.&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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;GOOD TIMES.. GOOD TIMES. I'll miss all of 'em. From the bottom of my heart, I love you more than I could express in words. I spent my first year in HighSchool with you guys. I'm sorry for my unwanted attitudes and stupidness. Been a blast, we better make the best out of the remaining days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The world's crazy. Good times have to end, and I hope it would give me next school year as a good one, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;DOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is getting nearer. Final Examination - DAYUUUM. I have to give my best this quarter though I'm not expectiong or even hoping to be an honor student. But still, have to make my parents proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No plans for Summer yet. But Mom has. :| :)) Wanna stay home and read lots of books. And chocolates. Movie Marathons, Staying up late and texting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S I'll miss Ate Wendy so much. Service isn't the same at all without her! :( FCKYEAHWENDYFAN. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I love you Ate Wendyyy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Will eat dinner now. :D Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ME. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&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/4233123872541344381-3295469271512229114?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3295469271512229114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautiful-like-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3295469271512229114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3295469271512229114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautiful-like-rainbow.html' title='Beautiful, like a rainbow.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1666697792416115277</id><published>2010-02-06T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:37:43.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But in my heart, I knew it wasn't perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Our heaven had an ice cream shop where, when you asked for peppermint stick icecream, no one ever said&lt;b&gt; "It's seasonal"&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Susie Salmon&lt;/span&gt; of The Lovely Bones &lt;i&gt;(book)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, bonjour les amis! I'm sorry if I spent less and less time with you. :| Well, everyday I try to blog something, yes.. I mean it, I really do.. But after quite a while making a new post I just.. I just don't know why I get bored with it. And there it goes, just a draft.. Unpublished like most of my posts are these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyhoo, I'm kinda concentrating on Alice Sebold's unquestionably stunning masterpiece, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Lovely Bones&lt;/span&gt;. I spent like 7 hours or so reading it. Not caring if it's already in the break of dawn, I just have the enthusiasm to finish it. My breaks were ONLY eating, drinking and The Call of Nature. You know what I mean, right? I even ignored phone calls and text messages while reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, this was like my 3rd time reading it, I have read half of The Lovely Bones like so 2009, through an E-book a friend downloaded for me. Like, what a sweet thing. And now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I really am assured that Alice Sebold won't ever ever ever fail in making me cry in affliction or gasp in horror.&lt;/span&gt; I mean, you got me with your 2 books &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The Almost Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The Lovely Bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. I can't wait for Lucky. I'm going to buy one on my next stop in a bookstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Spoiler? No, it's not.. Silly. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By the way,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; my favorite character in the book was Buckley&lt;/span&gt;. That sweet little bro of Susie. And, I really do despise you Mr. Harvey. You're the meanest person I've ever known.. You and your cornfield should be burned down to ashes. I knew you were the greatest when it comes to experiments, like building that Bridal Tent for who your wife, Leah? Or was it Sophie? And I really do admire you for being a great scientist &lt;b&gt;(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;or I just don't know what should I call you, widower&lt;b&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.. But why didn't you spare Susie Salmon's life?! How could you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&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-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Please tell me if I'm being too overly dramatic about it. I am? Okay, sorry*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really want to stop talking about The Lovely Bones.. And hey, I haven't seen the flick yet. I'm sure gonna beg my Mom just to allow me watch it.. And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&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-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;--CUT--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So yeah, other movies I'd like to watch this year are, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sex And The City 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How come you still have to wait for May 28 just to watch it? Boo. And &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alice In Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; showing when? March 5, I guess. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shrek Forever After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is on the list too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Speaking of motion pictures, I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano Na Kaya? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;yesterday, with a bunch of friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;William, Angelo, Reinna and Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thalia and Alleine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; came quite late so they need to watch it again, and we have to wait for them.. I'm oblige to treat them lunch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*late*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; lunch. Haha. So yeah, we strolled around the mall, saw Shiela eating at Max's. And Anne and I ate Gonuts Donuts. Anne ate the Mickey Mouse donut, while me.. I ate the Black Forest thingy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I forgot it already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Daaayum, it tasted excellent. Tasted like Krispy Kreme. =p~ We went to Netopia afterwards, and paid 55php for an hour surfing the Internet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; :| Plus, it was reaally sloo-oh-oh-owwww compared to computer shops who ask for 20php. I got broke. :)) Anyway, it was fun really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish I was in a better mood yesterday, now I know why I wasn't able to ENJOY the later part of the gimik, I was having the b*tch, you know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Gawd, I wish no one saw it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The splatter of the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;b l o o d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  in my shorts. :| Srsly, I really need to mark my calendar so that I'll know when it ends, and when it starts then and there. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh, and if anyone likes to get me a gift this Valentines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Intended to my girl pals, aryt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, I'd really like the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Are you there, Vodka? It's me, Chelsea"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; =)) Haha. I heard it was great. So, could you buy me one? Could you? You could find it in NBS. Or, in any bookstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And, right now it's 12:04, still not eating lunch, and I feel quite full when I ate those scrumptious brownies and milk. Ahh, guilty pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I think I've said a lot. Really? I did? Wow. I congratulate myself for this. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; I'd be your slave if you buy me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Are you there, Vodka? It's me Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;:"""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; I'd be a good girl. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, I'm watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Up In The Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Care to come by and watch with me? No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm living in my own perfect world.&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/4233123872541344381-1666697792416115277?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1666697792416115277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-in-my-heart-it-wasnt-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1666697792416115277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1666697792416115277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-in-my-heart-it-wasnt-perfect.html' title='But in my heart, I knew it wasn&apos;t perfect.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-578542071830494385</id><published>2010-01-29T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T06:17:11.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing makes sense anymore..</title><content type='html'>99th post in this account. Ugh. Many days have passed, so lazy to blog. No really.. I mean it.&lt;div&gt;Man, my whole body ached this week! Up to now. Dayuum, I didn't play a lot unlike the past years, but this has been a crucial PALARO.. I felt weak most of the times. Arrg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah? What's up with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Dalton won in Basketball. And yes, we're contented. It's like the most exquisite prize to be won in Palaro. So yeah, we sucked in Palarong Pinoy. No.. not really, we we're in 2nd place. At first, I had regrets. On why I have to suck so much in Sangkayaw. On how, I didn't manage to get on easily when I fell.. It's stupid. For me.. I really do.. do.. curse myelf for that. But on second thought, who cares anyway? At least my classmates were really loving not to blame me for our loss. Unlike, our opponent's teammate GIAN, he laughed at me. FCKYOUBITCH. Oyeah. :)) Sorry TK, didn't mean too.. But yeah, you love me more than you love him right? :P Cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please watch my celeb crush Nick Jonas' official music video of "Who I Am" in Youtube. I would really love you if you'd watch it. I've been crushing on him.. since I knew Jonas Brothers. No, I'm not a fan of the Jonas Brothers.. only, NICK. Teehees. Link here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 19px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9GF_TlDcvc&amp;amp;feature=bzb302"&gt;Nick Jonas and the Administration - "Who I Am" - Official Music Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma edit this. Mom is really mad at me right now. Haha. Screwed. HB,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-578542071830494385?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/578542071830494385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-makes-sense-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/578542071830494385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/578542071830494385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-makes-sense-anymore.html' title='Nothing makes sense anymore..'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-2291902787777465768</id><published>2010-01-25T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T04:01:39.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine.</title><content type='html'>Now Playing: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Undisclosed Desires - Muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this song so catchy? Can't get it off my heaaad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I want to reconcile the violence in your heart I want to recognize your beauty's not just a mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of PALARO 2010, or INTRAMS as most of the other schools in our city use this term to refer to their annual 1-week orless playing games. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Referring to Cavite, Yes.. I live in Cavite fyi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, first day was fun. I mean really good! We won in Basketball, with our game with the Azariah? Azariah right? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pardon if I'm wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Or First Year Darwin. But they were good, especially Gian. I mean, WOW O_O. But Accad plays it off too well that's why we won. He's great! He scores in the over-all game for 20 plus something. My mouth fell when I heard that. And now.. I should give them a reward of Jollibee or McDo. Ouch, I'm kinda broke nowadays. Geez, think I could ask Mom for some money? Heck no. She'd surely get angry. x_x But that's okay.. I think I saved some money that I got last Christmas. So hooray Dalton basketball team! I think I'm going to give you your reward. If I'd be generous enough this week. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Playing: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Telephone - Lady GaGa ft. Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Videophone now telephone? whats next iphone and﻿ payphone?      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Saw that from the comments in Youtube with Telephone's unofficial music video. (Can't seem to find the official music vid, if that's even released &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;) HAHAHA. Hilarious. Who cares about what's the title of the song? As long as they sing good, it'll hit the top charts for sure. :) Too optimistic with Lady GaGa. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this day was good. Just played Speed Stacks, they say I'm good for a beginner. *blushes* :)) So, I'm going to outplay Reinna with it. She's just so fast. x_x I mean, we had Speed Stacks before but now it's with my lovely cousin and he couldn't last a day without playing that's why I couldn't bring it in school. Daaamn. I lost my skills with it. So, I kinda got back to ZEEEROOOO. :( Boo, my brain couldn't even remember how to the basics! Goosshh, sometimes I wonder why I have poor memory? Should I drink the medicine Kuya Kim&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;the guy from MatangLawin&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;was endorsing. Forgot the name. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Why can't I just remember a thing?! It ticks me off when I'm like this.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;Eeek, gonna ask Mom to buy me a box of it. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chitchats with Hopia and TK. Miss those guys. Eventhough I see TK everyday.. :)) Snob much. Told Hopia about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the girl&lt;/span&gt; who seems to be rubbing the wrong way when we interact. She's getting into my nerves actually, I'm just trying to be submissive with her. Also, told them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;TK and Hopia&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; how I love Hopia's shoes. She was wearing a Converse.. slim one. It's out in the market. Loved it. Also, told them some of my secrets and blahblah. You know, the bestfriends' stuff. By the way, she shared a shoe brand.. which is obviously EXPENSIVE for us average kiddos. Way more expensive than my fave shoe brand.. ZOO YORK!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; :""""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Etnies!&lt;/span&gt; :) Googled it.. and WOOAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S113iXpxBcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h0gjkJ-lM2E/s1600-h/Koralie_etnies_Fader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S113iXpxBcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h0gjkJ-lM2E/s320/Koralie_etnies_Fader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430628158027138498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ZOO YORK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:"""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S1137Y5OHKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7MlxCMCV8JE/s1600-h/shoes_iaec1100393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S1137Y5OHKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7MlxCMCV8JE/s320/shoes_iaec1100393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430628587857124514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm laughing at Laura Jansen's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wicked World&lt;/span&gt; Official Music Video. :)) Rooaar. I find it gut-busting. And bewitching, if I may add. Cool effects with the piano thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should I babble about in this blog entry? Hmm.. Uh yes! I remember! Our household helpers are back with a new one. And, I could just laze down now! Wowww, I didn't think I could handle the laundry without any help from anyone.. Oh! And also, washing the dishes. Been really hardworking for the past 2 weeks. Time for a rest! Though I still want to do the dishes by myself. Guess I could volunteer anytime. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pauline Arielle G. Mendez!&lt;/span&gt; You should be in school by Wednesday! Mwaaaah! ILY! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng-Engs not complete without yooouu meanie-innocent girl! :P ILY! ILY! ILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, try listening to Alicia Keys' Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart. You'd be amazed for sure. She has the super great voice! And when I say SUPER, I mean it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love isn’t always a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; There are people who give so much love to those who don’t love them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; There are some who feel so loved and find out in the end that they were fooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; There are some who is into mutual love but can’t call their partner as their own because someone already holds the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;There are some who give so much love but the other won’t believe because s/he always considers your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;  There are some who receive so much love but can’t seem to move on from previous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Others just want to play the game and choose their playmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, which story is yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;And he whispered to her "the only way I can hurt you is by holding your hand too tight"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&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/4233123872541344381-2291902787777465768?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/2291902787777465768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-may-be-sinner-but-your-innocence-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2291902787777465768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2291902787777465768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-may-be-sinner-but-your-innocence-is.html' title='You may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/S113iXpxBcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h0gjkJ-lM2E/s72-c/Koralie_etnies_Fader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4773510359533691787</id><published>2010-01-22T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:51:12.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm inlove with this song so just hush!</title><content type='html'>I love Blah Blah Blah by 3oh!3 and ke$ha.  :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;  Sayin' "blah, blah blah" 'cause I don't care who you are.. &lt;/span&gt;From the fact that, 3oh!3 has been my favorite pop or whatever genre is it I liked it. But with Ke$ha also singing in this song made me loved it. Combination of two great electronic,pop,dance genre artists. And yes, I'm a fan of Ke$ha.. but Lady GaGa's better for me though. Almost had a little fight with Charm. Gee. :) She said Ke$ha's better than GaGa and I controverted without hesitation. Why do they always compare GaGa with Ke$ha? Then they'll compare her with Madonna. They say GaGa's imitating Madonna and such crazy speculations. x_x Sarreh, obsessed with her you ain't got anything to do with my obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did I started this blog entry with GaGa Fever? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My heartbeat was louder&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; than&lt;/span&gt; the sound of my steps to your door. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You're cold, but you're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; You're a mess, but I like it that way. If you're always looking for reasons not to be with someone, then you find them. But at some point you just have to let go, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;give your heart &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; what it deserves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I miss watching OTH. :( I have been in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GLEEK MODE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ON&lt;/span&gt; these days.. Wonder why.. I just love Glee. All the singing and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--End of draft.--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it just ended like that? Well, Mom got furious and turned off the computer intentionally. I just saw it, I got mad. And we kinda had a little fight. But it's okay now. She just yelled at me and all that stuff mothers do with their one and only daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I just edit this another time? It gets boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-4773510359533691787?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4773510359533691787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-inlove-with-this-song-so-just-hush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4773510359533691787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4773510359533691787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-inlove-with-this-song-so-just-hush.html' title='I&apos;m inlove with this song so just hush!'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-7783970303094010638</id><published>2010-01-15T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:27:48.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm out of my league, once again.</title><content type='html'>I don't know but I think I really really really [insert thirty more "really"], Jimmy James' Fashionista. :D Hahaha. All fashion lines are almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that was the end of my draft last night*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bored with it. Last night, I have to stare over this blank page for about 10 minutes. Then I said, "Now what am I going to say?" :)) Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:20 in the morning, press time, I have to wake up early 'cause I wanna prepare my own breakfast AND I'm going to meet up with my I.P groupmates today. Have to start it as soon as possible so that we'll finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel sorry last night with my Tumblr followers. Since, I reblog and all that fast. They're dash is moving with it so fast! So yeah, someone unfollowed I've got no clue. But, I'm thinking if the reason behind it was "I didn't followed him/her back". Then, I saw someone with "I follow people, not robots. I hate it when they unfollow me for a reason that blahblah I didn't followed her back, who the hell cares anyway?" I saw that on Tumblr. :D What I typed in here wasn't her exact words, but the closest to what she originally stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gtg. I'll edit this later. Please pray for me that the eggs I'll cook won't be a waste. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-7783970303094010638?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/7783970303094010638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-im-out-of-my-league-once-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7783970303094010638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7783970303094010638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-im-out-of-my-league-once-again.html' title='And I&apos;m out of my league, once again.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5417232548629984263</id><published>2010-01-14T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T04:13:06.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a glorious bite out of the whole world</title><content type='html'>Nyahaha. I can't blog for reasons that I am busy being our own HOUSEHOLD MAID. Lol, never been really this HARD WORKING and OBEDIENT ever. :)) Our household helpers, (prefer to call them helpers rather than maids) had to go to their Fiesta back in their province specifically Bohol. They'll be back by January 25. So, 2 weeks of labor and I'm back to my habits. It isn't really much of a big thing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I think I'm learning how to do household chores WITHOUT any help from anyone.&lt;/span&gt; Now that's the big thing. :D 2 weeks wouldn't hurt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt;, I'll be Miss Independent this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is coming. And I'm like.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ain't expecting anything.. BORING"&lt;/span&gt; :)))))) Seriously, I think my costume's not appropriate for the sport Motocross. :| I asked Mom to buy kasi. :)) And she didn't know what I like.. so clothes weren't really much my type. So, I'm thinking if I'll borrow clothes from anyone. :)) I'll wear it for once &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang naman eh&lt;/span&gt;, so I wouldn't really want Mom to spend a lot of money with it. And besides, who said I'll win? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had new &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Plurk &lt;/span&gt;badges. And there goes, "Has responded 500 times" Wahahaha. Haven't reached 1000 yet?! But then, I have 90+ karma. I'm lazy responding. Boo me. *Noticed anything? I always say &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Boo me"&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. So downhearted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry for what happened in Haiti. :| The earthquake took the lives of millions. I feel sorry to hear that. I'll be praying for their departed souls to find the gate of Heaven. :( Would you, too? Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't opened my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;formspring.me&lt;/span&gt; for weeks na. :)) Somehow bored with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you TK. Happy Birthday Erikha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Breathe your breath in me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-5417232548629984263?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5417232548629984263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-glorious-bite-out-of-whole-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5417232548629984263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5417232548629984263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-glorious-bite-out-of-whole-world.html' title='Take a glorious bite out of the whole world'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4892717314435034369</id><published>2010-01-12T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T05:42:08.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly to your heart {♥}</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear awesome readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HTML won't work for previous posts so you're sure to have a hard time to read that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(In case you're planning to do so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I am really sorry for that. I think it's really hard to edit blogskins. If you can still read this in average size it's cool that the editing I did in the HTML of this skin worked. But if not, BOO me. I'm such a noob. I wonder how they make blogskins, with all the codes and etcetera? They amaze me. So yeah, please bear with some typos and all that. :) I really tried my best. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I'm also having a hard time to read my previous posts. I need to stick my eyes out REAAAALLY THAT BIG than my usual BIG eyes. It's pretty normal for me to have big eyes, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;But it's weird that when I try to read my posts for the last weeks, I need to STICK OUT MY EYES LIKE FROGS HAVE and like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I know it's weird. So yeah. I love you dear reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Children don't grow up, our bodies get bigger, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but our hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get torn up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing above blew my mind away.. thinking. And realizing, it's really true. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun time at school. And pretty boring. And pretty irritating. That's quite mixed up, right?&lt;br /&gt;It's been always like that. Whenever I see my ex -... :| No, not ex-boyfriend. Nor ex-girlfriend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(like having an INTENSE relationship with a girl)&lt;/span&gt;. EWW. Ain't a homo. That's weird. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my gal pals. :D Eng-Engs rule! Too bad&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ZARENG&lt;/span&gt; isn't here in the Philippines. I wonder how cool Gaytards are. Lol, been reading her blog for quite a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently eating BROWNIES. I think I'm going to eat the whole box, without sharing. BOHAHAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovely marshmallows, and caramel and chocolates.. DROOL.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Science is still way odd for me. So as MATH. WTH! Age problems are getting on my nerves!! I suck at those representation.. Let X be the blahblahblahblah. Why'd you have to be so mean Math?!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I BEAR A GRUDGE ON YOU MATH!&lt;/span&gt; Like you could read this Little Miss Math. :)) I'm quite unearthly today. And random.. I like it when I'm in this attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Tumblarity. It reached its peak yesterday. :)) It was the highest Tumblarity I've had, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;. :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Please remind me that this would be the last post I'll ever talk or brag about my Tumblarity.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just saw something in Tumblr, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"LUMINDOL, naramdaman nyo?"&lt;/span&gt; Really?? Didn't feel anything. Hahaha. I'm always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, got to go and lock and load. What I've just said doesn't make any sense.. AT ALL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abby.&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/4233123872541344381-4892717314435034369?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4892717314435034369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/fly-to-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4892717314435034369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4892717314435034369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/fly-to-your-heart.html' title='Fly to your heart {♥}'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3787444485601340328</id><published>2010-01-10T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T03:24:17.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed up your breathing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; How many times does history need to repeat itself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey man, so sorry for not updating my blog. I've been busy.. with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tumblr and Twitter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;T&amp;amp;T rocks! So yeah, it's more fun. But, don't worry I'm still deeply inlove with you Blogger. Teehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess this would be a short short short blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I couldn't find the right thing to say here. I might bore you. Lol. Like I care if readers get bored. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'M A SOMETIMES-BORING person &lt;u&gt;by nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science has been contributing to "brain bleeding". Brain Bleeding is my own version of Global Warming inside my very own Cerebrum and Cerebellum. Nyahaha. I know, I find it corny too. Like, what the heck am I saying to you guys?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Palaro's coming. And I'm not expecting anything. I'll just do my best in dedication to my own class, DALTON. Wahaha. I so love Dalton people. I wanna be hardcore this time. :P So beat it baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I hate someone. I just learned what SHE said about me when I was.. Ugh. Nevermind. :| I love haters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my blogskin sucks, sorry. And if you're having a hard time to read THESE small fonts. Sorry, I'm quite busy. :P You got to bear with me if you wanna know "what's-happening". :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3787444485601340328?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3787444485601340328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/speed-up-your-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3787444485601340328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3787444485601340328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/speed-up-your-breathing.html' title='Speed up your breathing..'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6882171481499193347</id><published>2010-01-02T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:36:34.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If my life was a movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;こんにちは！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sincerely&lt;/span&gt; sorry for not blogging for a couple of weeks and even the 1st day of 2010!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Boo me!&lt;/span&gt; :(  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  残念に思う！&lt;/span&gt; So, I'm obviously using text translator because I'm bored like that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bear with me, please?&lt;/span&gt; I'd be glad if you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;3rd day&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;. And this, is my official.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ninety-first post in this blog account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;prosperous&lt;/span&gt; Year of the Tiger for everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;new year&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;new hope&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;new page turned in my book&lt;/span&gt; ready to unravel new events in my own life plot. I'm sure that 2010 would be &lt;u&gt;unquestionably good&lt;/u&gt;, as well as &lt;strong&gt;mean&lt;/strong&gt;. That's what I'm sure of.&lt;br /&gt;I'm uncertain if this year would be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;WORSE&lt;/span&gt; than my last.. I'm not sure if I could handle the startling turn of events.. But, I hope I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; break down into tears&lt;/span&gt; because of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;teeny-weeny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;big deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; ballyhoo every now and then&lt;/span&gt;. To &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;laugh like it's the world's end&lt;/span&gt;. To &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;make new friends&lt;/span&gt;. To &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;make new frenemies&lt;/span&gt; (which I hope I could resolve!).&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;spread love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;as long as my heart could handle doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scolded myself to stop fore-telling what's going to happen in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;not-so-cool-but-a-bit-of-it-is-spunky&lt;/span&gt; life. I think, I should enjoy every second of this year. Because, it would be different. A lot different, than the past few years. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;begged&lt;/u&gt; myself to overcome &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;chickenheadedness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;stage fright&lt;/span&gt;. Gaaah, why do I have the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;LOWEST SELF-ESTEEM&lt;/span&gt; ever?! I hate myself for being not-so-confident.&lt;br /&gt;There's this traumatic experience I had when I was 7 years old, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a party in a certain hotel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I couldn't remember the name)&lt;/span&gt;. It's the Christmas Party of the company my Dad's into. So, I'm like bored all through-out the party because I can't talk to anyone else except my Dad and Mom. Then I saw a girl with her bunch of friends. I was shy but I had to make friends because Dad and Mom said so. Then, I waved at her and said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"Hi!"&lt;/span&gt; I smiled. Then&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; all she did was to stare at me for about 15 seconds then she quietly walk away with her friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AT NAPAHIYA AKO NUN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    :(&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I've become a coward in making friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But then as I look back.. all I could say was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey, I made friends. And I treasure them like precious diamonds! No, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;even more precious than any other material things!&lt;/span&gt; I definitely don't hate that girl who I think got scared of me. (Who wouldn't be scared in that bloody dress I'm wearing! It's super short! So not my type!) Maybe she's pretty fed up too with her own life. I hope we'd meet again at some time and be friends with."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;overlook the past&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;forgive all dejected incidents&lt;/span&gt; that happened.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; some of the wounds in my heart are just too big to heal.&lt;/span&gt; So, I advise myself to think twice before making decisions. Because, I know I'm going too suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dissuaded my own self to avoid &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I was given no choice but to scrape all the emotions out of my heart, no matter how it hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in my own perspective, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; doesn't mean I'm going to give him up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There are complications that couldn't be evaded between the people around him and the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm counting on him that he won't let go of me. 'Cause I'm really trying hard to hold onto him. Giving him up never came to my mind even for a split second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am HOPING to have 0% of heartbreak this year&lt;/span&gt;. Just &lt;s&gt;HOPING&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; say these words this year..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; "And thus, our love came to an end"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but definitely not the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO BE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPIER&lt;/span&gt; this year.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others will ask, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Why do you keep heading down a road you can't even see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; What you're doing is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so reckless!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter how pathetic and sophisticated it seems in the eyes of other people.. maybe, just maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; I love surprises and adventures than any other teen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And I couldn't just stop and stare right there waiting for gleeful things or events to show p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm making my own&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; glee show &lt;/span&gt;this time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And, I'm not letting ANYONE to stop me from that. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Except, that Guy from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Romeo&lt;/span&gt; kissed by the book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6882171481499193347?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6882171481499193347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-my-life-was-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6882171481499193347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6882171481499193347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-my-life-was-movie.html' title='If my life was a movie'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5110388965910289599</id><published>2009-12-25T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:01:58.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL NOT BLOG FOR &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;THE WHOLE CHRISTMAS VACATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Wait, I forgot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;y C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hr&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&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/4233123872541344381-5110388965910289599?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5110388965910289599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5110388965910289599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5110388965910289599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-around.html' title='I&apos;m not around.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-7279659305235638409</id><published>2009-12-19T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:40:02.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a rainy ending given to a perfect day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello there. :-h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's do my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I am really sorry for I missed blogging for weeks! :| Haven't had much time.. with blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't tell stories about the days of The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hell Week. Since we all know, that it's Christmas Vacation.. and it means, PARTEEEYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Christmas Party; December 18, 2009, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much preparation to do with my gifts. Though, most of it was cheap. Haha. I need to be practical, you see? Or else, Mom will kill me. Hahaha. I had to do a last-minute-shopping for my Monito. Haha. Sorry but I put my friends first over that exchange gift. Anyway, I think &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dominic Thane Zinampan&lt;/span&gt; liked it. Since he's very much fond of the unpopular bands. I gave him a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; shirt with Saosin in it. I thought of Paramore, but I knew he's one of the people included in&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I-hate-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;-stop-singing-their-songs-all-over-again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. He's such a critic. But, I think it's healthy for him. He sees what others couldn't see, at all. And he's such a genius! Hands down. I wish he could read this! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day itself was like, OKAY. Had fun with the presentation Kanto Boys consisting of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jared, Accad, Niel, Renzo and Joshua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;VS.&lt;/span&gt; The A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dlib Boys originally Jabba Rice &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Am I right, or what?!) consisting of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jemai, Paul, Xander, JP and Mirro.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were having some pathetic and downright marvelous showdown. Jared made me go WOAAAH! Haha. He's a good dancer. *pinky swear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was surprised to see that DC was there. Well, he said his father won't allow him to go. But then, I saw him.. much more taller than I expected. And fairer skin, huh! And I was pretty damn shy to see him. Hahaha. So yeah, good thing he didn't saw me. And I texted him, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"Galit ka?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And then he replied. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"Hindi. Pero, kasi naman e.. di na nga ako makatulog sa sobrang excitement na makita __, tapos wala rin pala.. Tsk!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hate it when he do that. He can make me feel so guilty, like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I-saw-DC-in-our-school&lt;/span&gt;, someone.. gave a pretty thoughtful gift. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't say his name nalang ha?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was a Ferrero Rocher. &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha. Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Johna saw it. x_x And I was like,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; "She's going to tell Mom! She's going to tell it! Waaaaaaah!"&lt;/span&gt; I wish he/she hadn't thought of going inside our room just to give that gift. I shared it to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cathleen, Kat-chii, Cj, Leng, Reng, Sheng and Sarmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Haha. They just love Ferrero. I ate two or three or four of it. I gave away all the others. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the party I stayed in Darwin's classroom. Where &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thea&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alleine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was staying to have some chitchats. I also gave TK her Christmas gift, CASH. Haha. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I think I made her happy.&lt;/span&gt; She was even showing off the money during the chat. Hahaha. Hopia was wearing a Orange shirt like she's endorsing Manny Villar, and a short shorts! :| And I was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We have the same thighs!"&lt;/span&gt; Haha. She's been sexier than ever! Well, she's not going back to DLA.. she LOVED Beda that much. Haha. And I was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATEVER!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Kidding, I love her.. A LOT! xD By 2:00, I guess.. I had to wave goodbye because my brother's party downstairs is over. Here's a picture before I left. TK wasn't included because.. she just don't want to.. Or.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sy2fUg6lLfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1d2jszOC8OI/s1600-h/Christmas015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sy2fUg6lLfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1d2jszOC8OI/s320/Christmas015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417161101578415602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wacky picture with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hopiabes&lt;/span&gt;. :-bd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We're SUPER TWINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going home after the party, Dad and Mom fetched my cousin and her new baby! Yaaay! The baby's so cute. I'm sorry I couldn't post a picture of the baby boy. Sorreh much.&lt;br /&gt;Then after fetching the baby and her mom, we dropped off McDonalds for a drive-thru. I asked Mom for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;a sundae, a burger, fries and a soda&lt;/span&gt;. Yaaay! She was feelin' good that time so she agreed to buy me. Loved. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I received a gift which was uberly cute. A cute Ninja blahblah. Haha. Thanks, Ezekiel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And for all the other people who gave me gifts.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A million of thanks&lt;/span&gt;, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Saturday;&lt;/span&gt; General House Cleaning day. I was tired like hell. And pissed off, Internet wasn't working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sunday;&lt;/span&gt; Went to mass by 4:00 a.m I think it's Simbang Gabi. Hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a. I'm not sure. Mom and Dad went shopping for Christmas. I think LOTS of relatives are coming over from Visayas and other countries, too. Well, okay.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm stuck here in the house while Dad and Mom's away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this picture. I keep on ROFL @ this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sy2hvYK5tWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Rf2XVbrJRrA/s1600-h/Christmas011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sy2hvYK5tWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Rf2XVbrJRrA/s320/Christmas011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417163762110674274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess you could see it quite clear? Right? Joaquin wrote the message and the first two names. And I'm the one who wrote the last few names. GAHAHAHA. What an ugly penmanship, I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for a PERFECT Christmas song.. I think &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor Swift's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Christmas Must Be Something More"&lt;/span&gt; is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll cut this off here. I'll try to edit this. I'm feeling sick. My left shoulder hurts like hell. And, headache's with me. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-7279659305235638409?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/7279659305235638409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-rainy-ending-given-to-perfect-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7279659305235638409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7279659305235638409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-rainy-ending-given-to-perfect-day.html' title='What a rainy ending given to a perfect day.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sy2fUg6lLfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1d2jszOC8OI/s72-c/Christmas015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6275856715790943396</id><published>2009-12-16T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:05:57.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can’t believe the love I see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:250%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Special Post for Philippe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SynitmWBObI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VNL9AzvPK7s/s1600-h/MyBoo070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SynitmWBObI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VNL9AzvPK7s/s320/MyBoo070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416109299904625074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I love Philippe the most. So, here's a special post. :") I'll just blog about my daily and overly idiotic days of my life. Aryt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Synit2OdubI/AAAAAAAAAF4/0GDK8pYE6Jg/s1600-h/MyBoo093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Synit2OdubI/AAAAAAAAAF4/0GDK8pYE6Jg/s320/MyBoo093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416109304167905714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A note from Philippe. I was surprised to find it in my skirt hanging on the cabinet. She left today by 2:00 AM. Pretty early.. :( I thought I'm going to see her again. *sobbing*&lt;br /&gt;So, she promised she'll go to my blog.. Well, I took a picture of her. And she asked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Why are you taking a picture of me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;"I'm going to blog about it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Ohhh! What's the website?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hahaha. :") I wish I've spent much more time with you, Philippe! :)&lt;br /&gt;Heeyy, I think I'd like to play the one you're playing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;MOSHI MONSTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyniuFqG18I/AAAAAAAAAGA/fdM4pWR5Bns/s1600-h/MyBoo085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyniuFqG18I/AAAAAAAAAGA/fdM4pWR5Bns/s320/MyBoo085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416109308310378434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken on their despedida. :") She's so sweet, I wish I could hug her again. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Philippe likes Justin Bieber. :)) Yiheeeeee, I like him too.&lt;br /&gt;Tell Alexis and Ate Gwyn a "Hello" from me, aryt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thousand of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, a hundred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;massive hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;ONE BIG LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Philippe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6275856715790943396?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6275856715790943396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-believe-love-i-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6275856715790943396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6275856715790943396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-believe-love-i-see.html' title='I can’t believe the love I see.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SynitmWBObI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VNL9AzvPK7s/s72-c/MyBoo070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-632912994720678292</id><published>2009-12-14T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:41:42.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told a friendly star..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:270%;"&gt;I am doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it seems that I am. And.. still I'm hoping I'm not. How double-edged does that sounds?&lt;br /&gt;I hate exams. Well, for all the sort of learning.. we all know that most of the students do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Studying for exams"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt; "Nail down all of that bloody lessons"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.  It's not actually studying, as for our service driver have said, it's simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;MEMORIZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Bet I'm kind of good with that one. Just.. not that much. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, sorry for not blogging. I've been busy about the Investigatory Project. A lot of things has to be diversified. Blahblahblah. I think.. I'm not in the mood for blogging. But yeah, okay. I'll get this done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having severe headache. It features&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;runny nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;body pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;parched throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and last but not the least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Gee, I hope I won't be absent tomorrow.. I'll miss.. haha.. my friends. What the heck. I'm still feeling good awhile ago, in school and somehow in the service. Screw that Fourth Grader. Haha, she thinks she's a superior over Ate Wendy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Wag mainggit. Haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oopsie, heart talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NO COMMITMENT&lt;/s&gt;..   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds weird, but I'm not wearing an engagement ring anymore. Sorry. I don't even know what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the thing where you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; love each other, yet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;There's no concrete rope tying both of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's.. it's.. irrationally, maybe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INVISIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll be happy or melancholic about this thing.. It's just that things are way out of my desire.&lt;br /&gt;It has this bewildering thoughts where you'll see that when there's no compact ties between you, any other girl could just steal him. No, not steal.. because I do not.. own him.. anymore. But, I'm trusting him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;He has my heart to have and hold or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;BREAK&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I now scream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;............"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:210%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--CUT--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gee, how'd you find that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; EMOTASTIC? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This word emostatic.. Well, I saw this in Minako's shoutout in Friendster months ago. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; At least, I do credit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, Math and TLE tomorrow. I hope it'll turn out fine. TLE got much of confusing words. Math got that crazy numbers.. Well, tomorrow's gonna be CRAZY and CONFUSING. I'm sure to be messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh by the way, I love Ezekiel. Not.. the thing you're thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Oohh, she loves a new guy! Traitor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Before you could think about that, I love him for giving me that lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hershey's Mint Truffle Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. Where in the world could I buy that? Haven't seen one yet in Duty Free. BOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SycfqyrVFqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/SSOJ36quwy8/s1600-h/kisses-mint-truffle-ebay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SycfqyrVFqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/SSOJ36quwy8/s320/kisses-mint-truffle-ebay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415331896954787490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell.     *___________*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dizzy. I can throw up anytime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Lyrics of this freakin' day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ain't that app in FaceBook. I don't open my account there nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Once, I had a secret love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;That lived within the heart of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;All too soon, my secret love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Became impatient to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Because I love Mandy like that. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My secret love's no secret anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AGABEGEGUGUL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-632912994720678292?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/632912994720678292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-doomed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/632912994720678292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/632912994720678292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-doomed.html' title='I told a friendly star..'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SycfqyrVFqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/SSOJ36quwy8/s72-c/kisses-mint-truffle-ebay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-26164392472514439</id><published>2009-12-12T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:10:21.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been looking for someone like YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do you ever wish you'd come into this world at a time when people weren't so concerned about appearances?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/yes%20buttons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 151px; height: 151px;" src="http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/dadmyx/carmen_mayor_candidate/ist2_9972223-hand-and-buttons-yes-n.jpg" alt="yesorno Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes because, I'd rather be in a time where nobody cares whether you've got a messy hair, whether you're broke and love you for whoever you are.. what you've got. No one's really ugly. I've proved that to myself. And in case I forgot that everyone's beautiful, would you care to remind me? Thanks. :] Aww, I love what I've just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Had a totally ecstatic day todaaaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; One big YAY! :) Omo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I love Aldwin, Grasheng and Jed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. Oops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jesher too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jed's lil bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! I wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lengleng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Rengreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was with us. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jed's house by 11:30.. I guess. We've decided to make some parts of our Investigatory Project there. Just the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;type-ty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pe-and-voila-an-output&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; thing. But it was cooler than I've expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb-nqxWtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a6atipm5j64/s1600-h/MyBoo037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb-nqxWtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a6atipm5j64/s320/MyBoo037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342677132040914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb-nqxWtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a6atipm5j64/s1600-h/MyBoo037.jpg"&gt;     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb_Hx-W5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/LqPiQ3pSxRU/s1600-h/MyBoo031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb_Hx-W5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/LqPiQ3pSxRU/s320/MyBoo031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342685752187794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb_d1a8AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/470pw2I4c9E/s1600-h/MyBoo032.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb_d1a8AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/470pw2I4c9E/s1600-h/MyBoo032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOb_d1a8AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/470pw2I4c9E/s320/MyBoo032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342691672223746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jesher's my so.. my favorite kiddo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maniac&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;TAKE NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A maniac, in a cute and good way.&lt;br /&gt;He [referring to Jesher] kissed Grace's *toooooot*. Hahaha. And Aldwin was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Oy, Grace pinagpapalit mo na si *anoooooooo*!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha. Jesher did it to me, too! WTF. Haha. That kiddo's really cool. Jed's like so irritated by his brother. His brother was a total rebel to his older brothers. :)))))) He wasn't even listening. And even proclaiming that he beat Jed in a wrestling fight last night. Haha. Even showing off what moves he did. Jed's like nakakunot-ang-noo. But he was still laughing over Jesher's jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The side-splitting conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aldwin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Halik ka ng halik sakin Jesher!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Hindi pa nga yan naliligo eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aldwin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Hala........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Baka may AH1N1 ka.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Anong konek?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BURST OF LAUGHTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grasheng was doing some parts in our I.P that time eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? We went to the playground near Grazielle, I guess? We played and goofed around a little there while talking about random things. Like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;SUICIDE. KIDNAPPING. SALVAGING.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;and a lot more things full of woe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what we've found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOL_G9l6NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZnJXwY4qf5A/s1600-h/MyBoo039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOL_G9l6NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZnJXwY4qf5A/s320/MyBoo039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414325093346437330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOL_tLtPkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eul5fh1bNmM/s1600-h/MyBoo040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SyOL_tLtPkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eul5fh1bNmM/s320/MyBoo040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414325103606185538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I saw this, and I was like is this some part of a dog's mouth?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; WTH. Jed, Aldwin and Grasheng thought it was real creepy. :/ When we're about to go, I ask them to wait for me coz' I'll be taking a picture of it muna so I could blog about something. Then Grasheng and Jed said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Ako rin picturan ko!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Haha. While we were taking about pictures, Aldwin kept on talking that maybe it's from a murdered person and blahblah. And I was like, x_x Haha. So as we kept on going our way, when we heard a dog barked at us when we're in the middle of taking pictures of ourselves. And Aldwin YELLED somewhat girl-like. Haha. Grasheng, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;It was Grace's scream that startled me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; LMAO. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Jed&lt;/span&gt; was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt; "Ouch! Sinandwich nyo ko ni Aldwin! Sakit ng ulo ko! Waaah!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--CUT THE TALK ABOUT THAT CREEPY DOG AND MOUTH--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What else? Haha. We had chicken and soup for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;JUSKUPU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mas madami pa kumain sakin si Grasheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; GRABE. x_x Pero hindi sya nataba. Swerte mo, par. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pati si Jed. x_x Hahaha. Am'papayat na hindi nataba.&lt;br /&gt;Aldwin refused to eat lunch at Jed's house because he said he has eaten already and blahblah. Aldwin's sweeeeet! He shared some secrets. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost forgot.. that.. the tricycle driver we've rode on keeps on looking at me. x_x Jed said. That was nasty, I thought. Maybe he was only looking to the side mirror. But Jed, keeps on insisting. Haaa-haaa. :/ Eeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, we went home by 5:30. Jesher keep on asking for one last kiss from me. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;:x&lt;/span&gt; That silly boy. Haha.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblah. Rode on a tricycle. And.. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Grace and I was really afraid of crossing the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; :/ But, successfully.. we did it! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Rode a jeepney with Grace.. She have to go when it was already in TCW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(which was pretty close, she just don't like walking the side-streets or whatever you call them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ugh. There was a heavy traffic, really heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; The woman infront of me keeps on looking at me.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She definitely looks like Paolopayatot's mother.&lt;/span&gt; And she even mentioned &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;"Angel.."&lt;/span&gt; or something close to that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;FREAKED THE HELL OUT OF ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Waaaaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, went out of the jeep as fast as I can.. Crossed the street. Hmm, rode another tricycle. This time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; the tricycle driver was a lot more sinister-looking to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Wth. Here's the story.. He took a different route, the route was pretty eerie! There was no lights on, even the houses seem to look haunted. :/ Ughhh. So, my knees were shaking by that time. I brought my phone out of my pocket then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;PRETENDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to call Mom and talking like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Nasa St. Rita street po ako"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; blahblah. I think the tricycle driver fell into my trick that he got me home, safely and untouched. \:D/ Gawd, my clothes look decent naman ah. I wore tokong and a shirt lang. Tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhooo, I think I've blogged a lot. Goodbye. Goodnight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Sorry Aldwin, I've got no picture of you. :) Masyado kang mailap. 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Maybe. A bit. Exams are coming which is totally exasperating. :/ I am not really sure if I could.. go online. With those hectic schedule, Inevestigatory Project and last and probably the headmost reason of all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;DAD'S HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. So yeaaaah, he's kind of a mad dog when he gets angry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he gets angry most of the time when I'm not studying. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. It's really bad to make him angry.. Really. Haha. So? Why am I sharing stuff about Dad?! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought this book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dear John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, and it tugs me to the most of my heartstrings. I mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sparks, you're the man. :)) I would really NEED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"The Last Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"The Lucky One"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Imma drop off when I go back to Nat'l Bookstore. :)) Have no time to check out Powerbooks and FullyBooked last Sunday. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this day was fine. Except for the part when I bumped my head in the damn freaking metaaaal in the windows of our service. First, hit with a ball and now this. I really feel sorry for my brain. Ughhhh. How many brain cells die whenever I hit my head into something? It's revolting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what else to talk about? Had mass. And it was fine. :] Offered for Thanksgiving Mass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA MARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They said it was her birthday. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sx41pDtroII/AAAAAAAAAE4/3FsrWSZ42tY/s1600-h/mrs-fields-sticks-MINT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sx41pDtroII/AAAAAAAAAE4/3FsrWSZ42tY/s320/mrs-fields-sticks-MINT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412822781633732738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really want one again. I ennoble my Aunt for bringing us this one. =p~ Waaaant one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? OMO. Share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I love Ate Wendy's disclaimer introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I mean, it's so cooooool! She imagined herself marrying a cupcake. LMAO. She's so cool. Btw, she's really nice and a good story teller rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and.. I like DLA's official photgrapher. I mean, he's hot. Someone said [overheard it! :))] that he's like sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; "EEEEEW, he's not that good-looking blahblahblah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And I'm like, OKAAAAY. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.P was like, ugh.. complicated. I was reciting the spelling of encomendero.. Misspelled it because I said "encomiendero".. I suddenly let my tongue out, INVOLUNTARILY.. Charm saw it. I'm bothered because some might think I'm a disrespectful student. But, seriously.. hanging my tongue out when reciting is turning into a habit. :| Oooooh, bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thane's buying me an album! Wipeeeeeee~ So, I just feel like sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is my jersey number in PALARO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of 'em liked 18, so I just can't get to quarrel with them. I'm stuck with fifteen, and I like it. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a new nickname! Made by&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ShengSheng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grasheng or Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Lengleng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poleng or Pauline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. Guess what's my nickname? *giggling like an idiot* Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;BENGBENG&lt;/span&gt;! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Abeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Weeeeee~ I love it. Wonder if Reinna could be one of us.. The ENG-ENGs. Awww, I love it. I so like being in such craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to go. I think we have Periodical Test in Music tomorrow. :D So yeah, believe it or believe it.. I'm apparently leaving you no choice.. I'M STUDYING. :) If that really matter for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that's enough for the back to break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;B&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3279324357312206795?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3279324357312206795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-hard-to-make-conversation-when-hes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3279324357312206795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3279324357312206795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-hard-to-make-conversation-when-hes.html' title='You&apos;ve got nothing left to prove'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sx41pDtroII/AAAAAAAAAE4/3FsrWSZ42tY/s72-c/mrs-fields-sticks-MINT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1120897945316869860</id><published>2009-12-05T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:14:04.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll look on the brightside - I'm roughly six feet tall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; call it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;without&lt;/u&gt; someone to smile about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NP:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big City Dreams&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SHOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;That holds all your memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;A lifetime of crushes and your broken dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;To be anywhere but here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;But baby anywhere is away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, let me tell things I'd like to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;First,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I hate copyDOGS. You fvckin' mongrel. No copying. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I don't wanna be mean, so as early as now, stop what you're doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  You wouldn't really like to see me mad, it's too awful to see. Aryt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Like,  he/she could read this! Well, I hope he/she does. :| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I will totally hate some events in JANUARY 2010. :/ I wanna hide in some place in the world just to stay away from that big idiocy and embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Third,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I envy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Pauline Mendez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; because she got Lady GaGa as her follower in Twitter. :/ Hahaha. Peace poleng, I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Fourth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to buy Christmas gifts. :) Yes! Yes! Still saving some money, I need a big budget for my number one. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Fifth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want Lady GaGa's albums. Any of the two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fame Monster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be the best. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sixth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; there's a question bugging me since I was two, where's Santa Claus' house in North Pole? Does he really live there? Does he need another dwarf to help him pack his gifts because I wanna be one. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Seventh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I am not mad at Thalia. Someone said I am. And no, I am not. I love her, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Eight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; couldn't think of anything to write in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ninth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I still like vampires over werewolves. I just can't help but choose Jacob over Edward. But I still run with vampires. I just find werewolves hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tenth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Friendster is still a.. dissatisfaction. I'm not even opening FaceBook. :/ Tumblr and Twitter? YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleventh,&lt;/span&gt; What I wrote was a total poppycock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Friday; December 4, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had Kris Kringle. I STILL DON'T KNOW WHO GOT MY CODENAME. :/ I mean, almsot everyone knew who got their codenames.. While me? I'm still stuck and still guessing. Yeah, right. I received Marshmallows. Pretty cool, eh. Strawberry flavors. :"&gt; Sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAAH! Sir Peter substituted for T. Malou It was cool. All we did was to write-until-your-hands-get-lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot things we did this day. :/ Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yesterday; December 5, 2009; Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing special to tell. Changed Reinna's blogskin. I find it really cute, and I'm jealous. But anyway, I love my blogskin. So spacious.  &lt;a href="http://masayahinako.blogspot.com/"&gt; CLICK FOR REINNA'S BLOG.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAH! I was feeling sick this day, so sick that I made notes for TLE. :)) Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Today; December 6, 2009; Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not hearing mass, YET. Would go to Church near MOA again this afternoon. (Seriously, I don't know what's the name of that fab Church.) Will do some strolling with the family tonight. I guess it'll be in MOA. So excited to be with GIO! :"&gt; Haha. That silly kid.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made my Christmas list. There's sure a lot to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll proofread this later. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But are you brave enough to leave with me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;GAGA&lt;/span&gt; OOH &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;LALA&lt;/span&gt;. Abigöt!&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/4233123872541344381-1120897945316869860?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1120897945316869860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-look-on-brightside-im-roughly-six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1120897945316869860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1120897945316869860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-look-on-brightside-im-roughly-six.html' title='I&apos;ll look on the brightside - I&apos;m roughly six feet tall.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-8162110110106885984</id><published>2009-12-04T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:15:14.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's you and me up against the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello blogger! I miss you. And of course you readers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do the thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm your narrator of the daaaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; First things first, what happened to school yesterday. I missed my turn blogging about yesterday. So here I am to tell! Hold up if this is quite late! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday; December 3, 2009; Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cakes and balloons for Zubenel! It's her birthday! Happy birthday Zubenel! :D Trivia: Her name, Zubenelgenubi, comes from a constellation of stars! Amaaaazing. :)) Notice a thing? I'm so hype! Wonder why? PMS? I think it's cool. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E time was a real foul up. &gt;;) Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt; I really curse Tamaang tao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Should've played Larong Tinik, instead of that. Here's the story: We were the "it" in Doble Tamaang Tao that time. And I was catching my breath because they were trying to hit me.. Thane distracted me for a moment because he was running in circles the whole time we were playing and I was like laughing-while-running because of him. :)) Then all of a sudden, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Renzo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;threw the ball right at my face! And I did shouted, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Oh! Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I think Sir Ryan heard that.. Boo! Low conduct, screw RENZO! :)) Anyway, I cried. Though I really don't want to. It was an involuntary act my brain sent for my eyes to shed tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHOAAA. What did I just say?! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I was crying and laughing because Grace was making fun of me, in a good way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; said I'm still hot while trying to evade the ball. Haha. And of course, I was laughing because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Pauline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was laughing at me! Haha. &gt;:) That's meaaan! Anyway, we changed positions we were the one to throw the ball and as always.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;AKO AT SI AMPIE ANG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;DAKILANG TAGA-TAWA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SA MGA TAGAHABOL NG BOLA, NATAMAAN NG BOLA at MGA HINDI MARUNONG BUMATO NG BOLA, tulad.. NAMING DALAWA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;:)))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I forgave Renzo. But Paolopayatot, didn't! :)) BLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, my day was tiring, fun and sort of painful. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;fun was the dominant part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today; December 4, 2009; Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sort of nothing so special or weird to tell. Hmm, lil bro had his presentation in their Fairytales thingyy. I watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Under the Sea"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; presentation of Kindergartners and I was like, "Ohhhh, they're so adorableeee!" There was Mr. Krabs, and it was coolio! Mr. Squidward, too! Spongebob and Patrick weren't present and that's just too bad. There were lots and lots of mermaidssss! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Same old. Ate a lot during break. Ate a little during lunch. :)) Reinna keeps on breaking the silence, and so is my concentration, with just saying my lines to me. Like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; "You're not my friend anymore!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then she'll act like some freak sobbing, which highly and obviously fake.. Then she'll suddenly scream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTO MY FACE&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Because you're my bestfriend!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then she'll laugh hysterically. Haha. And what I say to her everytime she do that silly thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Which I also do to her, before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Mumurahin na kita mamaya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Then she'll laugh like some mental freak who sneaked out of the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I passed the Post Test in Science. :)) BOHOHO! Periodic Table still screws me. And all of those stodgy elements blaaaaaaaaaaaahblaaaaaaaaaaaah. Had Post Test in Filipino todaaaay, I think I've got so much mistakes because I really don't know some of the words to write. Especially Tulang Dyamante. Curse that. What does the wind do?! Umiihip, Nagpapalamig, _____. Can't think of anything else. Daaaam. Yep, a body of water. A dam is a body of water right? RIGHT? I hope I pass Filipino. I love that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;asignatura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friendster got a new look right now! It's green. And Pauline and I agreed that Friendster is.. Unfortunately, TRYING HARD. Tryin' to be some kind of FaceBook-like thing? :-L Yeah, screw the wider profile viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Almost forgot, Paolopayatot borrowed my Periodic Table this morning. Then, when he returned it for me to use this afternoon. I was really surprised to find that he changed my surname into _________. Many reacted and even asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Am I invited to the wedding?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"When's the wedding?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"You've got plans already?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Haha. Lmao. Sweet thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, that's it. :D I'm done being your storyteller. Enjoyed the story? Lol. Yeah, I know I suck at this. But still, I'm hot. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right &lt;u&gt;GREASE&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;POLENG&lt;/u&gt;? And &lt;u&gt;MAEDAGUL&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sing a song called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blink&gt;Tim McGraw&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigöt!&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/4233123872541344381-8162110110106885984?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/8162110110106885984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-you-and-me-up-against-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8162110110106885984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8162110110106885984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-you-and-me-up-against-world.html' title='It&apos;s you and me up against the world'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-2153255886383787331</id><published>2009-12-02T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T03:21:03.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is, indeed, a candy-coated misery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salamat sa&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; liwanag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt;. Muling magkakakulay ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ernest Dee. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;333333333333333333&lt;/span&gt; Bet you like him, too. Darrrrn, I have so many guys to like. Xian, Bieber,  Ingle, Kellan Christopher Lutz, Taylor Lautner, Shirotaaaaaa, Chace, Prokop, Ed Westwick, Zac (of course!) and tons of Japanese boys and Korean, too. And British.. I guess? BOHOHOHO! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But &lt;u&gt;no one&lt;/u&gt; beats Paolopayatot.&lt;/span&gt; :))  Anyway, I just forgot what I'd say in here. -__________- Ethernet bores me. Who'd give me any site that I'd sure be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;'active'&lt;/span&gt; to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;WHY DO PEOPLE OFTEN CHANGE Christmas to XMAS?&lt;/span&gt; Does that mean they put 'X' on Christ's Holy name? How corrupt and wrathful. Boooo! I used to do XMAS, but when I learned it's not really nice to do that I immediately stopped. BLAAAAAAH! I just want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's talk about what happened todaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Thane's been sharing a lot &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; weird things to me.&lt;/span&gt; I mean when I asked for a paper.. He high-fived me, points at me and winked at me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;LIKE A HIPPIE&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, DUH? I asked for a paper. :)) And yeah, he's been clobbering about Twilight and all the stuffs like that. I mean, why be so mean about it? I think still nice. He's been criticizing the wolves, why do they only wear shorts and they're all topless almost everytime they're in a scene.. I just laughed. I think Thane's only.. what's the right word? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GREEN-EYED&lt;/span&gt;, I bet. :)) So? Who cares? Almost EVERYONE liked that wolves were topless. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 things I hate about New Moon (film) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seth Clearwater&lt;/span&gt; wasn't there. Fck that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, last.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT DEFINITELY N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OT THE FREAKIN' LEAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, transformation from wolves to humans weren't shown. And that's bad.. Boohoo. Screw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, SPOILER HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part in New Moon, was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aro seeing Alice's prediction--Bella being a vampire. :)) Edward and Bella, running in the woods?! HECK. That was the best scene, I keep on laughing hard. Ampie agreed, too! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO YOU?&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Procrastination is the best thing to do.&lt;/span&gt; :)) Blame schoolworks. At least, I'm candid enough to proclaim that I'm one big laaaaaaaaazy lass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else could I share? I made fun with that little preschooler Jamie. :)) We have the same TEETH when we were little! Black and some missing teeth! :D Haha. I love that girl. She loves what I love. She's been laughing over me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she thinks&lt;/span&gt; that I look funny. I miss being a child. I mean, I'm still a child. But the thing is, we're way different now. We're EXPECTED to do the right thing EVERYTIME. Boo! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaaaay, so I think I've shared enough things here. Oh, waaaait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZIvgfKNNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/69ClqIzziio/s1600-h/flirtingyellow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZIvgfKNNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/69ClqIzziio/s320/flirtingyellow.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410591983343908050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture above:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I just feel like sharing this one. I made this because uh.. I've got nothing to do. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZKcn5k8KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/N6y8VTKtJ94/s1600-h/bubblesyeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZKcn5k8KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/N6y8VTKtJ94/s320/bubblesyeah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410593857939501218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture above:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I made that too! :)) Nyaaah. I love bokeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZKdZ4D5qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jpOntY3rKaY/s1600-h/tumblr_kty6ovQ0XA1qa9qrvo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZKdZ4D5qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jpOntY3rKaY/s320/tumblr_kty6ovQ0XA1qa9qrvo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410593871354914466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Picture above:&lt;/span&gt; Rak-en-rol gran! \m/ Made me miss Lola back in Bohol. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a miniature version of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A FAME MONSTER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;GAGA&lt;/span&gt; OOH LALA, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Abigöt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-2153255886383787331?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/2153255886383787331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-is-indeed-candy-coated-misery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2153255886383787331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2153255886383787331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-is-indeed-candy-coated-misery.html' title='He is, indeed, a candy-coated misery.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxZIvgfKNNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/69ClqIzziio/s72-c/flirtingyellow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-653308957788263510</id><published>2009-11-30T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:34:44.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention to stop temptation to SCREAM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boys are like &lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;! They are either vacant, occupied, out of order or full of shit. That's why they're called BOYLET! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Toilet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there! I missed a day of blogging again. Sorreh much. I was plugging away cleaning the house and my ROOM! It took me half a day just to clean my stuffs there. Well, here's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;secret:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I really didn't clean it that much. There's still a bunch of dirt and scraps in my room. And I'm too tired to clean it up."&lt;/span&gt; :/ Now tell me, that wasn't much of a LITTLE secret, huh? *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday; November 29; Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dentist; Screw it. I still have to pay -------. WAAAAAH! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I SHOULD NOT MISS DENTAL APPOINTMENTS ANYMORE!&lt;/span&gt; I promised that to myself and my mom who always makes me feel like not going to the dentist. She always do that, whenever I look at her. And she hands me the moneeeyyy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, late in the afternoon we went to fetch my Mom and Prince in the airport. :| They didn't even got tan! They brought tons of foods. And a BOHOL shirt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I think I have 4 Bohol shirts in my wardrobe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after fetching Mom we went to the Church near SMX. And yeah. Heard mass. The priest even talked about 2012. :)) Haha. I knew he watched 2012, he knows much of the details.&lt;br /&gt;We went to SMX too! :D There was a Auto-Salon Convention blahblah there. Cars were AWESOME! :&gt; I saw a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Lamborghini&lt;/span&gt; there I find it cute! :"&gt; And a car like&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;, too!&lt;br /&gt;There was General Douglas MacArthur's vintage car. And it was, COOLIO! Uh, OKAY! Cut the talk about cars. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went to MOA to eat dinner. They chose Kenny.. UGH! :"( I want&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Mang Inasal or Teriyaki Boy&lt;/span&gt;. But, okay.. it tasted good anyway. The Christmas muffins were awesome. Imma buy one when I drop by Kenny soon. =p~&lt;br /&gt;I  forgot my wallet so I can't buy the Deathnote manga 1-3. Which is just saaaaad..  I thought of buying that blahblahblah Wicca cards I saw in FullyBooked. Yipeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought me a new shirt there. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxOfI4B_29I/AAAAAAAAAEY/UreMUBPoyHE/s1600/IAMLEGEND1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxOfI4B_29I/AAAAAAAAAEY/UreMUBPoyHE/s320/IAMLEGEND1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409842552230632402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture above&lt;/span&gt;: With über cool cousin, April Joy. At SMX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today; November 30; Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't another school day! :P Haha. I so love National Holidays. Went to Greenbelt. Supposedly Trinoma. But Dad wasn't in the mood to drive that far! :)&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;. First time ko sa New Moon nun. :)) And probably, it was the 3rd time I watched 2012. We have a pirated DVD kasi sa bahay. And I watched 2012 in theaters the second time around. I can't help but get teary-eyed whenever the President of America is almost dying. Breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;New Moon was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;. Where's Seth Clearwater there?! Someone from Tumblr sent a picture of him. :"( Anyway, Taylor was like so SIZZLING HOT! Arrrrr!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I still want to bake cookies on him, for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson got that magic that everytime he smile his crooked smile, I can't help but giggle. Like, what the heck is wrong with me? :)) I dunno why. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I find him reaaaally spellbinding and I am destined to be bound with his spell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Seriously, you could laugh to what I've just said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoooooooo, I've been eating small amount of rice. :)) Di ko trip ulam na gusto ni Dad eh. :/&lt;br /&gt;I ate&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Toblerone &lt;/span&gt;todaaay. I keep on loving and loving chocolates MORE everyday. Can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School AGAIN tomorrow! :(( I dread this. We'll have post test in Science tomorrow. And that's totally sh*tt*ng the hell outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;would run away &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt; if I could,&lt;br /&gt;Abigöt.&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/4233123872541344381-653308957788263510?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/653308957788263510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/attention-to-stop-temptation-to-scream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/653308957788263510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/653308957788263510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/attention-to-stop-temptation-to-scream.html' title='Attention to stop temptation to SCREAM!'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxOfI4B_29I/AAAAAAAAAEY/UreMUBPoyHE/s72-c/IAMLEGEND1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4188855206581489959</id><published>2009-11-27T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:10:14.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never wanted you to let go of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I want is to be the girl &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;falling asleep in your arms&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;not caring about anything else in the world&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;how I feel at that moment &lt;/span&gt;while&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; I'm with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for good. Well, not really that back. Internet bores me. Since the day that Tumblarity screwed me. From 325, to 112. Now tell me, how good is that? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hola buena gente de la Tierra&lt;/span&gt;! :D I miss blogging for real. Been reaaaally timid this ELA week.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's home so quite not allowed to use the PC for a looooong time. That's bad. But, I can handle it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Chocolates and books are my companions during my leisure time and hours awaaaay from my lovable PC and laptop. &lt;/span&gt;I don't really feel witty at all these days. I'm coping up with Math and Science. Screw Periodic Table of Elements, I just can't understand some of it. :/Hah. A genius once said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL THE THINGS A PERSON SHOULD KNOW IN LIFE.. IS ALREADY LEARNED WHEN HE'S JUST IN KINDERGARTEN&lt;/span&gt;. But I guess, I'm still studying because I want to learn more. Greeeaaat. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very productive today.. A little productive. Uh, I scoured my bag. Emptied it. Trying to find my Science notebook. Didn't find any. :| UGHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I felt a sudden whim to read all my used notebooks since I was eleven. I find it funny.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; I wrote a song about a dancing flower. And, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unicorn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. All the kids stuff and that.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed when I saw how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; my penmanship was when I was a kid. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;s&gt;maybe&lt;/s&gt; up to now&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember writing my crushes names in my ol' scuzzy diary. Now, I consider I didn't have any diary when I was kid because I show it off a lot to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a picture of me when I was a kid with a scar on the face. It was from a motorcycle accident I had with my Tito and brother. I thought my scar's pretty cool, it has a unique form. I don't have that scar now, Mom treated it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Nostalgia somewhat sends tremors down in my spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently reading: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Babysitter 2 &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R.L Stine&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, R.L Stine's Goosebumps were a hit, too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo, who has Paulo Coelho's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Winner Stands Alone&lt;/span&gt;? I badly want that one. Or, Nicholas Sparks' &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Last Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I'll add that to my wishlist. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Care to buy me one this Christmas? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked up on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Monster&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lady GaGa.&lt;/span&gt; She's my idoooool. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:x &lt;/span&gt;I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paramore's visit in the Philippines is final!&lt;/span&gt; It's on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March 9, 2010!&lt;/span&gt; I think I'll be thrifty starting on Tuesday just to be there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Weekend again for students. It's Bonifacio's day on Monday. Coolio!&lt;br /&gt;Dalton would be having their Kris Kringle on Tuesday! ;)) Thinking of a codename that's quite unusual. Haha! 27 days before Christmas right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and lil bro would be coming home from Bohol tomorrow afternoon! Missed them.&lt;br /&gt;They went to my Mother's side Family Reunion. And they left us because we have to attend classes. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Denden and her family is here by the way! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Phillip, Alexis and Ate Gwyn.&lt;/span&gt; :D From Pennsylvania. I seldom talk to them. Because.. I'm shy? Haha. Yeah right, screw me. They bought me bags and perfumes. :* Sweet girls! And they're taller than me? :| Boo! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Thursday my whole service went to Samson Funerals. To visit, uh.. Kyla and Earl. Someone precious in their life just.. died. I can't talk about it here. Quite mournful issue and it's somehow concealed in their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxDZqTDM2eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rWwZR93153k/s1600/Behlat.076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxDZqTDM2eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rWwZR93153k/s320/Behlat.076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409062473163397602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture above: That's Kyla. :D I love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 5th birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And by the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Reinna Necesito&lt;/span&gt; finally decided to have a blog! :D Wipeee!&lt;br /&gt;I made it, and she did the editing stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;Visit her? &lt;a href="http://masayahinako.blogspot.com"&gt;Reinna's blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, Reinna! I love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 'Cause &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;every hello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;ends with a goodbye&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-4188855206581489959?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4188855206581489959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-never-wanted-you-to-let-go-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4188855206581489959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4188855206581489959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-never-wanted-you-to-let-go-of-me.html' title='I never wanted you to let go of me.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SxDZqTDM2eI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rWwZR93153k/s72-c/Behlat.076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-8580967777433716937</id><published>2009-11-24T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T03:29:58.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was born in the arms of imaginary friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't really see what's the reason behind every other people's success. But when it's you in triumph, you'll find every reason you might stumble upon just to say you were the right one who deserved the winning moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I right? I've been thinking about that and made a quote out of my little mind. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELA week is still on going in the High School department. :) Culminating Activity would be on Friday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;November 23; Yesterday; Monday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the day of our presentation. Okaaay. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;We were cramming up 'til the last minute in the clock. &lt;/span&gt;We weren't really organized! Cramming for the props, the make up, the costumes and everything! We were the first one to present. And it was reaaaally reaaally scary.. But a bit of excited too.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't win. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Despite the fact that most of the people there said we were great!&lt;/span&gt; I can boast here, right? Haha.. But anyway,it was still CORAL. Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coral&lt;/span&gt; means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; In Spongebob Squarepants' dictionary.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Mom said I was g&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;d in dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)) I think it was the first time she EVER said that to me. Haha. I love Mom to the bones! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin amazed me. I never saw&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; TK&lt;/span&gt; that confident. :))))) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Richnel&lt;/span&gt; was DASHING! And&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Sam&lt;/span&gt;, too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kim Frayre&lt;/span&gt; got the acting skills!&lt;br /&gt;Pasteur was good! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kristina&lt;/span&gt; was the pretty Belle. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;, my son, was totally AWESOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;Roentgen's presentation was lovely too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Vida&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sean &lt;/span&gt;were perfect! In my point of view. I mean, Vida can act. Period. And Sean, too. So them, together, they're perfect! :))&lt;br /&gt;Roentgen wins! Pasteur brought home tons of awards, too.&lt;br /&gt;Darwin and Dalton smiled their way back to their respective classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;It's not merely about winning. It's about how they give out their very best. We enjoyed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dreadful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt; part?&lt;/span&gt; We're back to normal. No more shortened schedule. And no more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You can stay here during lunch"&lt;/span&gt;.   :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 24, 2009; Today; Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;It was the Sophomores' day!&lt;/span&gt; It's their presentation.&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;Had fun having "kwentos" during Math time with T. Johna.&lt;br /&gt;Science was back to normal, too. :| The same ol' 80 minutes subject.&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;Watched sophies this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;All of them were great! Aristotle won! :D But, Mendel.. Fleming and Lamarck's presentations were jobs well done, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. Dad's home. :D I think we'll be going to Duty Free on.. Friday? Tomorrow? Or.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G'bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Half of my heart is the part of a man who's never really loved anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;blink&gt;☮&lt;/blink&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/4233123872541344381-8580967777433716937?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/8580967777433716937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-born-in-arms-of-imaginary-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8580967777433716937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8580967777433716937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-born-in-arms-of-imaginary-friends.html' title='I was born in the arms of imaginary friends'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1703307155661219495</id><published>2009-11-20T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:01:53.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was those three words that saved my life</title><content type='html'>I find my day.. WAY TOO &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;OVERRATED&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. In a nice and positive way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body's aching up to now maybe because of the Tug-of-War we played during P.E. I did exert A LOT of effort in winning. But, we lost maybe because it's all such of GIRL POWER and Thane's the only boy. Haha. Micha's the strongest! We'll put her up on the list of players in Tug-of-War when PALARO 2010 comes! &lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Yay!&lt;/s&gt; Ooops. No, I won't be happy this PALARO // Intrams. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *hides face x_x*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the chit chats with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Kathrine, Ampie, Grace, Cathleen, Pauline, CJ, Jared and Sarmie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about random things. Mostly, Jourdese! :)) Haha. We can't help but laugh on his extremely hilarious pick-up lines. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;We love ***** - Jourdese TANDEM!&lt;/span&gt; Go! Go! Go! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ng mga ka chit chat ko ang galing ko daw na story teller! :D Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;At least, I've got one thing I'm good at.&lt;/span&gt; Well, it's really good to tell stories kasi I find it diverting. It's good to see people enjoying your story. :x Yay! I love 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice today was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;/span&gt; It wasn't really good.. Got scolded by Kat-Chii. It was our fault we know.. CJ was laughing kasi because Sarmie and Maan used my legs as a pillow. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Was it really that fat that it's &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; good to sleep on?&lt;/span&gt; Well, that's an advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. I'll be watching it with my cousins. Well, Ange // Paolo don't like watching it kasi daw PANGIT! :D Haha. He hates Edward kasi like ko daw kasi si Edward. :)))))) Eh? 2012 gusto ni Ange eh. Haha. Wala nakong pera. I'm broke, but I'm happy. :D Okay, that's cocky. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IPTC tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I'm sure I won't be in the Honor roll. I ain't really expecting to be one. Bawi tayo next quarter! AJA! AWOO! AWOO! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being a Sixth Grader. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I miss Prolific. Gem ELYN! WAAAH! I miss you and Krissiaaaa. :(( And, I miss it when I get a &lt;s&gt;high&lt;/s&gt; grade in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET'S WATCH PARAMORE CONCERT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MARCH!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure about the date. But, 2010 would be the year. I hope plans would go their way!&lt;br /&gt;Wipeeeee! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said, I- l-o-v-e –y-o-u, I'm so into you boy, he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M-e-t-o o, it's obvious I'm so into you girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3 words&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;8 letters&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Say it&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;★&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1703307155661219495?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1703307155661219495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-those-three-words-that-saved-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1703307155661219495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1703307155661219495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-those-three-words-that-saved-my.html' title='It was those three words that saved my life'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-2776105336308407535</id><published>2009-11-18T03:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T03:52:23.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He calls me stupid but the truth is that I'm falling in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt; I Heart ? - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got an I heart question mark written on the back of my hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the AWESOMEST day! Or should I call it,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  my hallowed day of the month..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yet&lt;/span&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates. Yep, he gave me A LOT of those.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier.. I said to him,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't you dare give me chocolates, I'll get fatter!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Did that sound brusque?&lt;br /&gt;He answered back, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I'll still love you anyway, the fatter you become the more cuddly!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B l o o d &lt;/span&gt; r u s h e d  t o  m y  c h e e k s&lt;/span&gt;   when he said that.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SO SWEEET? :/ Haha. I'm happy. That sounds too cocky right? Pardon me for that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gave him a shirt from ArtWork. Oh, and I thank &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for that. Go to EXITS and find Thalia - My PartnerInCrime there. She's really nice. At times. Naw, I was kidding. She's really nice. To me. :D I LOVE HER. A lot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt; I so have the sugary-coated attitude today.. And I find it adorable! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really disturbed by my classmate. I mean, why does he/she have to make the small bum into a bigger one?&lt;br /&gt;Making an &lt;u&gt;attention-seeker&lt;/u&gt; scene in front of the other High School students?! Now, that's quite.. immature. For my point of view, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really wanna talk about him/her..  He/She might get real angry to me now. Which, I don't want to happen because I wanna be something more of the "UNDERSTANDING" classmate this school year. Wth. Trying to be the 'angel'.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Absurd much? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt; The Curse of Curves - CIWWAF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got the gift of one liners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you've got the curse of curves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And with this gift I compose words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the question that comes forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you perspiring from the irony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or sweating to these lyrics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What else could I tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aladdin&lt;/span&gt; play! I'm so like very nervous and a bit of dauntless at the same time. So that's really weeeeeird. The mix-up of feelings or anything like that. Ugh. I can't smile that much when I'm dancing.. It looks so fake. I'm sorry. :(( That's the thing you call, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;STAGE FRIGHT&lt;/span&gt; or might as well add..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; LOW SELF-ESTEEM&lt;/span&gt;. Hah! Foolish of me. Okay, I'll try to smile naturally. Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SAW MOMMY KISSING &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I want to buy Christmas gifts na&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;:| I hope I can by the end of November or the 1st week of December.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, Dad's coming home na. And as the sweet daughter, I'll give Dad and Mom a gift. And siblings too. Suggestions? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. My bro's pissing me. My little bro! How could he brought a 500 peso bill at school?! Oh, and he's in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;! Now you'll see how silly he could be. I think, I want to scold him. :| He's so.. show-off. To his crush! The girl he got a crush on asked for a 100 peso bill because she said she'll buy Nips to my bro.. And my bro the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; uto-uto &lt;/span&gt;character in the scene gave her one! WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the dialogue. So you get things clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro:&lt;/span&gt; "Gusto mo ng Stik-O? Bilhan kita may 500 ako"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crush nya: &lt;/span&gt;"Sige!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crush nya:&lt;/span&gt; "Pahingi ako ng 100 pesos bibili pa kasi ako ng Nips eh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro:&lt;/span&gt; "Sige! Bukas bigyan kita 200."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Jared and Renzo is in the canteen so they saw my bro and quickly ran so that they could call me. :| Yes, I thank those two a lot. Silly bro. He'll be grounded FOR SURE. :/ Heck. Show off pa kasi sa crush eh. Eh yung crush naman nya si hingi. How irrational kids could be these days? Kids are kids. *sigh* Might as well, be more patient to my bro. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walanya si Jourdese patawag tawag sa bahay. Kaboses nya si *********. Tumili ba sa phone, "Pwede po kay Abby?!" "PATURO AKO BUKAS! PATURO AKO BUKAS!" Haha. Na intriga tuloy Kuya ko. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So &lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;.. He's got me going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-2776105336308407535?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/2776105336308407535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-calls-me-stupid-but-truth-is-that-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2776105336308407535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2776105336308407535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-calls-me-stupid-but-truth-is-that-im.html' title='He calls me stupid but the truth is that I&apos;m falling in love'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1212989553169778233</id><published>2009-11-15T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T05:26:16.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I can tell that he'll be there for life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hola!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What did I miss when I skipped blogging? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Perdón!&lt;/span&gt; I didn't mean not to blog for days. I've been busy for quite awhile. Anyway, I just skipped for 2 days, aright? Or no? :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I want to blog Saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;; November 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really early, Mom said I should be or else I'm going to commute aloooooooone. Which was quite not in my plans. So, I woke up early.. Way too early.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for like 7:50? 10 minutes earlier than 8 which is the arrival time.. Or what should I call it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAAAH! &lt;/span&gt;Can't really say my day. Teacher was quite strict. Even confiscated some phones. Good thing she didn't see my phone which Micha was playing, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;/span&gt; Sarmy was like.. Haha. Whatever. :)) I can't really tell.. She's been saying a lot of weird things to me. Haha. But still, I like her. For being really lenient. Quite sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;/span&gt; Did props for the Aladdin and practiced. Yeah, pretty rigorous if I may say.&lt;br /&gt;DISMISSAL TIME! The best part of my Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Dalton was earlier than some of the sections, so I have to wait for Paolo. Did I just call him Paolo, or what?&lt;br /&gt;We walked going to the gate of Town &amp;amp; Country. I was with him, at the back. Haha. I'm ponderous when I'm with him so we're stuck at the back trying to keep up with the others. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Namely; Gem, Eden, Deinielle, Sam, Reinna, Micha and a bunch of Pasteur boys.&lt;/span&gt; Sorry for the names I missed out. I was quite not in myself with him. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Walked, walked. Saw a DEAD CAT hanging on a tree. Ewwwww. Did the men doing Air Soft there shot it dead? That's quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;To sum it all up;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The end of the day with him was a sweet thing that made me "Awwww..". I said that to him trying to make pa-cute. Haha. Fvckute much? Haha. WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm with these people in the jeepney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eHHWWbeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iOVosjKBvqs/s1600-h/Daltun.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eHHWWbeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iOVosjKBvqs/s320/Daltun.001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404282291681127906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brions! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3333333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eHiWK89I/AAAAAAAAADg/tHyEbKuUdmI/s320/Daltun.027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404282298928133074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eIHVL4tI/AAAAAAAAADo/SQwfM1GZ3CM/s1600-h/Daltun.028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eIHVL4tI/AAAAAAAAADo/SQwfM1GZ3CM/s320/Daltun.028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404282308856111826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L-R:&lt;/span&gt; Sam; Krissia; Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eHYBy93I/AAAAAAAAADY/gzRUGtZ4NtU/s1600-h/Daltun.026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eHYBy93I/AAAAAAAAADY/gzRUGtZ4NtU/s320/Daltun.026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404282296158320498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micha. She was laughing over Sam. BALIW DAW KASI! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was little crazy but I love her. :) She screamed when we got off the jeepney, "BYEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" She screamed. I asked her, "Why did you have to scream?!" She answered back, "The guy I've got a crush on waved goodbye to me!" And I was like, "Heck?" Hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Enrico's place. And yeaaaah, there was Anne and TK. Forgot to take a picture of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;Boyhunting daw sila. Unfortunately, they missed the boys.. Haha. Gabi kasi ang labasan nila. Parang multo lang eh noh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;; November 15, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard mass. :D Lani Mercado and Strike Revilla were there. And I was like, "Whoaaaaaaa. Lani's pretty." Haha. There were cars there. Got astonished to the Chev I saw there. :))&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed dishes, Mom said I HAVE TO. During lunch. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Tumblarity. :)) TUMBLR is&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Den-Den would come over. November 24 on the dot. :)) Chocolates again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING. Let's play some songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If I Was Your Vampire - Marilyn Manson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So soft and so tragic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As a slaughterhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You press the knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Against your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And say that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I love you, so much you must kill me now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;See these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_hllJ3ykI/AAAAAAAAADw/3SGQnqCR6UI/s1600-h/tumblr_ksagm8nmjO1qzzefvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_hllJ3ykI/AAAAAAAAADw/3SGQnqCR6UI/s320/tumblr_ksagm8nmjO1qzzefvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404286113612810818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bread is for you? The 4th one is for me. :) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ragdoll - Ashlee Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you gotta throw me around like a rag doll?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can toss me up, You can toss me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've be sitting back keeping quiet for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can touch me now, You can touch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_jYh4V2bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/f_fMPW5Fd0I/s1600-h/tumblr_kt2knh1Ea51qzjefho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_jYh4V2bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/f_fMPW5Fd0I/s320/tumblr_kt2knh1Ea51qzjefho1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288088418933170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Left:&lt;/span&gt; I’m a DIVA. Diva. DEEEVAAAH! DIVA! diva! *different pitches*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Right:&lt;/span&gt; *Listening to Party in The USA* I think I’m a skank now. :-O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bottom Left:&lt;/span&gt; *Listening to NKVP’s Someday* Chos. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bottom Right:&lt;/span&gt; *nakikinig sa jinggle ng Beam Toothpaste* B-E-A-M MEANS SMILE..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_kAe1OXXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/iYOJmxMuw_c/s1600-h/tumblr_kt15pvqeDr1qzwdtho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_kAe1OXXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/iYOJmxMuw_c/s320/tumblr_kt15pvqeDr1qzwdtho1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288774795320690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sure did changed a lot. :"&gt; Only hotter! Haha. Taylorrrrr, why do you have to be so hot? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored to death. I need to wave goodbye now! *waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;blink&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt; are fading away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1212989553169778233?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1212989553169778233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-can-tell-that-hell-be-there-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1212989553169778233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1212989553169778233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-can-tell-that-hell-be-there-for.html' title='And I can tell that he&apos;ll be there for life'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv_eHHWWbeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iOVosjKBvqs/s72-c/Daltun.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-8118123660045504007</id><published>2009-11-13T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T03:51:45.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart keeps callin' and I keep on fallin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; want for Christmas is my two front teeth!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got real engrossed with my service's Songs For Christmas. :) I dunno why Mang Boy likes to play his ol' tape for Christmas.. it's like 43 or 42 or 41 days before Christmas. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;FEEL THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SPIRIT OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! That's a WIPEEEEE! Lol. I'm so like juvenile today.. What's wrong with me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's still a red flag day.&lt;/span&gt; Darn. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun in school today, but still.. I've got the fickle sense. Due to.. red flag. HEAVY FLOW! Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Jared, the fun guy in our room, keeps on calling me ARA MINA! WTF! Haha. Just for fun.. I guess? I find it &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;convivial and &lt;blink&gt;humiliating&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. Pft. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I ate 6 pcs. of TJ Hotdog Balls for Break today.. And lunch, nothing. But I ate my 'supposedly' lunch during CLVE time. T. Malou was late that's why. :D MENUDOOOO! Yumm. =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Any tips of getting any slimmer in 2 weeks besides liposuction and not eating for days?&lt;/span&gt; Any tips? I'm really &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; into Mom's capsule thingyy. It'll make you go to the C.R every now and then doing some crap thing. At first, I find it cool.. but WTH Mom's expression was like, "ewwwwwww". You don't get me? Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now Chatting:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Joyce Anne.&lt;/span&gt; :D She's telling me about webkinz.com Anyone who knows that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service today was like total absurdity. We were actually teasing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Andrei&lt;/span&gt; to the girl he likes. And LMFAO. Haha. The next target was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lara&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamila&lt;/span&gt; then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EJ&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;. It was like a funhouse.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about random things, mostly about CRUSHES. Those deadly crushes! Eee. Haha. Andrei is so gross. =)) Gamit yung straw, mag cchew siya ng paper sa bibig then i-susumpit nya. Kung sumpit man ang tawag dun, edi magaling ako. :P Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY EJ! :D Magpapakain sya.. Punta daw ako eh.. Kilala naman daw ako ng mga Chua. Wenkz. Nu kea yun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, would be a blast. I HOPE SO! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait, see this!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv1C1W45E7I/AAAAAAAAADI/8Vv5UUfHRmE/s1600-h/tumblr_ksw0b38TDu1qa5frdo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 355px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv1C1W45E7I/AAAAAAAAADI/8Vv5UUfHRmE/s320/tumblr_ksw0b38TDu1qa5frdo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403548612359164850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this at tumblr and find it really morbid. Haha. Thalia's a Cinderella for their play. *share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv0-7v_9ZBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mI1-IHARYaY/s1600-h/tumblr_kswc5llnQy1qzgjj8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv0-7v_9ZBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mI1-IHARYaY/s320/tumblr_kswc5llnQy1qzgjj8o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403544324132398098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sosyal na tawag sa TAHO! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fave picture with Reinna and Polin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv0-8dzrUPI/AAAAAAAAADA/WBJTnlA6Cvg/s1600-h/LittleMiss161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv0-8dzrUPI/AAAAAAAAADA/WBJTnlA6Cvg/s320/LittleMiss161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403544336428912882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want anything that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Chanel&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buy me one?&lt;/span&gt; :) I'd be your slave if you would! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;KATY PERRY ROCKS FOR RELIEF.&lt;/span&gt; \m/ She's so hooooooooooot. Sizzling hot! :* Arrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna use your love&lt;br /&gt;tonight, tonight, tonight. tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-Use your Love; Katy Perry!&lt;/span&gt; I love you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway highway, let's all watch 2012 in theaters.. Okay? :) I hope I can watch it. New Moon would be a hit, too. Why did Adam Lambert's pictures showed up when I asked for 2012 in Photobucket!? Wth. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i681.photobucket.com/albums/vv178/homkorn/2012_poster-3.jpg" alt="2012_2 Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I only love you with days ending in Y,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&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/4233123872541344381-8118123660045504007?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/8118123660045504007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-heart-keeps-callin-and-i-keep-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8118123660045504007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8118123660045504007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-heart-keeps-callin-and-i-keep-on.html' title='My heart keeps callin&apos; and I keep on fallin&apos;'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/Sv1C1W45E7I/AAAAAAAAADI/8Vv5UUfHRmE/s72-c/tumblr_ksw0b38TDu1qa5frdo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3624225871344520548</id><published>2009-11-11T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:35:22.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to tabbed browsing.</title><content type='html'>This is one of the most double whammy days ever that happened to my life at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;N A T A G U S A N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Tanong mo sakin, "Eh bat ka &lt;s&gt;proud&lt;/s&gt;?" Haha. Share lang. Charm made me feel better. Wipeeeeee~ Thanks to her. And Micha, too! :D Wala daw eh.. Pero meron talaga. Di ata nila nakita. BUTI NAMAN! X_X Waaaaah. Sana wala nakapansin. Di ko mapapatawad sarili ko. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba namang kwento.. I bought November ish of Candy na. Actually, last Monday pa. :| But I was lazy. So timid. Haha. I'm trying to complete a year kasi ng Candy at hindi ko magawa gawa. I've tried Meg.. Di kasi ako mahilig gumala eh. HINDI DAW?! Nyak. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG! Here's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Seth Clearwater &lt;/span&gt;of New Moon movie looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvqbjdgAxhI/AAAAAAAAACg/1HwDgzt11j8/s1600-h/tumblr_ksverzKteF1qzpjcwo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvqbjdgAxhI/AAAAAAAAACg/1HwDgzt11j8/s320/tumblr_ksverzKteF1qzpjcwo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402801736500954642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is he so hot, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He's so hot I wanna bake cookies on him.&lt;/span&gt; :)) Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lol. I'm eating PENOY right now! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvqdgCDolJI/AAAAAAAAACo/QVY8jTT12YY/s1600-h/LittleMiss016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvqdgCDolJI/AAAAAAAAACo/QVY8jTT12YY/s320/LittleMiss016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402803876617819282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penoy yan&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,  I guess I want to watch REINCARNATION and SmallVille both showing in Studio 23. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALA NAKO MASABI.&lt;br /&gt;BANGAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3624225871344520548?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3624225871344520548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-tabbed-browsing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3624225871344520548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3624225871344520548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-tabbed-browsing.html' title='Welcome to tabbed browsing.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvqbjdgAxhI/AAAAAAAAACg/1HwDgzt11j8/s72-c/tumblr_ksverzKteF1qzpjcwo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-306458239234817172</id><published>2009-11-07T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:28:46.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want to be alone tonight, On this planet they call earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Désolé personnes.&lt;/span&gt; I mean, sorry people. :| I haven't blog for ages. Really sorry, Mom's kinda giving me the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Healing"&lt;/span&gt;. She's acting weird whenever I use computer too much. That's bad.. She says that Computers are one of the most stupid gadgets that corrupts my very unlikely lovely brain. And all I can say to Mom, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Uh, okay.. Whatever."&lt;/span&gt; Haha. She hates me when I do that. What more could I say to her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;almost-an-hour-long speech&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about what happened during the past few days. Just let me blog about, yesterday. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Yesterday;&lt;/span&gt; Saturday; October 7, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best days I've ever had with my class, Dalton. No, almost every single day with them was always full of gaiety. But yesterday was like doozy. Very doozy. DOOZY means &lt;span class="style2"&gt;Something outstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; We practiced, "JH" I don't know if we're allowed to say it, but anyway.. Dancing with Dalton was really fun! :D Everyone's laughing to the way they dance. &lt;u&gt;Mirro&lt;/u&gt; is a great dancer! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agree, Pauline?&lt;/span&gt; :) Jourdese too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughing hysterically*&lt;/span&gt; I really don't dance that good, but during the General Practice and the Play proper I'll give out my very best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; After the practice, that took the whole day, we stayed in the school grounds.. waiting for Kat Chii's CR-V. *lol I hope she doesn't really mind me always hopping in for a ride with them. By 4:30 something, the car is still out of sight so I decided to make chitchats with Reinna, Pauline, Alleine and Amos. Reinna and Pauline have to go home earlier than me. So I was left with Alleine and Amos. We were talking about a humorous but somewhat serious type of matter. The two Radas are really fun to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; After about an hour the car arrived and we were the only one in the school. Namely, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Charm; Zubenel; Grazielle; Kat Chii; Ampie; Amos; Alleine; and Me;&lt;/span&gt; I waved goodbye to Amos and Alleine who decided to go home too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; The moment I went home, I was feeling very dizzy. So I went to my room, changed clothes, watched television.. Which made my headache worse. My left ear hurts too that day. Must be some kind of internal bleeding. Hah! That's what I get for sticking Q-tips // cottonbuds in my ears. Wah! It's hurts a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; Unconsciously, I slept for about 3 hours; 7:00 p.m to 10:00 p.m.. When I woke up, my headache was still the same plus I had, 39 degree Celsius fever. Was really not in the mood to use the computer but I still gave it a try since I can't go back to sleep anymore. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I opened the computer; FOR THE SAKE OF PLURK and TUMBLR.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Mom scolded me again. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; Oh and, I hate myself for being sick.. My sibs went to Star City. While me, I was stuck in the house all night because of being under-the-weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today;&lt;/span&gt; Sunday; October 8, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; Unable to hear mass today. :| Still have fever, unstable fever. And my ear still hurts A LOT! :/ Heck. Lost my appetite but my Mom texted me that I should chow down even a two spoonful of food.. So I was forced. I ate Chao Fan. :)) Only a little, then took medicines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; Mom went to Tagaytay, too bad I can't go with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; Oh and a cousin of mine is here, Lea. I hope I could meet her today. She's in the other house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I changed my blog skin. I think I've got stuck up with my previous blogskin for a month.&lt;br /&gt;But that skin, was&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; awesomest.&lt;/span&gt; If such word is in the dictionary, then it's accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boring day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna share a few pictures;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/photography/818.png" alt="MySpace Photography at CharmRoyal.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;I want to dedicate the picture to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"best" &lt;/span&gt;friend of mine.. So yeah, it would be nice for her to move on. I love her so much that it kind of hurts me to see her that way. Even though, she doesn't really put on show her feelings. I know her too well, and.. she's really very unhappy. That's bad. I hope you'd be happy, the way that you used to be before you met &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;guy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;It's not the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;Open up your eyes. I hope you'd see that every one of us have a break-up story. And.. the world won't stop spinning for that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;To sum it all up; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I just want you to move on. I love you, girl. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p165/charmroyal/graphics/photography/858.jpg" alt="MySpace Photography at CharmRoyal.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate the picture above to no one. I just thought it looks so cute.&lt;br /&gt;And reminds us, to be contented to what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; just &lt;/span&gt;want &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;where &lt;/span&gt;you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="nickname" style="line-height: 0px; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&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/4233123872541344381-306458239234817172?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/306458239234817172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-want-to-be-alone-tonight-on-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/306458239234817172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/306458239234817172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-want-to-be-alone-tonight-on-this.html' title='Don&apos;t want to be alone tonight, On this planet they call earth.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5699824246060626637</id><published>2009-11-03T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:53:00.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's just forget the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Now Chatting:&lt;/span&gt; With&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Armae&lt;/span&gt;. {Ang sweet ng knkwento nya eh. Bat ba. Sneshare ko.}; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Poleng&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parang eskwelahan din ang buhay e. Marami kang pag-aaralan, pero hindi naman lahat 'yon e importante at kailangan mong matutunan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Bob Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May napansin ka? Oohh. Pansin mo yung parang idolong idolo ko si Bob Ong? Oo, idol ko sya.. At, alagad nya ako. Haha. Drama ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;___________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I was thinking if I'm gonna share you a picture. Oh well, okay. I'll share a link first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbAppj00nZo&amp;amp;feature=fvst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch that! Banned New Moon trailer. I really ROFLMAO while watching this. Hecccck. Haha! It made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvAM9tK3Q5I/AAAAAAAAACY/1vxfCi4NRH8/s1600-h/KABALBALAN+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvAM9tK3Q5I/AAAAAAAAACY/1vxfCi4NRH8/s320/KABALBALAN+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399830207453938578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I know I suck there.&lt;/span&gt; BUT, LOOK INTO MY EYES! It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;blueeeee&lt;/span&gt;!  I didn't edit the eyes. Just text and the box and all that stuff. Not the color. The shirt was supposedly a BLACK one. NYAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I missed blogging.. like 5 days? 6 days? A week? Or whatever. I'm sorry. Been busy during the LONG WEEKEND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;heck, wasn't sembreak. :|&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,  I suck at Tumblr too. WHY WON'T YOU FOLLOW ME THERE?! =))&lt;br /&gt;Hm, what else? Done with exams.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; I PASSED SCIENCE! &lt;/span&gt;Let me share you that one big happy fact! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;CELEBRATE!&lt;/span&gt; I thought I'm going to fail.. Oh and yes, it was not a 75% grade. Much higher than that, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I PASSED MATH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's another happy fact. Was so happy. But disappointed because I should've higher grade if I just reviewed the signs on some equations. :-/ Makes me punch myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*punch!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I hope I pass Social Studies.. Nyaha. 20% of my answers there were threatening GUESSES. :-@ How could I answer those questions, I didn't read any of it in the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Conscience of Abegail talking to herself:&lt;/span&gt; Aww, c'mon Abby! You DID NOT even read a single word in the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Abby to conscience:&lt;/span&gt; I DID READ! Some of it. Nyaha. But I still blame the book. Nah, I was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess the date tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;. Happy Second &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ate Wendy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kuya Enzo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;mananakot&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang. Hhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ayoko sa taong ako na nga mismo yung nagbibigay ng advice, siya pa yung parang ewan na umaayaw. Edi wag. Kung stngn mo wlang kwenta, ayos lang. :D AYOS NA AYOS LANG.&lt;br /&gt;Madaming tao na mas gusto ako kausap eh. And I appreciate them for that.. Hndi katulad mo. NYAHAHA. Kamusta naman mang-away ba. :| :))&lt;br /&gt;I don't like people na hnd appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;I gotta go and have a good night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L♥VE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ABBY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-5699824246060626637?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5699824246060626637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-chatting-with-armae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5699824246060626637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5699824246060626637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-chatting-with-armae.html' title='Let&apos;s just forget the world.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SvAM9tK3Q5I/AAAAAAAAACY/1vxfCi4NRH8/s72-c/KABALBALAN+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1070651104805803448</id><published>2009-10-29T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:14:17.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoaaaaa. Nakakahiya talaga ako. :)) Nag-groupmessage kasi ako.. "Your love is the best sound.. I've ever heard". It turned out to be na "Your laugh is the best sound.. I've ever heard." Eeeeek. Nakakahiya. Pero ayos lang. Haha. Lako care mehn. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa mga taong &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;di nagpaparamdam&lt;/span&gt; sa kanilang mga kaibigan e mabuting &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;patayin nalang&lt;/span&gt; namin kayo para magparamdam kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;-Bob Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP at Filipino bukas.&lt;br /&gt;Nakakadugo ng utak nanaman. Dumugo na nga utak ko kanina sa Agham eh. Agham nga ba yung Science?&lt;br /&gt;Nag aaway sila Kuya eh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya SJ: "[insert bad word here], Siyensiya ang tagalog ng Science eh.&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Kent: "Tignan mo pa sa dictionary eh."&lt;br /&gt;Ako: "Agham din kaya sabi sakin."&lt;br /&gt;Kuya SJ: "Isa ka pa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. O dba. Napaka-big deal naman ng tagalog ng Science samin. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami akong mali sa Science. Oo, madaming madami. Ramdam ko na.&lt;br /&gt;May bumubulong na sa tenga ko na, "Bagsak ka sa Science. Bagsak ka. Bagsak kaaaaaaa!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Eff. Haha. Nkakadugo kaya ng utak. Hindi ako nag aral sa machine machine blahblah eh.&lt;br /&gt;Kasalanan ko, alam ko. Wag mo na ipagduldulan sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na si Mommy. :(&lt;br /&gt;As in, yung totoong Mommy ko talaga ha?&lt;br /&gt;Wala kce sya eh. Kamiss. La akong mahingian ng moneeey. :)) Joke lang.&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko lang talaga mga utos nya sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, tntamad na ako.. Di masyadong halata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1070651104805803448?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1070651104805803448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/whoaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1070651104805803448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1070651104805803448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/whoaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1193660596288264731</id><published>2009-10-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T04:45:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So wrong, it's right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; saying that I am&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; in love&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;saying that lately, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;he’s all I think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough. :) Remember what I have blogged about? My back is turned on love. =D So yeah, read the quote it says everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crazy Math, how come you have a lot of problems? I bet if you were human, you'd probably commit suicide right now for having so much problems to deal with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Quoted from &lt;a href="http://www.screamingxxstars.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Wendy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; almost &lt;/span&gt;as easy as pie. Almost. Because.. I think I've got a lot of mistakes because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;carelessness&lt;/span&gt;. But I dunno why I feel like it was chicken.. Maybe because it was a lot easier than the previous test we've got during 1st Quarterly exams. Eh? Ang gulo ko kausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical Arts // TLE exams is worthy of being cursed by me. :| Eeeek, it was crucial. I guess the exam in TLE is the one to be blamed for my 'tummy ache'. I hope I won't fail or else, Mom will surely ground me.. on everything. Cellphone, laptop, PC, PSP, DS, iPod, even mp4. Heck no!&lt;br /&gt;Please Lord, let me pass that one and Math, too.. I'm bothered on how my grades would fall this quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science, Health and Computer tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science is upsetting. Too many formulaaaas. :| And, memorization.. Unfortunately, isn't one of my skills. Waaaaah. x_x&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pressure. I need to strain and pump my mind at my very wit's ends. Let me pass. Let me pass. Let me pass.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me? Prayer is always the best weapon. BUT! Remember, Nasa tao ang gawa.. Nasa Diyos ang awa. ;) Taglish much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corned Tuna.&lt;/span&gt; :)) Century Tuna brand. I haven't tasted San Marino, yet.&lt;br /&gt;It tastes delish.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah, makes me hungry. It's 1:25 and I'm still not eating.&lt;br /&gt;I think Corned Tuna will be my LATE lunch today. I hope, so. Chili one, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:P I've made Tumblr account na! Though I'm kind of noob there. :) I think it's nice. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna go? Follow me. I know you love me. XOXO, gossip girl. :)) Wenks. I was kidding there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iscreamforcherries.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://iscreamforcherries.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surpriseeeed. o_o Knocked me.. down. I'm the present leader of Rawr! Society?! Eh? How can I pass to that? I'm sort of inactive in FTALK eh. So yeah, I wanna give my throne to the others. I call it THRONE, and so what? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma edit this later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;So yeah.. I'm loving True Blood [TV Series] a lot now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeehoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I hope I'll pass Science, Computer and Health tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I need to pass it, desperately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hmm.. I ate ice cream again today. Mom buying ice cream is becoming more and more often. I wonder why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mom's going to the province tomorrow. She'll be there until.. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And Tita will be staying with us while she's far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Erm, what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;SOMEONE CHANGED. And that someone, was pretty close to my heart before? I dunno. Maybe up to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'll hope she'll/he'll notice how unimaginable [or probably, the right word is, HORRIBLE]  he/she is turning into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;WEEEENKS. So yeah, uh.. pretty tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm noob on Tumblr. &lt;/span&gt;AWWW. I suck, and that's bad. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I'm fallin.. I think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;superscript&gt;&lt;superscript&gt;My heart is&lt;/superscript&gt;&lt;/superscript&gt; &lt;subscript&gt;racing.&lt;/subscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;idon'tknowwhybuti'mthinkingi'mfallingforyoudroppingsoquickly&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/4233123872541344381-1193660596288264731?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1193660596288264731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-wrong-its-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1193660596288264731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1193660596288264731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-wrong-its-right.html' title='So wrong, it&apos;s right.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1135359770688326063</id><published>2009-10-27T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:56:17.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I still hold your vision in my mind.</title><content type='html'>Blaaaaaaah. This day was a mess, good thing I've keep track on things and I've had it pretty cleaned up. Just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaaaaaaah. I love Sophia. Yes, my since-Nursery-bestfriend has FINALLY read my blog. And she was like, "ASTEEEEEEEEEG!" And I replied, "/:) Astig ba yun?" Haha. I ♥ her to death. She's my moonlight. Need explanation? She's my moonlight in my darkest days. Insanely speaking, I know why I kept talking about her here. Because, I just love her. And.. I'm just sharing you. Since, no one in this house is a good listener for all my insane doings. I just shut my mouth, but silently story telling you, readers, my stories. :&gt; Yeeeeee. I love you, yes YOU! Because you have the guts and patience to read this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaaaaaaah. Penge naman ako nyan - RC. Haha. I certainly wish I'm Maja. Or Bianca Gonzales. Because, Kim Bum complimented Bianca the prettiest in E! Live. Er, even Jerry Yan. Was it Jerry Yan? Or whateverrrr. Blaaaah. Like I could be her. Dream on, bitch. :)) Bitch is a mean word. And so am I. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I AM MEAN! Be afraid!&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math and TLE tomorrow. Total abhorrence. I hate those two. No, not the teachers 'kay? Don't get me wrong.. it's the lessons. I'm screwed. o_o Lord, I love you.. Guide me please? Pray for me, reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BES! :P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Simpsons. Glee. Gossip Girl. And.. 90210. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: left;"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 50px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://img1.tvloop.com/img/showpics/6b/27/t33d506370000_1_25373.jpg" alt="t33d506370000_1_25373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 51); padding-right: 3px;"&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;Homer: What's the meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;God:   Homer, I can't tell you that.  You'll find out when you die.&lt;br /&gt;Homer: I can't wait that long!&lt;br /&gt;God:   You can't wait six months?&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 51); padding-left: 3px;"&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For [insert word here]'s &lt;insert&gt; sake, get a life Abby.&lt;br /&gt;Would you mind? I'm talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Eh? I'm a horrible person to talk to. BLAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.. Stay..,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1135359770688326063?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1135359770688326063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-still-hold-your-vision-in-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1135359770688326063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1135359770688326063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-still-hold-your-vision-in-my-mind.html' title='I still hold your vision in my mind.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1254584221416078703</id><published>2009-10-26T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T03:28:06.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With her little funny eyes of hazel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah.. I sorta wanna say something to **************.&lt;br /&gt;Don't even count the darn asterisks, it's unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for not crediting too much. Okay? Goodluck naman skn kung mababasa mo 'to dba.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.. I don't hate you. Just irritated. Was that better? Cooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;again. :( I swear. It was so fun. Hecccck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Notebook&lt;/span&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;And.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/span&gt;. Heehee. :x I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I'm now studying. Believe it or believe it. You've got no choice. Lols. Haha. Okay. CLVE and ELA tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Creeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't rain on my parade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1254584221416078703?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1254584221416078703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/with-her-little-funny-eyes-of-hazel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1254584221416078703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1254584221416078703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/with-her-little-funny-eyes-of-hazel.html' title='With her little funny eyes of hazel'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1720659491176245347</id><published>2009-10-25T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T06:28:13.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret love, my escape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt; Anywhere But Here - Mayday Parade. \m/ It rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that the "Fonts" formatting blahblah in Blogger was.. gone. :o Heck, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Waaah. Bglang bumalik yung fonts blahblah? :| May multo sa blogger. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating my blog for like.. 4 days or what? So yeah, been busy with family activities. And I somewhat hate me for that because as what Mom have said a few hours ago, I should be busy with studies right now because on Tuesday, October 27 would be our 2nd quarterly exams. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*punches self.. ouch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot everything that happened last &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Memory's too low. Mine was like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;500 MB memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Wait. I think I remembered a few. Greeted T. Tessa because it was her birthday. :) Just showed a card and all that. She even noticed my letter for her written there. She's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the most fascinating of all.. they announced that very day that there won't be Saturday classes anymore! Yipeeeee! I was so happy for myself. Been stressed. EYEBAGS ALERT! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Was awesome. Shortened schedule of classes but still had the same time exactly as I usually arrives at home because we had fun during Agape. Some cried, but I did not. :))&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because Joshua Herno and CJ was sitting beside me. So as, Pauline and Reinna. They were somewhat laughing or giggling. I joined in.&lt;br /&gt;They played a song through Kat-chii's laptop..&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What's that song?" &lt;/span&gt;And no matter how unsophisticated that question maybe, it was nice of CJ to humbly answer, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hillsong yan." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got astonished for a moment, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whoaaa. Hillsong's known as one of the greatest Christian bands in the world, db? Anung kanta yan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ answered, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Here I am to Worship" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were singing and all that. Aaaah, makes me holy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Eli said goodbye to me that very day. *sobs* But I hope I can see him on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be thankful if I'll have just one conversation with him.&lt;br /&gt;He was one of the greatest advisers, ever. And he was sedative to me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'll miss his crazy antics, that's for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt; I watched One Time parody on Youtube this day. I was ROFLMFAO when I was watching it.&lt;br /&gt;The one with, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I've got the flu. No.. you've got the swine.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ccidentally clicked it but then gave in and watched it.&lt;br /&gt;You might as well watch that on Youtube. I find it sick and hilarious. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with my &lt;u&gt;c&lt;/u&gt;razy &lt;u&gt;c&lt;/u&gt;ranky &lt;u&gt;c&lt;/u&gt;ousins. 3 c's right? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;We are RJA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rizz, Joy, and Abby. &lt;/span&gt;I kind of thought about Red Jumpsuit Apparatus when I came upon our initials.&lt;br /&gt;Fetched my Auntie and her husband at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;With Tracy, too. Uncle Philip's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pamangkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Duty Free. Yohooo! Chocolatessss.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Havs there. Unfortunately I was unable to buy because I bought a lot of chocolates, jellybeans and etc. o_o&lt;br /&gt;I was too shy to ask for a pair of Havs or Sanük. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, helped out Aunt in organizing their house.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt was telling me that I could go there in New York during Autumn, because she said it was really nice to celebrate Thanksgiving with her. Whew, turkeys! Autumn's nice.&lt;br /&gt;It would be too obnoxious if I'll say "I don't wanna go to the other side of the world"&lt;br /&gt;I really want to. Aah, I wish Mom and Dad would let me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt; House blessing. Weeee. New house at our neighboring subdivision. Great.&lt;br /&gt;BlahBlahBlah.&lt;br /&gt;Had some bonding moments with family again.&lt;br /&gt;May lechon! :)) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Lechon/Roasted pig&lt;/span&gt; wasn't really my fave but I gave it a try.. I ate some and it was good. Just good. :))&lt;br /&gt;Eh? I miss Figaro. Aunt treated me a Moist Chocolate Cake there. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;Aunt made a pasta. I don't know what is it called. But it was the most delish pasta she made, ever. Even better than those I've tasted in fancy restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Could I play a little bit of drama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing friends are always there.&lt;br /&gt;Waaaah. I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sophia Bethinna Baptisma Salen&lt;/span&gt; to death.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her sermons. I can't even keep in touch with her most of the times.. Bored ako sa pagttext. Grabe. Tntmad na ako magtext.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I MISS YOU BES!&lt;/span&gt; Hope you could read this. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ||&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Word of the week:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(I mean last week.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SCUTTLEBUTT!&lt;/span&gt; &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;heartless&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Abby. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="user"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="url" href="http://answers.yahoo.com/my/profile;_ylt=ArOQvzTVWzCkZYJcAUogWwds.Bd.;_ylv=3?show=bs7qDvQxaa"&gt;&lt;span class="fn" title=".X. ★ RoCKSTaR MeNTaLLiTy ★ .X."&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1720659491176245347?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1720659491176245347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-love-my-escape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1720659491176245347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1720659491176245347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-love-my-escape.html' title='Secret love, my escape.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1534802965458557534</id><published>2009-10-21T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:57:27.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause one second it was perfect, now you’re halfway out the door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;He asked me, "What's wrong?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I answered back, "Everything.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Back up, baby, back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYTHING IS WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the sense, that things won't go my way. And my foolish brain keeps on telling me that everything went too awry.. And it blinds me from seeing that everything's right and I'm the one to condemn. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Now, that's too emo-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he was angry, at me. I knew, but he won't tell. He will say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"You've done nothing wrong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I muttered under my breath, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Oh yes, I've done SOMETHING wrong. If not something.. then maybe everything.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold blue in guilt. I knew he felt sad when I was unable to accompany him in the locker.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was practicing for a dance. And he saw that. And he understands, I guess.. But it still makes me guilty. Cause I saw his face, despondent. Way too despondent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was able to make my day fun. With Mr. Sunshine, Mrs. Rainbow-y, and singing blue birds. Lol. :)) I didn't get what I just typed in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practiced for the dance. And I was again, the STEEL dancer. I'm a bad dancer! I swear. It was never -- well, not so much of NEVER because I dance a lot when I was in Grade 4. But it ended. I've changed. I can't dance.&lt;br /&gt;You could just make me sing, but I'm not that excellent in that part too.&lt;br /&gt;So, you could just yell at me "Stay at the corner, bastard!" Bastard is a mean word. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay. I ate a lot. Today. Maybe because I don't care. I was carefree again today. Lol. And I guess it's not that bad. I mean.. Beauty is in different sizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. TLE again tomorrow. Not yet done with the plates. :| How could I do that silly thing?! Laziness always reigns against me. Blame my laziness. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our Periodical // Quarterly exams in Music, just today. And it was sort of crucial in my part because I didn't have much time to study. Hope I won't get a failing grade.. Yeah, if I fail.. that would be my first time in my whole life ever to fail Music.&lt;br /&gt;Um, PE tomorrow! We'll play Volleyball. I don't really like volleyball that much.. I get pretty much terrified with the "flying ball". Lol. I wasn't really much of an athletic person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Not all seemingly happy people are happy indeed. Sometimes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;when the party is over&lt;/span&gt;, some just sit alone and &lt;u&gt;quietly&lt;/u&gt; bleed inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Get the point? I knew each one of us felt that once. Maybe, not just once. But a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOK! I've seen this quote, it was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An inspiring fact to bear in mind: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt; may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;teach us to inhale oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide&lt;br /&gt;or to love a friend and forgive an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But it gives us every reason to hope that every problem has a solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. This is one bittersweet kinda day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cuts &lt;/span&gt;me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;core&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1534802965458557534?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1534802965458557534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/cause-one-second-it-was-perfect-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1534802965458557534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1534802965458557534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/cause-one-second-it-was-perfect-now.html' title='Cause one second it was perfect, now you’re halfway out the door'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1511854653704510581</id><published>2009-10-18T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T06:29:36.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be weak, 'cause I know you'll be strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, I know it's way too early to blog. But I can always edit this post anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna share you things I've done today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot. I haven't blogged about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Two words.. It was all &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;PLAIN CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt; Crazy in the sense of I was really carefree. I dance. I sweat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;! But yeah, it was all part of the crazy scene. :D Okay. That was sorta elusive. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blink&gt;TODAY:&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;/blink&gt; I was really too damn lazy to make my plates and the answer sheet in TLE or Technology Livelihood Education. OHA! Haha. The heccccck. I'm being kittenish today.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I have a cup of ice cream right at my side and a soda. Lol. Mom's really nice today. =D&lt;br /&gt;Almost a week before my Tita arrives here in Phil. Looking forward to that day of chocolatessss! You get what I mean, right? Or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I watched Hilary Duff's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;'With Love'&lt;/span&gt; music video. And KELLAN LUTZ a.k.a Emmett Cullen was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 257px;" src="http://i404.photobucket.com/albums/pp128/Mionne02/Kellan%20Lutz/1.jpg" alt="Kellan Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the video was really funny, for me, though. It was obviously for Hilary's perfume. :D Gah, makes me buy one. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 232px;" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa107/iRavvk/Celebrities/Hilary%20Duff/Hilary.jpg" alt="With love - Hilary Duff Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Taylor Swift (Yes, official music video is out!) Thanks to Gem Elyn V. Closa for telling me so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now Watching and Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; Aly &amp;amp; AJ - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Like Whoa&lt;/span&gt; (Official Music Video.) This was like a 2008 song. But then, it was my first time ever to listen to this nice song. Believe me, its nice.&lt;br /&gt;To my picture below credits to: Photobucket. They seemed to be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a lot&lt;/span&gt; more younger in the video than the picture below. ;) I wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 315px;" src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd160/ThatsCute95/aly-aj-michalka-awearness-091.jpg" alt="ALYANDAJ;BG - GIVECREDIT - Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So now, surfing for Plain White T's - 1,2,3,4. This song rocks. But, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey There Delilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the best. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Lemme keep talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm listening to Natural Disaster by Plain White T's again.&lt;br /&gt;Blaaah. I love them! Esp. DAVE and TOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the opening line of the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm into Mariah Carey's Obsessed. I got really intrigued about what Ampie said that this song was dedicated by Mariah to Eminem. Lol. So lemme watch the video.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Mariah got a nice body. She knows how to flaunt it. I wonder if I have the body like hers. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Insights after watching Obsessed: Yes, it was really for Eminem. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Now watching the video of All American Rejects' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Gives You Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's my first time to watch the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! The video is really cooool! I sweaaaaaaaaar! For real.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU AAR!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with me?! Been watching a lot of videos na. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Imma edit this later.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;//EDITED:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually realized today that I can't live without him. Cheesy much?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to figure out what was it like if I didn't stop dreaming about someone who'd never ever care for me. I could swore that to the sun, or anything enormous THAN that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to see how things would go if I never showed that smile, cried that tear, and  laughed-my-heart-plus-the-brain-out.&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay. That was too much.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could work-out, please?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting fatter everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly transforming into the cutest pig ever. &lt;i&gt;OINK!&lt;/i&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/4233123872541344381-1511854653704510581?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1511854653704510581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-be-weak-cause-i-know-youll-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1511854653704510581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1511854653704510581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-be-weak-cause-i-know-youll-be.html' title='I can be weak, &apos;cause I know you&apos;ll be strong'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i404.photobucket.com/albums/pp128/Mionne02/Kellan%20Lutz/th_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-8582392798905878815</id><published>2009-10-16T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T06:20:59.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be your best kept secret, and your biggest mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up reeeeaaaaalllllyyyyyyy groggy. Haha. I really don't want to get up the time our maid went inside my room. 3 beses nya ako binalik-balikan sa room ko ksi pag gnising nia ako.. Ganto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Household helper: &lt;/span&gt;Abby. Gising ka na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abby:&lt;/span&gt; O.......... Sige.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(Lumabas ng kwarto yung household helper, di ako bumangon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Household helper:&lt;/span&gt; Abby. Gising ka na. Ma-llate ka nyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abby:&lt;/span&gt; O........ Sige............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(Lumabas ult ng kwarto household helper namin. Di prn ako bumangon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3rd and FINAL attempt-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Household helper:&lt;/span&gt; Abby! Gising ka na kce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abby:&lt;/span&gt; Anong oras na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Household helper:&lt;/span&gt; 30 mins. na lang bago dumating service mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;( Di nako sumagot. Tas ayun, takbo derecho papuntang CR. Ng nakapikit. =D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, nasabi ko sa sarili ko "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Looks like it's just one of these kind of days.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Pero mali eh, ang saya. SOLID! :))&lt;br /&gt;Saya sa Dalton eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks invaders kami. Haha. Dominant flavors ang Choco Cream Chip at Strawberries n' Cream. Tas may iba na nag Vanilla. :D Weeeeeeeee. Haha. After months, nag Starbucks na ult ako. Sayaaaa. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Binilhan ko ng Dark Chocolate Macadamia Chip or kung anuman gusto mong itawag dun si "A". Sana naman kinain nya. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Strawberries n' Cream Grande&lt;/span&gt; binili ko. Tas mga halfway pabalik sa school, naihi na kaming lahat! Grabe. o_o Haha.&lt;br /&gt;May Jellybeans nga pala si Thane. Haha. Bngyan nia ako. Weee. Grabe. Sarap!&lt;br /&gt;Gumawa kami ng jingle eh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Na-weee weee na ako, na ako. Na-weee weee na ako, na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[With the tune of Jingle Bells!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik si Micha, tawa ng tawa natapon tuloy yung Latte. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, nung nasa school na kami.. Pagkababa natapon yung Vanilla ni Shie sa service.. Wla halos nakapansin except kay Thane, Mirro at Jourdese dahil halos lahat kami takbuhan agad sa CR. :))&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan talaga pag di na kaya pgilan yung urine. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay. Nakalimutan ko magkwento tungkol sa play. =))&lt;br /&gt;Kalimutan ba? Sorry. Masayaaa! Super. &lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;IBONG ADARNA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Akala ko super liit nung stage.. o_o Yun pala para yun sa Bundok Tabor.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ingay ng MGA katabi ko. Nakakabingi. Haha. Pogi ni Don Juan! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Sheet.. of paper! Haha. Korni yung snbe ko. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Villaflor. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h115/mOnk3yz_xl3/HOWCUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.png" border="0" alt="aaron villaflor Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waha. Kakilig mehn! Nag flying kiss pa siya! Hulaan mo gnwa ni Reinna.. KINUHA DAW NIA YUNG MGA KISSES NA BNLOW NI AARON. x_x&lt;br /&gt;Wala na daw para sakin. Haha. Adek eh. Ingay pa nla ni Micha pareho. Ako, silent pero kilig to the bones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, nkta ko ulit si Buot mehn. =)) haha. Share lng, kce inaasar ako nla Lara at Jamila. Nilason ng driver namin utak nla. KRASH KO DAW SI BUOT!? Rather eat a pail of anything gross than that. Of course, I was kidding there about the pail of blaaaah. But, believe me.. I don't like Buot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nung bumalik na ng iskul, nag break kme ng 30 mins. Tas, wala rin naman palang klase. Weehoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ayun, practice nlng kami. Haha. Saya saya nila oh. Mga adek. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hazing KUNO drama nila *toooooot*. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Haba ata ng post na 'to ah?&lt;br /&gt;Di masyadong nag english. Haha. Katamad kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I'll weigh&lt;/span&gt; you down. I'll watch you &lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-8582392798905878815?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/8582392798905878815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-be-your-best-kept-secret-and-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8582392798905878815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8582392798905878815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-be-your-best-kept-secret-and-your.html' title='I&apos;ll be your best kept secret, and your biggest mistake.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4769747582829771514</id><published>2009-10-15T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:01:19.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands down, I'm too proud for love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Title got from Blair Waldorf's picture. Gah, she's real pretty. =D Serena too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn51/KitKitMeow/Sets/Image1-1.png" size="2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Credits to: KitKitMeow (photobucket account) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;^ I miss watching GG na. And I'm liking Chuck Bass pain in the as*. Lol. Nate is still the one for me though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now Chatting with:&lt;/span&gt; Grace Odiamar *sisbex*! And, Joshua Guancyyy! And Poleng babe. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt; Walaaa. Tunog lng ng DOTA galing sa laptop. Di ako yung naglalaro ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pauline's crush, HYUN.. is hawt. Share lang. Haha. Pogi eh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yay! Ibong Adarna na bukaaaaaas! Weeehooooo. Kaya lang sbi ni T. Tessa, aabot daw Science. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Shiz, sana hindi. Wala ako msyadong maintindihan dun eh. Swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Now I'm really gonna lock ALL of my cabinets in my room. And I'll change my pin code &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt;. This is getting into my nerves. Bro and Mom keeps on reading my messages from Ange. :-L&lt;br /&gt;Like, wtf I think that's too much. Kht naman kapamilya mo dba dapat alam yung limitations. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat dinner. Wipee! :&gt; On a diet? Hell NO! Immajustbusyandnotinthemood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chupa chups! Haha. Thanks sa kservce ko na si Marc Gino dahil bnilhan nya ako ng pack. Weeee. Haha. Share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na Mang Inasal. T_T  Sarap kaya nun. Laki pa ng manok, haha. I want Loacker ndn. =p~ So, now I'm really into famine. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss The Hills for real. Ugh. I remembered Paris Hilton's show &lt;b&gt;My New BFF&lt;/b&gt;. Sends me shivers down at my spine, never liked her. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So, I'm dozing off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You can't&lt;/span&gt; save &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the damsel&lt;/span&gt; if &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; likes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; distress,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/4233123872541344381-4769747582829771514?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4769747582829771514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/hands-down-im-too-proud-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4769747582829771514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4769747582829771514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/hands-down-im-too-proud-for-love.html' title='Hands down, I&apos;m too proud for love.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn51/KitKitMeow/Sets/th_Image1-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4436707809825920852</id><published>2009-10-14T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T04:03:58.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You say that I've been changing, that I'm not just simply aging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;☂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rainyy dayyy!  :)   but..   D:&lt;br /&gt;May bagyo daw eh. Tssk! Sana matuloy kami sa Ibong Adarna theater play sa Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko mag Starbucks. Yuuum! Or kahit Sbarro man lang nuh.&lt;br /&gt;Sana payagan kami gumalaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Now Chatting with: &lt;/span&gt;Kirk and Guanco. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nu nnman meron sa dalawang 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Now Playing:&lt;/span&gt; Playing God - Paramore \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You &lt;s&gt;don't&lt;/s&gt; have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to &lt;u&gt;bend it back&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Or break it, break it off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imma gonna find The Final Riot album and Brand New Eyes. Wishlist for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Buy me one? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to decide if I'll make tumblr account na. :D Since, all of my twitter-mates have one. Almost all anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practiced for ELA today. Haha. I don't dance! No, not a chance!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I remembered HS Musical. :&gt; The first one was fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;During the practice, Reinna kept on looking at my lips like sugar. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;And she said, that my lips have a really weird shape. :o&lt;br /&gt;Wth. Haha. May-beyak-sa-labi. Haha. Weeeiiiird. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. today was fine. Except a little for the rainy part.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Gian Carlo Briones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; cramming &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt; down &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; throat,&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4233123872541344381-4436707809825920852?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4436707809825920852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-say-that-ive-been-changing-that-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4436707809825920852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4436707809825920852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-say-that-ive-been-changing-that-im.html' title='You say that I&apos;ve been changing, that I&apos;m not just simply aging'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5734450906572419642</id><published>2009-10-13T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:01:51.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't we breathe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blah blah. This day was pretty fun especially P.E period. I did things which were really ike different and hilarious than our our lesson -- Volleyball. :) Well, it's about posture and all that stuff. I dunno why they're so fond of me. Lol. Let's see.. :P Grace, Pau, Reinna, Micha and Shiela wanna know what's the size. Of what? That's the secret. You get it? You probably don't. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed-up day. Some subjects were pretty boring. Some were pretty fun. Some were pretty serious. Lol. Okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm feeling mixed up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A little bit confused, when everything is left unsaid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm feeling left out, a little bit concerned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll play it out in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Taking tests in FaceBook. Pampahaba post dba? Haha. No, hnd yun sa ganun.&lt;br /&gt;It's for the sake of sharing. Oha! San kpa?! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What drug are you most like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 282px; height: 401px;" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k256/Exit56_2006/marijuana.jpg" alt="marijuana Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="span-5 last"&gt;      &lt;h3&gt;       Marijuana      &lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;p&gt; You are Cannabis, man. Low-key and laid back, it's easy to see why pretty much everyone loves you. You make people laugh, feel comfortable and ensure the people who work for Visine live comfortably. While you aren't exactly known for being ambitious, the things you choose to do you really enjoy. Some of those things include eating, music and not bathing. The people who don't like you just haven't taken the time to get to know you, you are harmless and charming (I'm looking at you, government officials!) &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;Which South Park character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff244/ssbm787/StanMarsh.png" alt="Stan Marsh Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stan Marsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Stan Marsh, the most level headed person in South Park. You are&lt;br /&gt;skeptical and don't swallow everything you hear. You are generally good&lt;br /&gt;natured and kind but you dislike hypocrisy and ignorance. You are not&lt;br /&gt;afraid to speak your mind, which often gets you into trouble, and you&lt;br /&gt;are a natural leader. Congratulations, you're Stan Marsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;What do guys like you for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt110/sweet_pie26/kawaii/86582.gif" alt="kawaii girl Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="span-5 last"&gt;      &lt;h3&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Personality      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;p&gt; Your like one of the guys..chilled and down to earth. The boys are into you because your just laid back and gentle. You are soft and kind..something the true loving guys wont take advantage of. They want to be with you all the time..talk to you..hold you in thier arms. You are loving and care but don't act fake..thats why the guys love you so much..embrace it hun. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Imma edit this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-5734450906572419642?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5734450906572419642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-dont-we-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5734450906572419642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5734450906572419642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-dont-we-breathe.html' title='Why don&apos;t we breathe?'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt110/sweet_pie26/kawaii/th_86582.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-9141463881249649453</id><published>2009-10-10T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:00:18.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I even fell for that stupid love song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NP: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm made of wax Larry, what are you made of?&lt;/span&gt; - A Day To Remember.\m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Don't blink, they won't even miss you at all,&lt;br /&gt;And don't think that I'll always be gone.&lt;br /&gt;You know I've got you like a puppet in the palm of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let me down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't blogged for days. That looks like and feels like years! Ugh! I kind of hate weekend make up classes. BORING! Well, not pretty much on the part with your friends.. But 1 day of rest?! Are you kidding me?! The heck.&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty much different this kind of days, pretty much vulgar with friends in Dalton. Usually it was Pauline, CJ, Reinna, Grace, Victoria, Maan my blazing hot hottie. Haha. Oh, can I share? Annafe calls me&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; "Sizzling Hot Hottie"&lt;/span&gt;.. When Annafe says that, Zubenel will laugh and say "Sizzling plate!" Haha. They're pretty much cool. Even cooler than I thought! Okay, waaaay much of sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel and look satiated right now. Ah, fulfillment. :&gt; Had pasta with the Hungarian sausage and roasted chicken. Now baby, that's what I'm talking about. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay. Haven't blogged for 4 days am I right or what? You see, I kind of get bored. I have tons of plates to do in TLE (not actually tons, just two. but that's still fuggin hard.) Plus, when I try to blog it seems that there's nonsense to blog because I somehow forgot things that happened and all that stuff. Well, you get the point? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Anaconda 1 todaaaayyy. Darn, It was eerie. I can't get over it though I've watched it like six times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Favorite Girl&lt;/span&gt; - Justin Bieber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The star of the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So many times I wished you'd be the one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm really confused. Some says you spell Usher's apprentice this way --&gt; Beiber.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care how do you spell it, but I love him and you gotta keep track on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate this day. Pretty much. Ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Now Reading:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ang Paboritong Libro Ni Hudas - Bob Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan naisip ko, anu kaya itsura ni ROBERTO ONG? :) Idol eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tgnan nio naman Wikipedia ni Bob Ong. Kaka-disappoint na nakakatuwa.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May joke ako. Or parang quote na rin? Ah ewan. Nakita ko lang eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;STUDENTS' SLOGAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung hindi kaya ilagay sa maliit na utak,&lt;br /&gt;Ilagay sa maliit na papel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops! Di ako yan. :P Haha. Parang ako, pero parang lang yun. BLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty want Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's right now. Or anything, cold. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;That would be sorta vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not in love. Or maybe.. Yes. Or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with school. And wth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The one that makes me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; c&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;z&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-9141463881249649453?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/9141463881249649453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-even-fell-for-that-stupid-love-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/9141463881249649453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/9141463881249649453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-even-fell-for-that-stupid-love-song.html' title='I even fell for that stupid love song.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-7201017691029966928</id><published>2009-10-06T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:06:05.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've turned my back on love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The title means everything to what I feel now. Yep, it is. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm over with love. Wth. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love me for a reason. And let the reason be love, boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Haha. React kaagad si TK dto eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I've had fun during CLVE today, though we just had a seatwork. I dunno, I feel good while doing it. Even if the reason is uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;80.50&lt;/span&gt; in NAT. Lol. Mathematics was my lowest. :)) Wth. That's really low, but still I feel ok. Atleast, line of 8. Be optimistic nlng. Wlang choice dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer was so shocking. Haha. Arte, pa shocking shocking pang nalalaman. Basta, nagulat ako. Haha. Bait ni Sir Mike eh. Fave ko na tlga Computer. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun.. Ayos lang naman yung araw na 'to. Wla akong mkwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gusto ko ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Loacker.&lt;/span&gt; Penge. =p~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magmamalong ako bukas. :)) Para sa AP. Haha. Para, may plus.. Dba? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anu pb pwede msbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Puro [enter] to. Napansin mo rin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na magmahal. Alam mo yun? Malamang, oo. Kakasabi ko lng dba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dumalaw si Hopia.&lt;/span&gt; Pero &lt;s&gt;parang&lt;/s&gt; na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;echapuwera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; ako. Miss ko na sya ng bonggang bongga. Saka si Gelyn, saka si Jiro, saka si Minako at syempre si Quenna. ;D May napansin ka? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Truth: &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The ugly truth is The truth is love hurts... good or bad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lyrics of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus. -Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[ Panama kay TK! :)) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Quote of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back...don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ Tama nga naman, dba? ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I share the same birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shania Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LeAnn Rimes , Jack Black , Jason Priestley , Amanda Tapping , Scott Hamilton , Daniel Stern , David Soul , Ben Gazzara , Donald O'Connor , Charles Boyer , Leo Tolstoy , Elizabeth Ann Seton , Johann von Goethe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Alam niyo, wla akong halos kilala dyan. Shania Twain lang. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've found any cute boy. PM me. Haha. Patawa. Sheet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; sick&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; lullabies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-7201017691029966928?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/7201017691029966928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-turned-my-back-on-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7201017691029966928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7201017691029966928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-turned-my-back-on-love.html' title='I&apos;ve turned my back on love.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3827207107649518053</id><published>2009-10-05T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T05:48:54.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I see your face, get caught in a daze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Be strong now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;because things will get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It might be stormy now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But it can't rain forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this quote somewhere. And I thought, it was really brilliant. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NW: Katorse. Geez. I couldn't find any reason not to like Enchong Dee now. Muscular body, angelic face.. What more can you ask!? Here's a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 278px; height: 184px;" src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn173/pbb_plus/enchong%20dee/DSC-6935.jpg" alt="enchong dee Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Left: &lt;/span&gt;Enchong; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Right:&lt;/span&gt; Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's with Sam Concepcion here, my other crush. Lol. :)) Sam don't look really good here. But I still love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take note:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LOVE. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school was pretty fun. Pretty fun. Psh. I'm not really that kind of ready to face all of those requirements. TONS OF REQUIREMENTS! Pfft. I hate it, swear.   :| That's what I get for being a couch potato during that 1 week vacation. Sorry, but I really can't help it. Lol. I really need to be productive this time. Last week of October would be our finals. Then, they're deciding if 1 week sembreak would still be implied. o_o I wish they would want to spend time with their families during All Souls day. And so, we will too. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll edit this later. I'm getting tired with FaceBook na ha. Kidding! That won't happen! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;//EDITED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and other sibs out to fetch SOMETHING in the airport. Yep, not someone! Lol. :)) Still not eating dinner though Mom bought me Jollibee! :))))) That's superb. I love Mom for reals, though she's kind of irritating at times.. But I love her! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so noob at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guess The Sketch&lt;/span&gt; challenge. T_T I always get the snob match. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Updated my FarmVille. Haha. Actually, I planted grapes this time. And it was an advice from bro. Yep, he kinda cares for my farm. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err.. want an Oreo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;STRAWBERRY FLAVOR!&lt;/span&gt; ;D Yay! Yipeeeee! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please follow me on Twitter? Please? :D &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/abiiswhoa"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Ayoko na talaga magmahal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; May tinanong akong tao, sino daw krash nia. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lyrics of the day:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was love from above &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;that could save me from hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;when you say you LOVE someone,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;make sure that your spelling is correct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;because if you're going to browse a dictionary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;luv.lav.lab.lub.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;means NOTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ugly Truth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The ugly truth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;is you should never get relationship advice from a movie, book, tv etc.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks FaceBook! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gtg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Find &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; hero &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;b&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3827207107649518053?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3827207107649518053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-see-your-face-get-caught-in-daze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3827207107649518053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3827207107649518053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-see-your-face-get-caught-in-daze.html' title='When I see your face, get caught in a daze.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn173/pbb_plus/enchong%20dee/th_DSC-6935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-7502115431407528906</id><published>2009-10-04T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T04:49:29.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never wanna own a heart that breaks alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Back to school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hiatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I am so hating the fact that my 1-week vacation is over. Not that I hate school, I miss my friends but you can't take away the reality that friends are just minor things in school, lessons or anything that's pretty much related to academics is the major thing that you have to prioritized first. I'll miss this 1-week vacation. *sobs* I'm not even ready to go to school tomorrow. Bag's not ready, homeworks and all that stuff. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Reality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                               -&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Thane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I quoted my classmate on this silly thing. :)) Well, I adore him for being such a genius and man of wisdom. Lol. Like you would read this Thane. Haha. Whatever, lagi mo ko niaaway eh! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Err, I intended not to blog about yesterday though it was somewhat not-the-usual-type kinda day. Y'know, boring days.. Yesterday was really kind of different. Atleast, I've tried to go out of our house. I barely go out with my family and so.. that day was okay. I read "A Walk To Remember" last night. And I was caught.. in surprise, that there were tears falling from my eyes. (Of course, san ba manggagaling yung iyak?! Sa ilong?!) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Today: Was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Helped in the laundry. And did some of the chores. (Inatake ako ng kasipigan nun! Biro mo yun.)&lt;br /&gt;Gio, my cousin, paid us a visit at our home! Yay! Alam mo yung commercial ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Joy dishwashing liquid&lt;/span&gt; na &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;CHOCO-YEY&lt;/span&gt;?! Haha! Kamukha at kaboses niya yung bata dun! Choco-yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SsiHWNd6PVI/AAAAAAAAACI/bclRDTQO4Ds/s1600-h/XXX003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SsiHWNd6PVI/AAAAAAAAACI/bclRDTQO4Ds/s320/XXX003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705769790782802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Gio's so cute here. :D I look fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SsiH1alJo_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/eGPvCZMRTvo/s1600-h/XXX017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SsiH1alJo_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/eGPvCZMRTvo/s320/XXX017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388706305886757874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May hawak si Gio na CHOCO-YEY! :D Crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cute Conversation: (Para sakin cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Abby:&lt;/span&gt; Gio, wla kang makikita dito.. Altar lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Gio:&lt;/span&gt; Bro, chana po may chocoyey! Babay Bro!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Gio.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; For reals. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any intention to post my other boyfriends-in-my-dreams right now. Still have to make homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; I could&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;drive away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;to the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sunset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Abby.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&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/4233123872541344381-7502115431407528906?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/7502115431407528906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-wanna-own-heart-that-breaks-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7502115431407528906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7502115431407528906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-wanna-own-heart-that-breaks-alone.html' title='Never wanna own a heart that breaks alone.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SsiHWNd6PVI/AAAAAAAAACI/bclRDTQO4Ds/s72-c/XXX003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1945548616419217948</id><published>2009-10-02T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:31:23.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You never thought I'd be, the one who's laughing now.</title><content type='html'>To start it off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;KIM BUM&lt;/span&gt; // &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yi Jeong&lt;/span&gt; is here in the Philippines! (lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Korean actor Kim Bum or Yi Jeong of Boys Over Flowers as he is popularly known has just arrived in Manila this afternoon. The model/actor is currently in the country to shoot a commercial for soft drink brand RC Cola with actress Maja Salvador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this like days ago. I just forgot to blog about it! Gaaah! Maja's one lucky girl. T_T Wish I were her! :retard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Supertyphoon&lt;/span&gt; Pepeng // Parma is coming. o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everyone will be safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Disaster Coordinating Council on Friday placed the entire country under a state of calamity in anticipation of the onslaught of super-typhoon Pepeng (international codename Parma).&lt;br /&gt;typhoon Pepeng (international codename Parma) can cause "very heavy damage" to communities in northern Luzon and increase water levels in flooded areas in Metro Manila badly hit by tropical storm Ondoy (Ketsana).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As of 11 a.m., the typhoon was 180 kilometers east northeast of Virac town, Catanduanes province with maximum sustained winds of 195 kilometers per hour (kph) and gusts of up to 230 kph.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was moving fast at 19 kph towards the Isabela-Aurora area.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The typhoon was expected to make a landfall in Aurora by Saturday morning and cross northern Luzon throughout the day before exiting to the South China Sea through Ilocos region by Sunday morning.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Storm Signal No. 2 has been hoisted over Catanduanes, Camarines Norte, the northern part of Quezon, Aurora, Polillo Islands and Isabela. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As of posting, areas under Signal No. 1 were Ilocos Norte, Ilocos Sur, Abra, Apayao, Kalinga, Cagayan, Babuyan Islands, Mt. Province, Ifugao, Benguet, La Union, Nueva Vizcaya, Quirino, Pangasinan, Nueva Ecija, Tarlac, Zambales, Pampanga, Bulacan, Rizal, southern Quezon, Camarines Sur, Albay, Sorsogon, Burias Island, and Northern Samar.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The weather bureau said it will raise Storm Signal No. 4 over provinces in northern Luzon as soon as Pepeng intensifies into a supertyphoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;Anyway highway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a boring day. Been eating icecream alot. :D Ate the most of the 2 gallons of ice cream. So yeah, carbs again. Too much sweets. o_o Play I Don't Care by 2NE1! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched MYX from the moment I woke up.. Since bro is watching it too. Eh? Haha. Lady Gaga is totally booted out of the Top 10 in the MYX Hit Chart. Paparazzi now ranks 14. *sobs* VJ Monica loves her too, just like me! I mean.. She's so fabulous. I'm gonna follow her in Twitter! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Since, I don't have anything to say. No.. Let me say this.. Just this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I, Abegail, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F-in'&lt;/span&gt; LOVE JUSTIN BIEBER! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 306px;" src="http://i1023.photobucket.com/albums/af357/justinbieberfan418/justin4.jpg" alt="justin bieber Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He certainly looks like someone's crush in Nursery. *ehem* Jaime? Lol. He looks like Justin Bieber. Shawty hawt! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dream guy&lt;/span&gt; below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 291px;" src="http://i951.photobucket.com/albums/ad358/BomiLovex3/Big%20Bang/Seung%20Ri/seungri1.png" alt="Seung Ri Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby of Big Bang. My baby too. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I promise I'll be kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1945548616419217948?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1945548616419217948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-never-thought-id-be-one-whos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1945548616419217948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1945548616419217948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-never-thought-id-be-one-whos.html' title='You never thought I&apos;d be, the one who&apos;s laughing now.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-2978982542768293154</id><published>2009-10-01T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:30:03.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody knows who I really am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;This would be a short entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off this morning. Reaaally. Mom keeps on bragging about this and that plus, lack of sleep again. And it wasn't my fault. For God's sake, would they just go on with their lives while I'm sleeping and don't bother me. Even if.. I skip meals. I'm on a diet. Okay? If only they could read this darn entry. No, but that would be awful. :o Okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fine this afternoon. Heehee. Watched Twilight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. I told you.. Twilight addiction is in me AGAIN. Since, New Moon is just a month away. Can't wait to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you this would be short. Trying to find my boyfriends? Wait. I'll get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 252px; height: 353px;" src="http://i366.photobucket.com/albums/oo101/ria_brokenhearted/Camera.jpg" alt="Joo Ji Hoon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He's hot.&lt;/span&gt; Period. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;And he's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gtg. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-2978982542768293154?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/2978982542768293154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/nobody-knows-who-i-really-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2978982542768293154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2978982542768293154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/10/nobody-knows-who-i-really-am.html' title='Nobody knows who I really am.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5633205496073555193</id><published>2009-09-30T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:32:15.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ice in her stare.</title><content type='html'>Ugh. Accidentally pressed the enter button and publish the blog entry without nothing in it, only the title. Lols. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP: Cruella De Vil - Selena Gomez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;vampire bat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;inhuman beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.. She 'outta be locked up and never released&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world was such a wholesome place until&lt;/span&gt;..  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cruella, Cruella De Vil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruella, Cruella De Vil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.. If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruella, Cruella De Vil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.. To see her is to take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;a sudden chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruella De Vil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THIS DAY WAS THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOST EMBARRASSING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DAY GOD CREATED FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever. I swear! Well, the most embarrassing day&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept late last night texting my bestfriend. A&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;guy&lt;/s&gt;. That doesn't mean anything right? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I woke up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reaaaaally&lt;/span&gt; late. And to my surprise, my friends had been texting me that they will wait for me at the gate of our effin' house. I texted them from the moment I woke up that.. I AM SICK and I WOKE UP REALLY LATE and I WON'T GO WITH 'EM ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was kidding there when I said I am sick. Lol. As if. &lt;a href="http://www.palusot.com/"&gt;PALUSOT.COM - Pag may gusot, may palusot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to my expectation that they will leave and won't wait for me anymore, they surprised me when my Mom called me and said my classmates are waiting for me outside! And I was like, o_o WTH?! How did they know it's our house?! And I was really sorry, I actually don't want them to see me with the just-woke-up look and attire. Ugh. So yeah, they said that I should go. So, they waited for me while I hurriedly bathe myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;TAKE NOTE: To estimate it, I had a 3-minute bath! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, God. Then when I was going out of the CR, I used the cr in the living room since the one in our room is occupied by my effin' brother, TO MY SURPRISE they were in the living room and they saw me in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very short&lt;/span&gt; towel. EEEEEK! So embarrrassing! And I was screaming and they were laughing at me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sbi nila, it's ok atleast you showed some skin. muse talaga!&lt;br /&gt;And I was like, UGHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgot to brush my teeth.&lt;/span&gt; HOW AWFUL IS THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after that we went to the gate of our subdivision where the service is waiting for us. Yeah, had a bumpy ride. :) But fun! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kat J's mansion. Err, practiced some of the steps? I guess? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Played with their dogs! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;MOKI! &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; CHACHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had picture taking. Most of the time, pichur lang kami ng pichur.&lt;br /&gt;Had confessions with them.&lt;br /&gt;Had chitchats and sound trippin' and of course EATING!&lt;br /&gt;Eating was the most fun part. Lol. Ice creams, cupcakes, softdrink, ice creams again, lunch. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like a party.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; party like rockstars.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ROCKSTARS PARTY LIKE US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dunno where I get that silly thing abpve. Will post pictures, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reinna wasn't around, but still fun. &lt;:-P Used my phone to take pictures, and it was really low quality. 3.2 megapixels&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lang.&lt;/span&gt; T_T&lt;br /&gt;Dala na kayo ng cam sa susunod ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;PICTURES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 287px;" src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff228/erikaoreo/SHAPOPO041.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my Poleng. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt; PAULINE MENDEZ!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff228/erikaoreo/SHAPOPO049.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MOKI! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt; Dalton's baby! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin amin nlng yung ibang nangyari. Okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Akyat-bahay gang is on the loose in our subdivision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I slept every night at my Mom's room because I'm scared, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; the aircon there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much better&lt;/span&gt; than mine.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I heard someone's footsteps!&lt;/span&gt; Everyone was down into deep slumber that night.. And I was really scared. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, after an hour I think.. I fell asleep. I dunno what happened to the footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The Fixer - Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’ll say your prayers, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I’ll take your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find us a way to make light&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;dig your grave&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;we'll dance and sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's saved could be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;one last lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope classes will be suspended tomorrow. And if possible, the whole weeeeek. ;)&lt;br /&gt;As I've said in FaceBook.. My brain need a serious vacation. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 206px;" src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff228/erikaoreo/ericdillcolors.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EricDill! &lt;3&gt;TAKING FIVE.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eric Dill - The original lead singer of the Click Five. He's the one who sang Just the Girl. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq8/aviastos/Emoticons/blush.gif" alt="blush Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Y'know what? I think I'm addicted to blogging and posting pictures of my boyfriends-in-my-dreams.  Lol. So yeah, I'm having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently uploading photos in my Friendster Account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-5633205496073555193?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5633205496073555193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/ice-in-her-stare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5633205496073555193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5633205496073555193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/ice-in-her-stare.html' title='The ice in her stare.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq8/aviastos/Emoticons/th_blush.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6712302645066706189</id><published>2009-09-29T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:53:02.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I count the calories, I start to feel the grand fatigue.</title><content type='html'>Y'know what? I think I'm having the sorta Edward-may-appear-in-real-life syndrome.. Or you should call hallucination. The come back of O.C.D (Obsessive Cullen Disorder) and being addicted to the Twilight Series again. Lol. Especially, my Emmett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Picture of my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; other&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boyfriend-in-my-dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Neh, I have my other boyfriends-in-my-dreams down there in my previous blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 264px; height: 300px;" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/b6asco.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, love finds us when hope is fading and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/span&gt; is settling in.&lt;br /&gt;It leads up safely through the darkest nights when the shining &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;NEW MOON &lt;/span&gt;fills the cloud sky&lt;br /&gt;As it blooms and grows, It`s sparkling light is enough to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; ECLIPSE&lt;/span&gt; the brightness of the wonderful &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;BREAKING DAWN.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Watching: Banana Split! They're having a music video spoof of Lollipop by Big Bang and 2NE1. Haha. I so love Banana Split. Chupa chups ata lollipop nila. :)) Jason Gainza got to be Sandara Park in the spoof. Lol. They're so freakin' funneh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had practice today with Dalton class.. Though, we're not really complete. Reinna wasn't around eh. But it's still fun!&lt;br /&gt;Practiced the dance steps. And I was like the one na&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; PINAKA-MAHIRAP TURUAN.&lt;/span&gt; o_o Ask Charm, it's true. :3&lt;br /&gt;We danced &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Arabian Nights&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; A Friend Like Me.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Para akong pikeng bata. Grabe. Haha. Yung fats ko natalbog pa kanina. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung pauwi na, I went on a ride with Kat J. JOYRIDE! xD Thanked her so much, I'd rather hopped in to their car (kahit nakakahiya kasi lagi akong nasabay) than commute aloooone. I hate riding on jeeps because fellow commuters especially males tend to look so strange. Yung iba lang ha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will edit this later. Try. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6712302645066706189?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6712302645066706189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-count-calories-i-start-to-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6712302645066706189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6712302645066706189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-i-count-calories-i-start-to-feel.html' title='As I count the calories, I start to feel the grand fatigue.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/b6asco_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-7889405618339565037</id><published>2009-09-27T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:58:28.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okaaay. Forgot to edit my previous blog entry. Damn, I was so groggy by that time. And the laptop was on use, even the computer. Waited for hours and even throwing tantrums like a 5 year old child that wants her mom to buy a chocolate bar! But still, things don't get my way at times.. And I should accept that fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off by the fuggin' signal of Globe. I was raising my phone like crazy just to get a tiny, eeny bit of a signal. Poof. Wala parin e. But I'd rather use Globe than the Sun network. Lol. I just don't like it. It seems to me that when Mr. Sunshine is hiding at night, the sun network's signal is gone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now.. I remember, I forgot to blog about Friday. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Friday [Super Late Post]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Bear with me, ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmn, had our HomeRoom subject. It was so fun! Jed, Paul, Charm, Paolo and Joshua were my groupmates in our activity. It was somewhat like "Pass the message" and draw the message thingy? Lol. Charm and I were like rofl laughing our as*es off. Especially, the drawing part. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pabilisan kasi.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I was asked to draw a message na "A girl and a boy fighting in the jeepney" I draw a stick boy and a stick girl. The girl has the speech balloon with these characters. "#@!&amp;amp;%*" Lol. And Charm said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; "Bakit nagmumura?"&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I can't think of anything else. Charm was asked to draw "A DLA student studying Math" Lol. And it wasn't accepted! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTH!&lt;/span&gt; We should get that freakin' point! Anyway highway, we still rock coz' we won. :P Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard Nobody - Slow Acoustic version in the radio. Got astonished. The tempo was real good! That's nice, even better than the original version (for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ Boyzone's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love Me For a Reason.&lt;/span&gt;  I dunno why. Okay, oldies.. Who the hell cares? It's nice. So get a hold with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been listening to the radio like almost half of my day. Haha. *sigh. This day is somewhat BORING.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the Edward - Bella Globe Tattoo radio commercial! The Immortaltxt whatever thingy. And I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Weeeeiiiirrrrdddd" &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; the confused look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a new term in the radio,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KALURKEI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It means kaloka... I  guess? It's cool. Haha. Kalurkei naman yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Dream Girls. Try to watch it, it was like the video of Nobody is somewhat imitated to the said movie. Y'know, being back-up singers then having the lead role. Lol. It's nice. Hudson's a great singer and a good actress. I realized that from the moment she said this line to Beyoncé "You're stealing my dream! And now, you're stealing my guy!" Hudson's role was very challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also watched Narnia The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe since I don't have anything to do and that movie is one of the best in our CD compilation. Lol. I like Mr. Thomas there.. The half-goat, half-man.  He was the star in the Wanted movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Casanova! Where Heath Ledger stars in. The deceased star that got his biggest break as Joker. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A Dustland Fairytale - The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Saw Cinderella in a party dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But she was looking for a nightgown&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BABY&lt;/span&gt; DOWN HERE: &lt;img src="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m68/ToxsicKitten/Emoticons/rofl.gif" alt="rofl Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc334/yanglin0524/9454adb58dcd17538bd4b215.jpg" alt="Matsuyama Kenichi Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like a gay/girl here. What's with the hair? But he's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh-so-totally-cute. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk116/SweeneyToddCat96/XTC93a24.jpg" alt="kenichi  matsuyama Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, my heart is pumping like crazy. Ahhh. I love him. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will edit this later. I'll try? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;//EDITED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. Don't have nothing to say. Nothing happened. Just ate merienda and dinner combined, guess what's the food is? PANCIT. Without the canton. Lol. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class, have a practice tomorrow at school by 8-2. Goodluck naman sakin at sna makapunta ako.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;G'bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-7889405618339565037?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/7889405618339565037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/okaaay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7889405618339565037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7889405618339565037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/okaaay.html' title=''/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m68/ToxsicKitten/Emoticons/th_rofl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-2482501433226557136</id><published>2009-09-27T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:24:15.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smash it up, tonight we kickin' down.</title><content type='html'>I forgot to blog yesterday. Well yeah, I intend to forget it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Had lemon bath. Soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Typhoon news and all that stuff were all over the news! (Up to now). My brother went to school in Manila that very day and got stranded with the 2 of his classmates because of the flood. :s Scaryy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Our class planned to have a practice at school yesterday.. But the school didn't allowed any activities inside because of the typhoon. Cavite is on Signal # 1. That's why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So, I was stuck here ALL DAY. Doing household chores. For God's sake, would Mom stop bugging me because I want to have the computer all day?! Without no one bugging me to do this and that.  Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ate a lot of chocolates y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;esterday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;DIET :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;RUINED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;What else? I remember now. Globe's signal was really irritating! My God! I was texting someone special to me (lol) and even if I raise my phone up to get  even a lil bit of signal.. I still can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;WALA AKONG MASAGAP NA KHT KATITING NA SIGNAL KAGABI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Plus, the fact, that my fuggin' phone got hanged. For about 7 times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason Why We're Famous - Cobra Starship&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So hawt. :"&gt; I love CS now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn276/tez_0776/Shirota%20Yuu%20Album/shirota-yuu-94268.jpg" alt="shirota yuu Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaah. :) So inlove with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I think I need to call heaven.. Because they lost one of their angels.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj216/kobjin2hamsters/YAHOO%20EMOTiCONS/blush.gif" alt="blushing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Sobrang CHEEESY! &lt;img src="http://i540.photobucket.com/albums/gg357/justpeanuts/AF%20emoticons/lmao.gif" alt="lmao Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will go to Church later this afternoon. I mean, 30 mins. after I post this. So yeah, DI PA KO NALILIGO NGAUN! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL EDIT THIS! Buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/4233123872541344381-2482501433226557136?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/2482501433226557136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/smash-it-up-tonight-we-kickin-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2482501433226557136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2482501433226557136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/smash-it-up-tonight-we-kickin-down.html' title='Smash it up, tonight we kickin&apos; down.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn276/tez_0776/Shirota%20Yuu%20Album/th_shirota-yuu-94268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-5538586273403002557</id><published>2009-09-24T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:11:46.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight I'm weak.</title><content type='html'>Lazy. Bored. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But was forced &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;AGAIN &lt;/span&gt;by my conscience to blog. &lt;/span&gt;I dunno how. I dunno why. Lol. I just feel like blogging. But having nothing to say at all. No.. wait. I think I have some. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY REINNA MAE R. NECESITO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l259/rsowell_2006/Emoticons/party.gif" border="0" alt="party Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance. :D Teehee. It's her birthday tomorrow, together with our Filipino teacher.. T. Lyna! Blowoutttt!  &lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x58/Mirjam-20/Emoticons/party1.gif" border="0" alt="party Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Um, woke up 20 mins. before my school bus arrives. And I was so like hurrying up! Didn't even have time eating breakfast.  I was so hungrryyy! Dammit. &lt;img src="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt84/SVT-GT500/smileys/hungrysmiley.gif" border="0" alt="hungry smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed of this afternoon. But changed mood during Science. I dunno why. Mood swings. Urg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Had P.E! The boys played basketball. Muntikan na ako ma-paos. Kaka-cheer kay Jed. And.. MIRRO! &lt;img src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/rameau_/smileys/rofl.gif" border="0" alt="rofl Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt; Had fun cheering for Mirro, we made it a bit gloomy and serious cheering. Lol! I was laughing my as* off the whole P.E period! Lol. Sir George was our referee. :D Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Mom's scolding me again. Haha. And I'm really very sleepy! &lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn40/conzycute/smileys/37.gif" border="0" alt="sleepy Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-5538586273403002557?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/5538586273403002557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/tonight-im-weak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5538586273403002557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/5538586273403002557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/tonight-im-weak.html' title='Tonight I&apos;m weak.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l259/rsowell_2006/Emoticons/th_party.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-8254141541173108758</id><published>2009-09-23T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T06:37:24.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your black hole of denial.</title><content type='html'>Erm, I was kinda not in the mood to blog. But yeah, conscience wins over me. Haha. Kewl, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Need story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Recalling what happened today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, got late for class. Well, almost late. Because one of my servicemate wants to exchange time schedule for this day because they'll go to their Recollection in 7:00 sharp. That's what they said. Lol. And it's fine for me. Lol. Our bus driver said : "Malas si Abby pag 2nd trip. Haha." I laughed and said, "Ngayon lang naman eh. Haha." And by 7:26 we arrived to the school, and our bus driver said, "Muntikan ka na maging jinx ah." Haha! And I was like thinking to myself, "I'm a jinx, ever since. Lol."&lt;br /&gt;Whatebur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hate Math. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smileys%20loser" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr95/dxypher_ryutuisenmitsuguri/smileys/Picture29.gif" alt="loser Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The subject, not the teacher. Get it? Haha. I'm so just lazy and dumb at numbers. Haha. When I was a child, Mom said I wasn't really good at numbers just reading. Haha. Reading a lot of stories. Cool. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;Got 80.05 karma in plurk! Rock, yo! &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rock%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b60/jpc812/Emoticons/rock.gif" alt="Rock emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I was really working hard for months just to get to Nirvana! And finally, I'm about to reach it. I hope there will no be karma downs this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Ma. Annafe Falalimpa! The new student of our batch. She's my classmate. She's so perv but really nice! Kalog! Nakanta pa nga ng talong eh. At ang tawag niya sakin, "HOT!" Haha. With matching epek pa sa mukha. Haha. Whenever she calls me HOT, I'll just say "I know. You're hot too!" Haha. Pogi.  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smileys%20cool" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg318/redracer1/Smileys/cool.gif" alt="cool Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm inlove. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smileys%20blush" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk204/fairygodmothers/Smileys%20-%20Main/Default%20Smileys/blush.gif" alt="blush Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you really don't have to know, to whom I'm inlove to. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smileys%20smirk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v476/Centaurea/Smileys/smirkkopfschttel.gif" alt="smirk kopfschuettel Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gtg now! &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smileys%20bye" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c387/chitarra85/smileys/smiley037.gif" alt="bye! Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Kisses and everything nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smileys%20kiss" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/RuggedRonnie/smileys/kiss.gif" border="0" alt="kiss Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-8254141541173108758?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/8254141541173108758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-black-hole-of-denial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8254141541173108758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8254141541173108758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-black-hole-of-denial.html' title='Your black hole of denial.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr95/dxypher_ryutuisenmitsuguri/smileys/th_Picture29.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6915754580745237405</id><published>2009-09-22T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:51:56.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I poked her face and I liked it.</title><content type='html'>:)) I love the title of this blog that badly. Lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I POKED HER FACE AND I LIKED IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry and Lady Gaga.. COMBINED! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Is Lady Gaga, a hermaphrodite? :o&lt;br /&gt;Anyway highway, I still love them. They rocked my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were locked outside during TLE time. We didn't even know Sir Reymer is already in the house, yo! Haha. I thought we're going to sign the FJ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;! Thank God, Sir Reymer let us in by just saying these phrases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Sir Reymer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;San kayo galing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Reinna and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Sa CR po. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(with pa-awa effect)&lt;/span&gt;  =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I was so like LMAO and kind of scaredy cat. Lol. Haha. Sir Reymer is so kind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;Played basketball. And we lost! Aw, it's all my fault. Sorry to myself, that I'm bringing you down. Sorry. (Obviously, I'm talking to myself. What?!)&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. Lol. I am not injured, though I feel injured. :)) My feet was so numb when we were going upstairs. And we're like newly circumcised. :)) Of course we're not, we're girls. Okay? Whatever! Don't mind me. Gulo ko lang kausap. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Gem this afternoon with Thea.. Crying! And I was like.. "Oh my God! Gem?! Anu nangyari?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thea:&lt;/span&gt; Abi, tulungan mo nga ako na injure sya sa basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abby:&lt;/span&gt; Ha? Sino naka-injure sayo?&lt;br /&gt;I helped naman. Kahit pa ma-cut classes. Si Sir George kce sub sa ELA. Tapos na ako sa quiz ko.. Kaya ayun. Pinatawag din ako ni Sir Ryan kasi.. pinapakuha shoes ni Gem. Dami injured sa Pasteur eh. Naiyak sila. Aww. Sir George was so understanding naman. And si Sir Ryan very careful sa students. Bait! Thankfully, Gem was okay na after that incident. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, saw "A" when I went to the locker. He was at my back and he was pushing me. Nilalambing ako. Cheesy! Niwala ka naman? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;Forgot TK's jacket. Hope I could bring it tomorrow. Remind me, God. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I love God.&lt;br /&gt;What else? Hmm. I don't have stories for this day. I mean, it's like.. it was fine and kind of boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my japanese name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SAYURI.&lt;/span&gt; Which means &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"little lily"&lt;/span&gt; in Japanese. I know someone in our school named Sayuri. Actually I have two Sayuri schoolmates. Both of them are currently 2nd year HS students. Oh yeah, I almost forgot it's their recollection tomorrow! Goodluck! Though, I think they won't even read this. Lol. Just incase. Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? My Korean name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Gi (기)&lt;/span&gt;. Which means &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"brave one"&lt;/span&gt;. Oh really? -.- I was never that brave. Lol. I like FaceBook quizzes. So random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gtg now. Mom's bragging me that she wants to go chatting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. Taglish post. :)) Excuse me for my grammar. Ain't perfect. Okay? Deal with it. Never thought colorful posts was this cool. I thank Zareena. Lol. Flirt buddy, missed chatting with you to death. -.- Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kisses and everything nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6915754580745237405?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6915754580745237405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-poked-her-face-and-i-liked-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6915754580745237405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6915754580745237405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-poked-her-face-and-i-liked-it.html' title='I poked her face and I liked it.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4256374221267832381</id><published>2009-09-21T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T04:58:23.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With blood shot eyes, I watched you sleeping.</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I need to get a grip to my effin' mood swings. I dunno what's happening to me! I'm turning into some kind of monster or what. Cold blue with guilt. Eeek. This is making me insane. A psychotic one. Yes, I am psychotic.. Who cares? Atleast I've got a hold to my emotions. Anyway highway, sorreh (sorry) for not blogging for days that seems to be years for me! Yeah, I actually planned last last night to blog but then a monster in me has been trying to ruin everything I do. I really mean EVERYTHING! That monster, is anonymous. It couldn't be my soul, because that's not it.. I know. I'm feelin' it, that the soul within me.. Ugh. Okay okay! Just never mind me! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was totally fine. And BORING. Eeek. But I had so much fun having time for our little puppy.&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture of the dog below is not our dog. I just saw this poor dog somewhere in Pag-Asa and I pity it that badly and made it a model for my "STOP ANIMAL ABUSE campaign" Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdEKC4lwLI/AAAAAAAAABY/Mkm8yPK84v0/s1600-h/stopanimalabuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdEKC4lwLI/AAAAAAAAABY/Mkm8yPK84v0/s320/stopanimalabuse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383846818908324018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The next three pictures is our dog, Tamtam. :D I find him really cute though.. I'm kinda afraid of him. Lol. Especially, when he makes&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lambing&lt;/span&gt; in a way of biting you in the feet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdFdNohX2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cSSUDLRVSos/s1600-h/tamtam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdFdNohX2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cSSUDLRVSos/s320/tamtam3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383848247722860386" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdEzS-QZJI/AAAAAAAAABo/bMgdUq7zuo4/s1600-h/tamtam2.jpg"&gt;    &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdEzS-QZJI/AAAAAAAAABo/bMgdUq7zuo4/s320/tamtam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383847527601693842" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdFrALhMtI/AAAAAAAAACA/AfvePN9u2JQ/s1600-h/tamtam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdFrALhMtI/AAAAAAAAACA/AfvePN9u2JQ/s320/tamtam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383848484629721810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually, I just added photos so that this blog entry will be longer. Kidding! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else? Okay. I am so freakin' damn pissed with Yahoo! Messenger. After a minute, when I'm chatting someone it sends out a pop-out message (or whatever it is called) like "Pure Virtual Function Call" Then BOOM! It'll crash and then the PC will lag, "End now" message will appear and blahblah. Damn! I dunno what's into it. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had trouble posting the pictures. Such a noob. Lol! Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I had a fine day.&lt;br /&gt;Classes again tomorrow. I HATE SCHOOL! &lt;-- A joke.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the world.  &lt;-- Seriously, a joke. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll change my blogskin again. Waddya think? Haha. I love FarmVille in FB. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually pissed.. to my friend. No, bestfriend? Yes. Ugh. Irritating. But you don't know who he/she is, right? Coz' I've got plenty of them. Lol. And you really don't have to know.&lt;br /&gt;Not you TK. Nor the two Annes. :D Not even Hopia. Okay? Don't guess anymore. You'll get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-4256374221267832381?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4256374221267832381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-blood-shot-eyes-i-watched-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4256374221267832381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4256374221267832381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-blood-shot-eyes-i-watched-you.html' title='With blood shot eyes, I watched you sleeping.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SrdEKC4lwLI/AAAAAAAAABY/Mkm8yPK84v0/s72-c/stopanimalabuse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-2757950155048405121</id><published>2009-09-14T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T04:44:59.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's got the summer blowing through her hair</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I'm rolling into the fun. I just changed my blogskin! Yayyyy! (For me!) Lol. I liked it, JoBros' song Year 3000 is so cuuuute. I fell inlove with this song the first time I heard it.. Like.. a year ago. Lol. Though, I don't really like all of the JoBros.. Only Nick. But when I say "Nick is so cute" and they're just like "Eeewww! Jonas Brothers?! Gayish!" Like, wth. I only like Nick Jonas who's apparently an ex-boyfriend of somewhat-I-don't-really-like artist Miley Cyrus. Blah Blah. Hollywood? Nah. Let's end this talk about 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned atleast 4 things today! I mean something very useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I've learned that waking up 30 mins. before your school service arrives is sure total wreck. Especially, when you plan to go WiFi in yer house.&lt;br /&gt;•T. Tessa, our Science teacher, shared us this: 2minute nap is one big thing that makes you feel energized. So, relax your eyes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;•I've learned that I'm eating too much every break and lunch. Slow down food intake, SHOULD slow down food intake!&lt;br /&gt;•I've learned that ants like me, because Mom said I could be a person with diabetes. BlahBlah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will TRY to have a haircut soon. Maybe this month, or the next month.&lt;br /&gt;I will NOT open my FaceBook account this week. (Pray for me that I could do that silly thing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I will SLEEP early.&lt;/s&gt; (That certainly won't happen. So, erase!)&lt;br /&gt;I will NOT eat sweets this month. Damn. This month only, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO BE URSULA WHEN I GROW UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know her? The evil one in Little Mermaid, the movie? :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gtg! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-2757950155048405121?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/2757950155048405121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-got-summer-blowing-through-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2757950155048405121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/2757950155048405121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/shes-got-summer-blowing-through-her.html' title='She&apos;s got the summer blowing through her hair'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3186567332055108936</id><published>2009-09-13T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T06:24:56.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm okay with this natural decay.</title><content type='html'>Yeah babyyy. I dunno what's into me today that I was forced by my ever loving conscience to blog. Lol. I'm so like feeling hyper. The effect of the home made Tiramisu my mom and bro made. Lol. Okay, so my bro is finally after all these years.. tried to make one. Not bad! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm like doing nothing today. No.. wait. I think I did a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I helped in the laundry this late in the afternoon. Yep! You heard it, LATE in the afternoon. Because you see, it was raining this morning and my mom said we can't laundry the clothes because they won't be dry and they will just freakin' smell bad. So yeah.. But then. The Mr. Sun showed up, finally! After days without his warm sunshine. :&gt; Love it beybeeh. :D I helped! For real! /:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with someone named *tooooot*. Haha. I dunno. I think I should not say anything about this. It will just make things a bit of complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV. Ate alot this breakfast, ate a little this lunch, ate well-enough type dinner. But then, ate the tiramisu! Gawd. I'm gonna take my carbs intake! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I played plock and I so suck at it. No, our PC sucks so bad! Lager beybeh. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I'm thinking if I'll change my blogskin but y'know I kinda love this one because it's simple. Simple is ADORABLE! The rainbow and all the scribbly stuff, it's so awesome! Credits at the the side panel. Whatever. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Look, I've seen this kinda weird name of a band: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dananananaykroyd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'll try to hear their songs this week. They've got "Hey James" Lol. Okay okay. I got really interested with their band name. Lol. I'm so like, whatever I clicked in this web browser is cool. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join FTALK. Give me greenies! Lol. I suck at those. ;) G'bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3186567332055108936?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3186567332055108936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-okay-with-this-natural-decay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3186567332055108936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3186567332055108936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-okay-with-this-natural-decay.html' title='I&apos;m okay with this natural decay.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-8055766477172035334</id><published>2009-09-12T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:47:12.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas in New York</title><content type='html'>Never mind the title of this blog. I couldn't think of anything better. 'It's Christmas in New York' That's a weird title. 8-}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, This day is so freakin' cold but I'm craving for Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's ice cream. I dunno why. Lol. Brrr.. Storm storm go away. :)) So yeah, this was a boring a day. IPTC happened today. And it wasn't that awesome for me. But yeah, y'know it's still 1st term right? I'll be doing changes in my schedule to do things using TIME MANAGEMENT. And I'll eat a little now. Please pray I could do that thing. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 8:00 we rode our way to go to school. Yeah, I think that's too early. Damn. But yeah, Mom wants that so there's no choice. We first went to my little brother's classroom and blahblah Mom and his teacher talked and blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to my classroom and blahblah T. Johna was scolding me because I had a low grade in Math. That was the lowest EVER in my whole life. Nah-uh, it's not line of 7. Hoho! But I'm not revealing it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Kuya's classroom and blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Jollibee since my lil bro has been screaming and having tantrums because he want to eat, to think that we just ate breakfast before going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while eating.. The guy beside us stood up and reaching for something in his pocket then suddenly there was a loud BOOOM! It was the lighter. Good thing my feet wasn't hit. :-s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Ate a little this lunch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I really don't have anything to say. So, you see it's all [enter] in this blog entry. Too groggy. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what would happen tonight. Lol. I blogged earlier because Mom was out and I'm just sneaking out to use the PC. =D Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-8055766477172035334?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/8055766477172035334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-christmas-in-new-york.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8055766477172035334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/8055766477172035334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-christmas-in-new-york.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas in New York'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-1989210604520756076</id><published>2009-09-11T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:21:55.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There was a new boy in the town.</title><content type='html'>Boredom is so damn killing me. Sorry, but for those who hates me for saying rotten words a lot.. You gotta keep up with me and see through my perspective that I'm no rebel.. You're not a rebel when you stupidly say those rotten words. I'm syaing this because I'm pissed because someone.. somewhat hates me for that. No, not my mom or dad. They've never heard me saying those words. So, yeah.. mind yer own monkey business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to do some blogging for the recollection. Yeah, it was fun.. Okay. Lol. I was like :o when I cried, because I vowed not to cry. Eeek. That's stupid. Is stupid a mean word? Okay, I'll say stupidest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine. Freakin' mad about someone.. Grace, Reinna and Micha noticed that I was kinda not-in-the-mood. And they keep on saying that I'm angry because they ate my candies. And I was like "No, that's not it!" Haha. Roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed. I'm hungryyy.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPTC tomorrow! Scaredy cat.. Mom will kill meeee! GROUNDED for years. And confiscate my phone, for sure. :((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-bye. Gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-1989210604520756076?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/1989210604520756076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-was-new-boy-in-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1989210604520756076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/1989210604520756076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-was-new-boy-in-town.html' title='There was a new boy in the town.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3288861086278655700</id><published>2009-09-09T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T02:42:45.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars fell out of the sky.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm blogging kind-of regularly when I'm grounded, that's nice. Lol. I dunno why I act in reverse to what's happening. Lol. Like blogging when I'm grounded and missing blogging when I'm not grounded. Get it? I didn't. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love KATY PERRY and LADY GAGA.  But I love "A" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;. *laughs* Yeah, like you care.. And like you know him. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class suspended on our very exact DISMISSAL time, so I didn't feel so happy about it. Duh. Ahaha. Why suspend it when it's actually near or even the exact time when classes should've gone home? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grammar check:: My Grammar Sucks, And That's Bad.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah baby, I liked my day today. See, wrong grammar. For me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Science exhibit. Which was so cool, and AWESOME man! I dunno but Kathrine and I were goofin' around trying to see other materials than being with the tour! I liked Circuit Racer the one in Mr. Bean Live. Ahaha. I love the Plasma Sphere. And most of all, THE LANGUAGE BRAIN! Kathrine tried it on me, and I was like "Yellow! No! Orange! Gree - Red!" Lol. I don't know how many times I tried to move to the 3rd set of colors, I didn't count but in estimation I think I've had SEVEN TRIES!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mantakin mo yun!&lt;/span&gt; Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't ate lunch. Grrr. The lobby was wet, the canteen is full of students. And I decided to buy French Fries and Iced Tea. =D Got full with that, Yay! for me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to make reaction paper about the science exhibit. So yeah, bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3288861086278655700?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3288861086278655700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/stars-fell-out-of-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3288861086278655700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3288861086278655700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/stars-fell-out-of-sky.html' title='Stars fell out of the sky.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6523249229561368933</id><published>2009-09-08T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:35:27.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't breathe without you.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I'm blogging! Mom and Dad aren't home right now! Yay! I'm supposed to be grounded. Eeek. I dunno why they grounded me. I mean, I only sit infront of the pc for 3 hours. That's the maximum when they're here. Lol. :D So yeah.. Hmm.. I'm inlove with Justin Bieber. Lol! Kidding. Heart taken by "A".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my classmate, Raia, reading a book titled "The Time Traveler's Wife" and I was just like "OMG. Where did she bought that?!!?!??!" I'm kinda obsessed with that thing since I've heard it's a nice, actually I was planning to see the movie but I missed it. Damn. Gonna go buy Pirated DVD! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Hmmm.. Yeah. I passed my plate no. 1 today! Yay! Finally after all these days! :D I so suck at TLE. Me, and my fellow classmates, who don't have assignment for TLE were given a stumbling block in our Formation Journal. :(( I hate it! Grrr. My 1st time in 2nd Quarter. That's what I get for being so darn lazy. Plus, being a couch potato during vacation. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Uhm, I had fun during AP today. Lol. I dunno why. Jared keeps on crackin' jokes and I can't help but laugh. Good thing Jared isn't mad at me. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. What else? I can't plurk that much. Or even open my FTALK! Grrr. Dad's always watching.. No.. Not always. Sometimes, I mean. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I LOVE "A". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's yogurt stick? Yogurt on a stick? The one I know is Yogurt Icecream, and where can you buy that thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Recollection on Thursday!! Yay! Though I'm not sure if it'll be that fun. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6523249229561368933?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6523249229561368933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-breathe-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6523249229561368933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6523249229561368933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-breathe-without-you.html' title='Can&apos;t breathe without you.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6240465635270668530</id><published>2009-09-05T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:11:19.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging 1x a week?!</title><content type='html'>So yeah. Hey there. Really sorry for not updating this blog. :( Y'know, I still open my accounts and all that but when I try to put something in here it's just like "WHOA. I'm feeling lazy. So yeah. Tomorrow." Lol. Sorry much man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this TAGLISSSSH. Ohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MASAYA &lt;/span&gt;ako kasi.. Bati na kami ni "A" ko. Ahaha. Inaway ko siya kagabi. Bad talaga ako. :( &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NA-GGUILTY&lt;/span&gt; kasi natulugan ko siya. Ang sakit na kaya ng kamay ko nun. =,= &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS YOU SOPHIA BETHINNA BAPTISMA SALEN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Remember that! You'll always be my bestfriend. Lol. Okay. I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because I wasn't able to go to Church this morning. Eeeek. Damn. I hate going to Church late in the afternooon. =,=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;because I dunno. I just feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. :D Buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6240465635270668530?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6240465635270668530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogging-1x-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6240465635270668530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6240465635270668530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogging-1x-week.html' title='Blogging 1x a week?!'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6014002109360932857</id><published>2009-08-31T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:20:06.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My key don't fit my life no more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WASTED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. I went to a meeting with my buds, my ever loving section, DALTON. Laugh Out Loud. This is the first time I've had such gimmick with them. Gimmick? Oh, I mean PRACTICE. =)) Now, that's better. We've had measurements for the costumes and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venues: Jed's beautiful house. Katrina Joplo's house (mansion).    :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun in Jed's house. Superrrrr! With Jesser. I ain't sure with the spelling. But I love Jed and Jed's lil bro! Haha! We watched Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen at their house.. But I didn't really gave a lot of my attention watching. But taking pictures, listening to music, goofin' with Jesser and texting.. I guess? Lol. It was so hot outside so I went in when some of them are playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bente-Uno&lt;/span&gt; outside the court. I can't stand the heaaaat! I swear. I was just even wearing capri shorts and a shirt, but then it's still so hot! Eeeek. Global Warming? Should save Mother Earth ♥ Or migrate to other country with snow? Lol. :) I love Phil. This country have my loyalty. Lol! What else? We ate lunch there. TINOLA! Yummmm. *droool* =p~ Haha! But before the lunch, we also ate a little snack.. Iced Tea and Cheesecake. Bet I gained 2 or 3 kilos from our gimmick! Lol! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina Joplo's mansion? Super coooool! Lol. When we are on the way to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mananahi"&lt;/span&gt;, I couldn't stand it.. That I decided to buy softdrinks because I still can't stand the heat despite of the umbrellas we have. (Paul got a pretty abnormal umbrella. Lol.) Then we were scolded by the tailor because we were so noisy and someone was sleeping. Peace out. :D Lol. We had picture taking outside and inside at their AWESOME house. And all that. They even let us eat merienda. :D Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. Dad's scolding me again. Lol. Bye. :x Miss blogging. Sorry if I'm skipping days! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6014002109360932857?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6014002109360932857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-key-dont-fit-my-life-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6014002109360932857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6014002109360932857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-key-dont-fit-my-life-no-more.html' title='My key don&apos;t fit my life no more.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6578484633584687880</id><published>2009-08-28T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:59:58.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night.</title><content type='html'>Yow. I've got  a pretty long title with this blog. Lol. I♥BlackEyedPeas! You rock! And it certainly have my line for my day and night. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this thing a bit of organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I'm officially a teen! And not a pre-teen! Beat that ;) Lol. I turned thirteen today and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPER THANKS&lt;/span&gt; to those who greeted me at school and at the web and all that. I was really overwhelmed that they were so thoughtful of me. I'm an appreciative person&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kasi&lt;/span&gt;. I don't care kung naging kaaway kta or what, THANKIES MUCH SA LAHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Reinna, my bff, asked me if when was the EXACT hour, minute and second I was born but then I couldn't answeeerrr anything. I said, "I dunno. All I know is that I was born today. And that's ok. Lol!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Thalia, my other bff, is turning a year older 5 or 4 or 3 days from now. Yipeeee for her. She already have my freakin' awesome gift! Lol. It was a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I'm sorry that I haven't blogged for ages! Lol. Really sorry! I was planning yesterday but then I felt lazy whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Kuya Oscar, a sophomore, is here. Greeting me a happy birthday. Lol. :)) Thanks. If you could read this, but I talked to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I was a bit irritated to someone when I was in school. Because he's so like PAKIALAMERO. And I was like, "Ampf. You die sucker!" Lol. But I didn't say that to him. Maybe he wasn't in a good mood. And I should be friendly at my own birthday. Karma, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•My "A" offered his service for my birthday! Lol! I thank you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•A guy confessed something to me. And I was just like ZOMG. But I won't spill the beans! Lol. Not YET?? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. I miss eating icecream or what. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6578484633584687880?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6578484633584687880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling-that-tonights-gonna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6578484633584687880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6578484633584687880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling-that-tonights-gonna-be.html' title='I gotta feeling that tonight&apos;s gonna be a good night.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-6429974492925612206</id><published>2009-08-25T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T05:15:46.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm blogging because I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Life is a joke. The only way to survive it is to find the right punchline"&lt;br /&gt;-Becky Alunan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.  &lt;/span&gt;That's what the mood of the awesomest-- and that's me. (; This was a fine day. Fun and everything nice. My "A" is present today because yesterday he wasn't around. Oh yeah, I forgot.. I wasn't able to blog yesterday and I don't knowwww so kill me. Maybe you won't understand what I write here, because I'm freakin bored and out of myself right nowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton for Practical Test. Thank God I got 97! Lol. I think Sir Ryan was in so good mood that's why he gave me a high score. I was even just horsin' and goofin' around when I was playing. And I'm so gonna hate the next quarter, I mean this quarter.. Because DOOM is coming.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; and Basketball. Emphasize the volleyball because I freakin' hate that sport. Bad memories. Bad memories. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "A" has a new look! Lol! Cheeks bigger.. Bigger than mine. :P But then, can't help falling in love. He is so definitely mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still my red flag day todayy.. So I'm still kinda not-in-the-world mooood. Hoho. I'm hungry though I kept telling Mom I'm full because I don't want to take medicines again. Can't imagine my life right now drinking 2 medicines every breakfast, lunch and dinner plus the vitamins. So make that threeeee. I'm not sick. Definitely not. But maybe they're hiding something from me.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. He'll call any moment now. My "A". :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-6429974492925612206?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/6429974492925612206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-blogging-because-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6429974492925612206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/6429974492925612206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-blogging-because-im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m blogging because I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-3613827813059821771</id><published>2009-08-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:44:27.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be adored.</title><content type='html'>Lol! This was a fine day today! And fun! :) I reallyy reallyy had fun today when I logged in to my YM account. Lol! We had a conference. Yeah. At first, William.. My son (family tree at school), invited me.. Since all the boys are only the one who's having a good time there I hit the red button right there at the top right of the window. Lol. Whatever it is. I'm having a hard time finding the right word to blog. Yeah. And then, Julienne Canto invited me to join a conference.. It was so fun! Someone, I think Leslie, was bummering in their microphone. :D Yeah. And blahblah, Gem shared her words of wisdom. Blahblah. Lumabalaiktap? Or something like that it means.. "Mukhang pwet". Lol! We had so much fun. Lol. Chatted with Joshua Dela Cruz, Ampie.. Greeted Jahannah. It's her birthday! Blow yer cake! :) Lol! What else? I think it was all fun when I used the computer.. Really fun. Since I've been doing a lot of household chores before using the PC! Gawd. I was really exhausted.. But the price was so worth it! Lol! Dad, Mom, 3 bros is not home. They're at the hospital. Why leave me all alone?! Neh. I'm ok with it. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else?  Oh. I got slimmer! Thank God! I lost 2kg! Though it wasn't really big for you.. For me it is! /:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. It's late. And I'm still watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-3613827813059821771?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/3613827813059821771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/be-adored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3613827813059821771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/3613827813059821771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/be-adored.html' title='Be adored.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-7147582886506891336</id><published>2009-08-20T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:42:10.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all new.</title><content type='html'>What's new? Well, I've got a couple of new things to share. And it's somewhat horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Changed my blog skin, because my last one was bandwidth exceeded. Got pretty sad because that one was so beautiful! But I'm contented with my new one. Lol. It's so nice. Pianos and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I wasn't able to take my exams today in CLVE and ELA because I was asked to leave the school due to this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POSSIBLY&lt;/span&gt; measles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Went to the doctor and said I don't have measles, but rashes with viral infection blahblah. But I'm still on check if ever. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Felt guilty because my "A" waited for me dismissal, Reinna said. And he don't know that I went home. Damn. He waited for me.. Sweet. But it makes me feel so guilty. Damn. Should have said it earlier when I was still in school.. But I can't face him with a face with red spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Texted my friends, and glad they care.They said the test was so darn hard! Omay. I'm really nervous. Eeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Not sure if I can go to school by Mondayy. Hope so. I miss him. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Got low grades at Math and Science. Dammit. :( Wtf. Mom' s gonna do some sermon again. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•My section, Dalton, have a meeting tomorrow for our play. And guess what?! I can't come. o_o This is so killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. Gotta go play on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-7147582886506891336?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/7147582886506891336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-all-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7147582886506891336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/7147582886506891336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-all-new.html' title='It&apos;s all new.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-4779616193575256299</id><published>2009-08-19T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:57:16.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma gonna bite yer head off.</title><content type='html'>Lol. I accidentally clicked enter button and I published this one without content. Lol. I'm feeling sick. For real. I could just throw up any moment now. x( This stupid headache is screwing me. And my apettite. Grrr. Watching TV right now with the household and sibs. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Change* Stupid cough. I can't even answer my exam in full concentratioooon! Grr. Why now? Why now? Why strike me virus, this week?! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Change* It's my red flag day todayy. So.. don't mind me if I'm so snobbish or what. Eeeeekkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233123872541344381-4779616193575256299?l=cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/feeds/4779616193575256299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/imma-gonna-bite-yer-head-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4779616193575256299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233123872541344381/posts/default/4779616193575256299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherryboom-abi.blogspot.com/2009/08/imma-gonna-bite-yer-head-off.html' title='Imma gonna bite yer head off.'/><author><name>Abegail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622192878335580411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qkBwmd-CiKo/SkNdkt46h-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1apsyYfVpIQ/S220/pizzazz!094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233123872541344381.post-600575177075529171</id><published>2009-08-17T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:45:58.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to the hand freak.</title><content type='html'>The title of this blog entry is so mean. I dunno. I'm pissed about this girl, she always brag about this and that and I'm irritated! Damn. I could just scream at her like "Shuddup! Stop bragging me abo
