<?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-2210313556386862258</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:46:43.930+08:00</updated><category term='share'/><category term='future'/><category term='macboook'/><category term='family problems'/><category term='Pinoy'/><category term='places'/><category term='miranda cosgrove'/><category term='icons'/><category term='funny'/><category term='scared'/><category term='etc.'/><category term='elections'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='rants'/><category term='new'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='how to'/><category term='i love you'/><category term='elastics'/><category term='the truth'/><category term='dares'/><category term='experiences'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='smcqc'/><category term='problems'/><category term='hurts'/><category term='old friends'/><category term='maalahanin'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='internet'/><category term='Philppines'/><category term='macbook'/><category term='computer'/><category term='bianca :)'/><category term='squidward'/><category term='mom'/><category term='breakdowns'/><category term='family fun'/><category term='teenager'/><category term='alala'/><category term='braces'/><category term='love'/><category term='highschool'/><category term='student teaching'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Memories are overflowing :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-6725296540153562399</id><published>2010-12-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:26:14.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUMBLR IS DOWN :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TPzS7qwAwsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UbrYlwXhPD0/s1600/Picture1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TPzS7qwAwsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UbrYlwXhPD0/s400/Picture1.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tumblr has been down for about 3 hours now, and I have no idea what to do anymore :( &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's the reason why I'm writing this here XD [Sorry bout' that Blogger]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I officially don't know what to do. Im sure my friends in Facebook are annoyed by the photos I've posted. I have made my lovely quotes as a status and I'm barely stopping to refresh Tumblr's homepage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anywho, I miss this site so much :) I just wish it was a little more known.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6725296540153562399?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6725296540153562399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/12/tumblr-is-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6725296540153562399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6725296540153562399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/12/tumblr-is-down.html' title='TUMBLR IS DOWN :('/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TPzS7qwAwsI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UbrYlwXhPD0/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4591991089226188434</id><published>2010-10-10T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T22:58:49.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Review :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 620px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k5N8F5UixnY?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k5N8F5UixnY?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="620" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-4591991089226188434?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4591991089226188434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4591991089226188434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4591991089226188434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-review.html' title='Awesome Review :)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5010829812653622360</id><published>2010-10-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T22:37:23.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 @ 10 - 10 - 10</title><content type='html'>Oh heck yes! I'm now 14. Woooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you ask me what I did. I'd say: "Nothing really"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just attended mass and ate as a family at our house. I'm the kind of girl who's not really into parties and all those shizznits. I just want it all to be simple and solemn. Besides, it's Sunday and I have sooooooooo many things to do for school, which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad that we had a celebration before that. In my Granny's crib. Ate dinner there and watched two movies &lt;b&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;She's Out of my League &lt;/b&gt;both are very awesome, awesome movies. But I have to say Out of my League is ....adult-ish. I don't even know why they let me watch that. I can't laugh on some green parts, because they might wonder why I know those things considering the fact that I'm only 14. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;-They're very old-fashioned. You know, when it comes to those stuff ( I don't know really know if you got me there ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm planning to open an account in a bank, to keep all of my savings for my Canon and Macbook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earnings Update: Php 6, 135. 00&lt;br /&gt;To Go: Php 45, 685.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5010829812653622360?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5010829812653622360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/10/14-10-10-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5010829812653622360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5010829812653622360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/10/14-10-10-10.html' title='14 @ 10 - 10 - 10'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-904345395610877570</id><published>2010-09-29T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:27:30.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle's Donation, loljk</title><content type='html'>So, my Uncle saw me watching unboxings of Macbook White (2010, Unibody) in YouTube and he asked me if my dad was planning to buy one. I said no, &lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;was the one &lt;strike&gt;wanting&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;i&gt; needing &lt;/i&gt;a Macbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that it was quite impossible to buy one now, specially that we have to pay 14,000/month for our new car. I told him that I was not obliging my parents to buy me one. Instead I would earn it from me allowances. As of September 29, 2010 (today) I have 5,000 in my savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was impressed and asked me why won't I go for the Pro? I told him that it's too expensive, just so you know, a 13 - year old is earning this for herself. I told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he asked me how much was the difference, I believe it's 6,000 - 7,000.&lt;br /&gt;You know what Uncle told me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Okay, I would be the one to add up 7,000 for you to be able to buy the Pro"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an instant GV. I swear to you guys. It was the greatest feeling ever!&lt;br /&gt;I even asked my Uncle "Seriously? Are you sfgajkdgnakdfjgnalk-ing serious?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, why not?" he replied.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-904345395610877570?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/904345395610877570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/uncles-donation-loljk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/904345395610877570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/904345395610877570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/uncles-donation-loljk.html' title='Uncle&apos;s Donation, loljk'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8240215937506172330</id><published>2010-09-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:52:22.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE'S ALKSFNA:LSKFNALGNJKADSNF-ing WRONG!</title><content type='html'>So these past few days I've been dying to know how to make movie .gifs with Photoshop and there was this site that has ALL the stuff you need in making thing-a-majigs in Photoshop. I browsed the site and they would often mention CS3, I became irrtated at first, &amp;nbsp;simply because I have CS5 and all they're spilling out are CS3 tuts. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a day or two I decided to install also CS3 though I really don't know the consequences of having two Photoshops in my Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going smoothly, used CS3 and you know what? It had the same freaking problem with my CS5 when transferring video to frame layers. Sucking it so baad.&lt;br /&gt;It worked like crap so I uninstalled it in the control panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT?! TADAAAAAAAAAAAAH:&lt;br /&gt;Instead of uninstalling CS3 I clicked CS5, woergasrbjgalfbkgabdlbgDBASK;LNBKSJFANKA;SN FVCK.. Seriously, I panicked like hell. I just pushed the shut down button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned it on once more and saw that all the .exe files were marked as Photoshop files and instead of having their own individual icons they all had the PS shizz, I wish I can show you a photo of it but PAINT, PHOTOSHOP, neither POWERPOINT wouldn't open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im seriously going to cry if I wont be able to fix this. I've been searching the net for solutions but I can't seem to find the right key words to come up with a site that actually helps the exact same problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Help me, God. Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8240215937506172330?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8240215937506172330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/theres-alksfnalskfnalgnjkadsnf-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8240215937506172330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8240215937506172330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/theres-alksfnalskfnalgnjkadsnf-ing.html' title='THERE&apos;S ALKSFNA:LSKFNALGNJKADSNF-ing WRONG!'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8053517782405324632</id><published>2010-09-26T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:06:15.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the old times.</title><content type='html'>I still remember my guy friend,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Philip. He's one of the most smartest, sweetest, and gentle guys you'd meet. He's not like other guys. He's a toned version of them. And it's no mystery that my friend fell for him, it's only a crush. But there was this thing going on between them. Going to find time to tell about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when we were in the first year he would always approach me and ask for advice about my friend, Eujeane (SHE'S A GIRL). We'd talk during break times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss those times so much. I want to talk to him badly because I also became so close to him, we trusted each other and gave out funny memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's awkward at times but it's awesome it what makes him stand out.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8053517782405324632?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8053517782405324632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-old-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8053517782405324632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8053517782405324632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-old-times.html' title='I miss the old times.'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8716496922187138876</id><published>2010-09-25T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T01:34:07.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Obvious</title><content type='html'>Me and Jirah were one of the very few people who stayed in the classroom when the bell rang for lunch. There were five of us left in there to be exact, and VOLDE was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I crossed Volde he read out aloud "Saranghaeyo", means I love you in Korean. I stopped when I heard it but a split second later continued my way to Jirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another was one everybody was done eating and was left to have some free time. He went to me &amp;amp; Dolly's place, and sang a song while he was seated beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I believe just last Wednesday he pinched my cheeks. Not sure what to feel though, I know who he likes. And better if I dont get my hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd even like a girl like me.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8716496922187138876?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8716496922187138876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-obvious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8716496922187138876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8716496922187138876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-obvious.html' title='Not Obvious'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4188269341886860315</id><published>2010-09-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:33:20.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all coming back.</title><content type='html'>I still remember when I convinced myself that you were a bitter, irritating, bad-joker, and dumb ass person to be with.&amp;nbsp; But right after I confronted you about how I really think of you, things started to go back the way they were.&lt;br /&gt;We started laughing together again, we gave smiles to each other, and most of all we're friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you may be a guy and guys really ARE hard to understand sometimes but you made something clear to me; that no matter what happens a friend can still forgive and go back to the way they were before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, am I glad to be back. I really am&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-4188269341886860315?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4188269341886860315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-all-coming-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4188269341886860315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4188269341886860315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-all-coming-back.html' title='It&apos;s all coming back.'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7230613384668801389</id><published>2010-09-05T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:18:51.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icons'/><title type='text'>Emma Watson Icon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-w7LFXrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TGNXe1yVzNA/s1600/tumblr_l427uqBaMf1qagit2o1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-w7LFXrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TGNXe1yVzNA/s320/tumblr_l427uqBaMf1qagit2o1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-yGOjg9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/KUUQ8EAnbuk/s1600/tumblr_l834m24xXL1qczcnxo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-yGOjg9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/KUUQ8EAnbuk/s320/tumblr_l834m24xXL1qczcnxo1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-v53r2nI/AAAAAAAAAWE/x2r_Nfyjv1k/s1600/tumblr_l87kr9p3oz1qakn9to1_400_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-q1RL0kI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ynILd-t4Rs0/s320/4951654438_5814c5c254_z_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7230613384668801389?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7230613384668801389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/emma-watson-icon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7230613384668801389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7230613384668801389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/emma-watson-icon.html' title='Emma Watson Icon'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/TIJ-w7LFXrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TGNXe1yVzNA/s72-c/tumblr_l427uqBaMf1qagit2o1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2530306629093096163</id><published>2010-09-04T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T15:47:35.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning to make ICONS &amp; BANNERS!</title><content type='html'>Oh yessss. I will do so. But dont expect superb icons &amp;amp; banners, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2530306629093096163?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2530306629093096163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/planning-to-make-icons-banners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2530306629093096163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2530306629093096163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/09/planning-to-make-icons-banners.html' title='Planning to make ICONS &amp; BANNERS!'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5555571894502334052</id><published>2010-08-21T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:38:35.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10-Day Challenge..</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day One&lt;/strong&gt;: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/strong&gt;: Nine things about yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Three&lt;/strong&gt;: Eight ways to win your heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Four&lt;/strong&gt;: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Five&lt;/strong&gt;: Six things you wish you’d never done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Six&lt;/strong&gt;: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Seven&lt;/strong&gt;: Four turn offs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Eight&lt;/strong&gt;: Three turn ons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Nine&lt;/strong&gt;: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day Ten&lt;/strong&gt;: One confession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5555571894502334052?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5555571894502334052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-day-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5555571894502334052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5555571894502334052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-day-challenge.html' title='10-Day Challenge..'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2539326884196820559</id><published>2010-08-21T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T10:44:28.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><title type='text'>Dahil kay Vincent</title><content type='html'>I have no more plans on moving to another blog (:&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to know someone's supporting this blog of mine. And I have to be honest the reason why I was planning to move was because nobody was what I was writing. But after all the thinking I told myself that it's not about letting people read what you write it's all about how you express yourself, with that you're not supposed to &amp;nbsp;expect every other being you know read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Vincent for letting me realize that (:&lt;br /&gt;And of course those others who I know and love because of reading this crap of a blog I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys, to death :bd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2539326884196820559?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2539326884196820559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/08/dahil-kay-vincent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2539326884196820559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2539326884196820559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/08/dahil-kay-vincent.html' title='Dahil kay Vincent'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3359929202712420438</id><published>2010-08-21T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T10:24:38.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter DVD Set (Limited Edition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;I just got it last week and I was stunned. My aunt from UK sent it together with my granny who came there to visit them. When she came back she has it with her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;It’s such an amazing set! O.o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Though it only contains all Harry Potters 1-5. It’s still good. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" height="240" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hbebFKb81qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;This is the trunk where the DVD’s are in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hc2ulQZD1qzd56h.png" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;This is the ‘letter’ that’s in the trunk. It has Harry Potter cards in them (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hc5vUhFK1qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;These are the cards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hcvdfHIj1qzd56h.png" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;These are the two bonus DVD’s that come with the set.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hcwj54Zg1qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Philosopher’s Stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hd02CtxF1qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Chamber of Secrets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hd39GxSV1qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hd3waU6q1qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Goblet of Fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hd4s6Dzi1qzd56h.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; height: auto !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Order of the Phoenix&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3359929202712420438?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3359929202712420438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/08/harry-potter-dvd-set-limited-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3359929202712420438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3359929202712420438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/08/harry-potter-dvd-set-limited-edition.html' title='Harry Potter DVD Set (Limited Edition)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5813989149904567195</id><published>2010-05-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:41:02.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><title type='text'>Scared for tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Elections. There had been many debates, demand, problems, &amp;amp; disputes in this long wait. I have to be honest now that I do think that there would be a BIG problem&amp;nbsp;tomorrow and I think Im not the only one having that prediction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tons of problems with this Automation system.One of which is &amp;nbsp;But worse is that COMELEC is still convinced that the elections would be SUCCESSFUL. Goodluck with that :| Even blind people would be able to "see" what can happen if they know what's happening. Dont play around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5813989149904567195?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5813989149904567195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/scared-for-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5813989149904567195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5813989149904567195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/scared-for-tomorrow.html' title='Scared for tomorrow'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3917357309701647689</id><published>2010-05-09T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:18:15.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Rocks - Bad Romanc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8PAuvxCZuM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8PAuvxCZuM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So awesome! Ang galing. I believe they didnt use any&amp;nbsp;accompaniment :) GALENG!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3917357309701647689?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3917357309701647689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-rocks-bad-romance-so-awesome-ang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3917357309701647689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3917357309701647689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-rocks-bad-romance-so-awesome-ang.html' title='On The Rocks - Bad Romanc'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-1235094189912624161</id><published>2010-05-08T10:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:29:05.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>My Plans for Next Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Inspired by my dearest best friend: &lt;a href="http://ilovepandaspolarbearsandpenguins.blogspot.com/"&gt;NIKA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I have to admit to you guys that my summer is pretty boring &amp;amp; dull and that's true for every year. But I've thought about things these past few days and I told myself that I wont let my next summers to be suckish as before. So I made a list of activities to do &amp;amp; workshops to attend to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Writing Workshop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I want to enhance my skills in writing and I want to have a good position in our School Newspaper. I was supposed to attend one this summer with Nika, my aunt / bestfriend, but my mom didn't allow me to attend because I asked permission the 11th hour which kind of messes up plans&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Piano Lessons&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;This is a must, I have to know how to play piano not only for me but also for my family. My mom &amp;amp; her siblings knows how to play the piano very well. And as a niece I want also to do such. To be able to continue that family tradition. And it feels so good if I know I can play such instrument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continue Training for Swimming&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I may have mastered all the strokes but my coach told me that if I stop I may lose my touch in swimming. I was convinced to continue my lessons. I did some research and found out that there were some strokes existed that I did not know it was even there :)))).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guitar Lessons&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Another instrument that Im convinced to play. I believe that if I know how to play this &amp;amp; piano I would be more on the PRODUCTIVE side of everyday. I also want to write music even though Im not good at singing. Hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finish EVERY Book&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever presents were given to me BOOKS were the number one thing that they would give me. Thus a mountain high of books are in my room. But still I buy more books, my mom tends to give me more. Result? SOOOO MANYYYY BOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acting Workshops /&amp;nbsp;Script&amp;nbsp;Writing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School works and&amp;nbsp;activities&amp;nbsp;made my decide and go for it. Who knows I may have a future with it /:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Volleyball Camp &amp;nbsp;or Training&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting into volleyball. I enjoy both watching and playing the game. And some of my friends also say that I have skills. Trying to convince myself on joining the VBall club in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-1235094189912624161?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1235094189912624161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-plans-for-next-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1235094189912624161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1235094189912624161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-plans-for-next-summer.html' title='My Plans for Next Summer'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5351798552929226115</id><published>2010-05-07T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:36:32.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, mother's day is coming soon and Im not really sure how to make that day special for my mom :| Im clueless. My mom is really special to me in so many ways. She's the best!&amp;nbsp;We're partners in crime I should say. Why? Well, &amp;nbsp;there would be times I get stuck on particular situations and my mom is there to cover me up. Then at times we would go shopping, only the two of us :&amp;gt; She's the best mom everrr :-bd :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But of course there's only scolds from her specially if she's really&amp;nbsp;disappointed on what I've done which I dont like hearing because sometimes guilt eats me and sadness invades me at the same time :|&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She's not perfect but she's the best :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5351798552929226115?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5351798552929226115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5351798552929226115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5351798552929226115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-762433885045809103</id><published>2010-05-07T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:40:58.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miranda cosgrove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>iSaved Your Life</title><content type='html'>I saw this picture of Miranda Cosgrove &amp;amp; Nathan Kress on a bed. Nathan was sick while Miranda was sitting on his bed. Then I saw a caption saying that the picture was taken from the iCarly episode iSaved Your Life. It's my favorite so far. I dont want to be such a spoiler so maybe you can just search some clips on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly recommend this video for those teens like me who say that they're in love. This episode has got a true point on peers with specially teens. LOVE is the main focus here :) Here's the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4469229801_06dec430ea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4469229801_06dec430ea.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I loved it, I know you would too. Try to find it's true perspective :&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx,  Bianca &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-762433885045809103?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/762433885045809103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/isaved-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/762433885045809103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/762433885045809103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/isaved-your-life.html' title='iSaved Your Life'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4469229801_06dec430ea_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8643602544150913777</id><published>2010-05-07T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:36:15.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macboook'/><title type='text'>PLEASE!</title><content type='html'>I think I've sounded so desperate these past few days on&amp;nbsp;convincing my dad to get into a deal with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal involves a Macbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest with you guys, my father is not quite a man of his words. We've had this deal before and he didn't do what he was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal was if I was able to be an Honor for the whole school year I would get a Macbook. Still though, my father's showing signs that he's going to agree.&lt;br /&gt;Im still in the convincing part. Wish me luck :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. I'am going to post the links on where it's source is  ON the VIDEO / PICTURE / QUOTE or on the end of the post itself. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8643602544150913777?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8643602544150913777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8643602544150913777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8643602544150913777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/05/please.html' title='PLEASE!'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4920161730255878297</id><published>2010-04-02T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T02:52:36.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>NEW BLOGGER PAGE !</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! :) I have been composing literary pieces such as stories, poems and quotes for a long time so then I decided why not put them into a site of mine? Here's the URL to that page, please support and read as you have done to this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://istoryanibiancaf.blogspot.com/"&gt;HTTP://ISTORYANIBIANCAF.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. I'am going to post the links on where it's source is  ON the VIDEO / PICTURE / QUOTE or on the end of the post itself. 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The way they look, and in my experience it’s more likely that they would look so much BETTER. Reflecting on these I also have learned that people DO change at some points.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Then at times, I would ask myself have&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;changed? Maybe people dont say that to me because I’m still in the same school for about like, I dont know 7 years? JSYK the people who are being told that they’re prettier or have changed are former students of my school. Which I think the reason why their changes are more visible. Simply because you’re not seeing that particular person anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Those times, looking at their profile &amp;amp; photos I reminisce, these people were also the persons I shared my secrets with, people I enjoy talking to, people I laughed with, some I have even copied their laughs. Thats why sometimes I would talk to them and tell them I want to see them and take a good look at who are they are now. So far, no meet-ups were done but Im hoping that one of these days I would see them :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. I'am going to post the links on where it's source is  ON the VIDEO / PICTURE / QUOTE or on the end of the post itself. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-1066243590730139839?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1066243590730139839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1066243590730139839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1066243590730139839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-facebook.html' title='In Facebook'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5882127504303975744</id><published>2010-03-24T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:48:23.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was 5 in the morning, a cool Tuesday when our phone rang, my mom was preparing food in the kitchen that time so I had to answer the phone. Then a creepy, wiggly voice responded to my lousy &lt;i&gt;"Hello".&lt;/i&gt; I was kind of surprised with his voice. Then he asked me quite awkward questions like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ikaw pa lng ba gising?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Papasok ka ba sa school?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabi nila may boyfriend ka na, wag muna ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kamusta na?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But even before he asked these questions I asked him twice who he was. He just kept on answering &lt;i&gt;"Hulaan mo"&lt;/i&gt;. I was irritated already that I said &lt;i&gt;"Sino ba to? Sabihin na lang please."&lt;/i&gt; I said, cutting his words. He sighed and just as I thought he was going to say it he answered &lt;i&gt;"Hindi mo ako makilala no? May sipon kasi ako."&lt;/i&gt; I was like, wow, he's so persistent. Can't he sense I'm getting irritated and / or scared with what he was doing? Then again, I asked another &lt;i&gt;"Sino ba kasi to?"&lt;/i&gt;. He giggled and he said these with a flirty tone &lt;i&gt;"Hulaan mo nga, &lt;b&gt;KUYA &lt;/b&gt;mo ako."&lt;/i&gt; After that response I got goosebumps. I got scared at the same time. My mom came and I know she had the sense that I was on the phone for too long. About 5 minutes, I think. She asked me &lt;i&gt;"Sino ba yan?"&lt;/i&gt; I was stunned didn't know what to answer, obviously,&amp;nbsp; I was talking on the phone with a person I don't know his name. I just said, " &lt;i&gt;I have no Idea! "&lt;/i&gt; . I heard the guy on the phone speaking but I didn't understand what he was trying to say.&amp;nbsp; I just said "&lt;i&gt;Ibababa ko na yung phone&lt;/i&gt;" the phone leveled away from my mouth, but this time I said it louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; First off, I have tons of guy friends I consider as &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Kuyas"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but only a few knows my phone number. I suspected one but he told me wasn't the one who called me. I was out of ideas who he was. Because the others doesnt really sound like him. The only thing I can count as a clue was the part where he told me he was my Kuya. But behind all these, I think it was a wrong number or a prank call, perhaps. As far as I can tell there's still that possibility that I also know this guy. But still if he was smart enough he could've just told me his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr. Caller, if you're reading this can you please tell me who you are? I'm creeped out. Please just tell me. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. I'am going to post the links on where it's source is  ON the VIDEO / PICTURE / QUOTE or on the end of the post itself. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5882127504303975744?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5882127504303975744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5882127504303975744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5882127504303975744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-1988077871559891135</id><published>2010-03-20T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:22:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amateur in Photoshop</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hi Guys :) I'am now making myself learn how to do the so called &lt;i&gt;typographies &lt;/i&gt;in Photoshop. And the reason? TUMBLR. I've been following so many maker people that I was inspired to do so. They're really great and I'm hoping that I'm going to be as good as them ( they are all just too good! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm teaching myself by the means of tutorials in YouTube, searching How To's in the web and of course asking the maker people how did this, did that and stuff :) Anyways, I just want to show you some of my first few typographies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6QimFy_DbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bWY6dwaN4kM/s1600-h/TADAAA.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6QimFy_DbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bWY6dwaN4kM/s400/TADAAA.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6Qin8knZUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5u5LouX7jxE/s1600-h/ALALA.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6Qin8knZUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5u5LouX7jxE/s400/ALALA.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6Qiqbdfh-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/xSIcTRwHoEg/s1600-h/spread.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6Qiqbdfh-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/xSIcTRwHoEg/s320/spread.png" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what do you think? :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. I'am going to post the links on where it's source is  ON the VIDEO / PICTURE / QUOTE or on the end of the post itself. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-1988077871559891135?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1988077871559891135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/amateur-in-photoshop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1988077871559891135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1988077871559891135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/amateur-in-photoshop.html' title='Amateur in Photoshop'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6QimFy_DbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bWY6dwaN4kM/s72-c/TADAAA.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5477852409852656095</id><published>2010-03-18T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:07:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the LAST DAY</title><content type='html'>"LAST DAYYYY!" the boys shouted and as for me, I just sat down on my seat quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it. It's now the last day of classes and I'm not even ready on giving out my goodbyes :( I sat completely sad and then I just knew tears were coming out of my own eyes. I hugged my closest friends and told my messages to them. Tho others I hugged them and told them "BYE" with a timid smile. As for my wonderful teachers I said goodbye too. But this time I asked them to write on this piece of paper I would treasure forever. I asked them and gave them this huge hug &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt; . The same day my closest teacher / friend grabbed my &lt;i&gt;inspirations' &lt;/i&gt;arm and told him " Say goodbye to her, cant you see she's the only one crying in the class?" He said goodbye and so did I. My guy friend, Alfred blurted out something that was about to make me busted. And yes I was the only one who cried :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm badly in love with this section, I have done so many crazy stuff with them, many firsts happened and I have felt something different within this lovely section of mine. I'm proud to be a part of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I - MAALALAHANIN ( SY 2009-2010 ) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Thank you so much for everything. I would never EVER forget you guys. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;I LOVE YOUUUU ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6G0Isf4iHI/AAAAAAAAATw/oNOy0vhKCNc/s1600-h/tumblr_kzdf2sj0AN1qatr7ho1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6G0Isf4iHI/AAAAAAAAATw/oNOy0vhKCNc/s400/tumblr_kzdf2sj0AN1qatr7ho1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;picture from http://mumulovemunsteir.tumblr.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. I'am going to post the links on where it's source is  ON the VIDEO / PICTURE / QUOTE or on the end of the post itself. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5477852409852656095?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5477852409852656095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5477852409852656095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5477852409852656095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day.html' title='the LAST DAY'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S6G0Isf4iHI/AAAAAAAAATw/oNOy0vhKCNc/s72-c/tumblr_kzdf2sj0AN1qatr7ho1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5104152729389128146</id><published>2010-02-21T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:53:32.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>I NOW HAVE GHOSTGIRL by TONYA HURLEY</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My goodness I'm going to tell you how I saw Ghostgirl . &amp;nbsp;I was just in this particular section in National Bookstore when just by thought I glanced at the other part of the said section the there it was on the other shelf &lt;b&gt;GHOSTGIRL &lt;/b&gt;by &lt;b&gt;Tonya Hurley&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;. I was surprised to see it there, I mean I was expecting to be on the bestsellers. Anyways, I grabbed them to make sure they were real. There were about more or less 10 copies there, in both Ghostgirl and Homecoming all together. I pretended to browse it since some were there too . I grabbed Ghostgirl , went to the cashier. I went to my mom who was waiting by the near restaurant. I told her that Ghostgirl was available she was also startled .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After I told the story of seeing the book I asked her if I can buy Homecoming she said "NO!" . Why? I'm really sure too but still I have to obey. But instead of going back there and seeing it &lt;i&gt;not available &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I went back to the store and got the book , went to Customer Service and asked if I can reserve Homecoming till next week . Surprisingly I could . I wanted to shout it out . Then I went back to my mom and told her what I did she told me it's fine if I would buy it by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just can't believe I have it now :) :) Here's a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S4ATKPr3eyI/AAAAAAAAATo/sgFeElSRHBI/s1600-h/Picture0299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S4ATKPr3eyI/AAAAAAAAATo/sgFeElSRHBI/s200/Picture0299.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;there are lots of books ? 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Obviously during Christmas I have already been eying this sweet MACINTOSH&amp;nbsp; product. And since then I dared myself to earn for it for a year. To share with you I now have 10,000 bucks and I still have 48,000 bucks more to go. Sounds impossible?&amp;nbsp; I know. But there is nothing to lose. My only aim is that before I step foot on my last year in High School&amp;nbsp; I would be able to buy myself one. :D... that;s about 3 years more :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38uhbltJAI/AAAAAAAAATA/HiffaHfIAJo/s1600-h/tumblr_kxwjsg7M741qaevoio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38uhbltJAI/AAAAAAAAATA/HiffaHfIAJo/s200/tumblr_kxwjsg7M741qaevoio1_500.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, the main reason why I &lt;strike&gt;want&lt;/strike&gt; NEED a &lt;b&gt;macbook / pro&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; is because of how fast it is, how flawlessly I can document things, be able to enjoy 7 hours of battery, the fact I can install and use photoshop without any hassle and of course photobooth. I just need a sleek, durable, AMAZING or in other words a reliable laptop and I propose that MACBOOK fits that well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NIKON D90 &lt;/b&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonathanhaynes.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/541532941_bg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.jonathanhaynes.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/541532941_bg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Another pricey gadget, I know. But I love this DSLR. My uncle has one and he lets me borrow it during occasions. I take shots and show it to my uncles and aunts and they would always tell me that I have a touch in photography which I gladly agreed&amp;nbsp; on. My father also has a DSLR camera it's NIKON D40 . I was quite surprised by the way my dad goes gaga over it and no doubt why he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To match up things, I also love making lovely and unique shots and at the same time cherish moments. I love documenting stuff from writing, speaking, recording, scarpbooking, picture taking , name it I do it :D I enjoy keeping and reminiscing memories. And another is that I find photography somehow relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GHOSTGIRL &amp;amp; GHOSTGIRL : HOMECOMING by Tonya Hurley&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38x2GElNEI/AAAAAAAAATY/YUhcEpQm1xM/s1600-h/4164021994_dbb550679c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38x2GElNEI/AAAAAAAAATY/YUhcEpQm1xM/s200/4164021994_dbb550679c.jpg" width="113" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38xytl-fuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/fMECuo89cC8/s1600-h/Ghostgirl-Homecoming_lr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38xytl-fuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/fMECuo89cC8/s200/Ghostgirl-Homecoming_lr.jpg" width="103" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38xGRY7Q0I/AAAAAAAAATI/1JMXjsmWApI/s1600-h/4043570530_092f360f2c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S38xGRY7Q0I/AAAAAAAAATI/1JMXjsmWApI/s200/4043570530_092f360f2c.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Now, now these are not gadgets anymore they're books! I love the way Tonya Hurley made her concept because as a reader I honestly find teen / fiction and thrillers / suspense genres&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;the bestreads. And in this book fiction, thriller, and teen are all blended into one amazing story. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My only problem are the availability of both books. And I have to wait for roughly 2 months just to grasp copies. But&amp;nbsp; I know it's all worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOKIA EXPRESS MUSIC 5800 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.pcworld.com/news/graphics/154270-Slide-4-Nokia_5800_Express_Music.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://images.pcworld.com/news/graphics/154270-Slide-4-Nokia_5800_Express_Music.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I love this phone&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;it suits my texting and music listening habits. Plus it's touch screen and bundled with a reliable camera. I say it's an average priced gadget even so, earning is still at the top of my game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOURCES of PICTURES :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for ghostgirl :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/43681621@N04/4043570530/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/mei-mei_helen/4164021994/ &lt;br /&gt;http://www.sassisamblog.com/2009/10/21/ghostgirl-homecoming/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for nikon D90&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jonathanhaynes.com/the-nikon-d90-is-now-in-stock/news/2008/09/09/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for MACBOOK&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/macbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for nokia express music 5800&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dotsis.com/mobile_phone/showthread.php?161007-Nokia-5800-Music-Express-Best-Collecation-Thems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I will post a new entry by tomorrow too sleepy... again :| * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. 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As funny as it may seem but it took us about an hour to be convinced. My mother got her diary that was just bought right from National Bookstore ( which was only 12 steps away from the said resto ) and a pen . I followed my mom on her way to Mr. Cayabyab. I find him very kind and warm . His smiles were natural and so was her wifes .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told my dad I cant do it because I was afraid on myabe Mr. Cayabyab himself wont entertain my request turn out I was really wrong :)) I will post the photo by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Im quite sleepy already :)) See ya :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"WE SAW RYAN CAYBAYAB ! " &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. 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Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2571489418154911294?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2571489418154911294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/ryan-caybyab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2571489418154911294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2571489418154911294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/ryan-caybyab.html' title='Ryan Caybyab'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3496274933639537555</id><published>2010-02-13T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:38:05.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>Ghostgirl by Tonya Hurley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n54/n271644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n54/n271644.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hachettebookgroup.com/_images/ISBNCovers/Covers_Enlarged/9780316113595_388X586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.hachettebookgroup.com/_images/ISBNCovers/Covers_Enlarged/9780316113595_388X586.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes high school really is a matter of life or death…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I lay me down to sleep, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray the Lord my soul to keep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I should die before I awake, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray the popular attend my wake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Usher feels practically invisible at school, and then one day she really is invisible. Even worse: she's dead. And all because she choked on a gummy bear. But being dead doesn't stop Charlotte from wanting to be popular; it just makes her more creative about achieving her goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought high school was a matter of life or death, wait till you see just how true that is. In this satirical, yet heartfelt novel, Hurley explores the invisibility we all feel at some times and the lengths we'll go to be seen&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to buy and read&amp;nbsp; this book., I've been reading reviews about it&amp;nbsp; since yesterday and the criticism is parted into halves . Some say it's good and very exciting and some say it's immature and not what they expect them to be. Even so, majority says that this book has so much potential even the author. I know I' not supposed to be saying those things since I haven't read the book itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I did a blog about this because I was really supposed to buy it I even had the book on my hand that time but I made decision not to for I was earning for my ipod nano that time. Boy, was that a really DAMN BAD decision. The book is now out of stock in two branches of Fully Booked. I went there for four times and I&amp;nbsp; was hopeless. Now, what I'm trying to do is I would e-mail every branch of Fully Booked I now I can get to and ask if they have the book available and it's sequel.&amp;nbsp; I will also call some National Bookstore stores and ask if they too have available copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I sound pretty desperate? YES IAM! Why? I saw my classmate having the book and I read it's first few pages and obviously I want MORE. I'am going to buy &lt;b&gt;Ghostgirl &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Ghostgirl : Homecoming &lt;/b&gt;( the second book ) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The book has a pretty nice website. Go on and take a look :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ghostgirl.com/"&gt;Ghostgirl WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(click it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;YBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. 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Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3496274933639537555?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3496274933639537555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/ghostgirl-by-tonya-hurley.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3496274933639537555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3496274933639537555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/ghostgirl-by-tonya-hurley.html' title='Ghostgirl by Tonya Hurley'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-52433994341695642</id><published>2010-02-12T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:58:57.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc.'/><title type='text'>Caught my Attention :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OayiGSqFPnQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OayiGSqFPnQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is just a veryCHEESSSYYYY song. Somehow corny but it's still a really pretty song :) It's titled Mahal Kita Kasi by Nicole Hyala :D &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST CLICK &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(number of comments)comments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. 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Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-52433994341695642?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/52433994341695642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-just-verycheesssyyyy-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/52433994341695642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/52433994341695642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-just-verycheesssyyyy-song.html' title='Caught my Attention :)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-6171427947637402714</id><published>2010-02-12T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T13:34:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Picture :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S3Vbncp6e3I/AAAAAAAAASo/9H9mKR8Jgb0/s1600-h/17851_1207959680638_1278075420_30561385_4509351_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S3Vbncp6e3I/AAAAAAAAASo/9H9mKR8Jgb0/s200/17851_1207959680638_1278075420_30561385_4509351_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture made my heart jump. I don't know what to do when madam had asked me to. A TEACHER :))) . I don't know how to react on this .. LOL x))))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. 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Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6171427947637402714?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6171427947637402714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6171427947637402714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/picture.html' title='The Picture :|'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S3Vbncp6e3I/AAAAAAAAASo/9H9mKR8Jgb0/s72-c/17851_1207959680638_1278075420_30561385_4509351_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2613922630623098887</id><published>2010-02-12T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:39:41.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alala'/><title type='text'>I Felt Valentines ... Somehow</title><content type='html'>It was a very hot day but Valentines was felt by me for the FIRST TIME! So many random stuff happened I have no idea why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We lost at the Intramural for Volleyball but we were only outnumbered by &lt;b&gt;ONE POINT &lt;/b&gt;which is not much of a failure. Well we weren't supposed to lose if not for the bias coach. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I sat down by one bench then all my guy classmates sat beside me. At first I was the only girl sitting down with them but gladly my other girlfriends sat down with me. But &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; sat beside me. It was a really awkward feeling to sit down beside you. I would just carelessly stare at you and sometimes you too would stare back. And then you said something that particular thing is unexpected. Look I dont know if you're serious or what all I know is that I now also consider you as a friend of mine. I was even supposed to tell you a secret while we were seated. But you were not serious T_T . And even though you continue to tease me... I TRY TO BE A SPORT. I WILL GIVE YOU REVENGE &amp;gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, it was &lt;i&gt;him .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;While waiting for our turn in&amp;nbsp; the competition &lt;i&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;was seated next to me. I just got shocked when I realized he was leaning his head at my shoulder. I leaned back ( DAMN ME ) then it lasted for about 5 minutes I stopped leaning on him when I was laughing so hard I bent down :))))))) OK I may sound a little stupid but &lt;i&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;is my LOVE :") and by the way &lt;i&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;was the guy I talked about the last entry, &lt;b&gt;It's Hard To Fall &lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whatever has happened I'm glad that I'm friends with both of them . Without them my day would be boring ... believe me . &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. 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Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2613922630623098887?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2613922630623098887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-felt-valentines-somehow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2613922630623098887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2613922630623098887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-felt-valentines-somehow.html' title='I Felt Valentines ... Somehow'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8592400219855111718</id><published>2010-02-11T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:59:40.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's Hard to Fall ...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You know what? I always think of you and I find you beautiful" he said with a charming smile on his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seated in front of you and I have felt that you were really different treating me. You were teasingly touching my hand, saying things that are TOO sweet for me to handle and you're smiles were quite, well, cute today. I don't know why that just happened but when I asked you who was your crush it was &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how stupid I'am to actually believe that you'd like a girl like me. Maybe I'am not good enough for you but I was dumb to fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I asked some of my friends about this and they told me these : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, fine. Maybe he said that he likes &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; but don't you get his point? He will not tell you because he wants to continue to talk to you and not change the kind of relationship ( as friends ) you have now. Do you think if I will ask you who is your crush I would answer 'YOU'. No, right? So he's just showing his feelings for you through the things you've told me happen a while ago." Said my friend MELEA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bianca, I think you have to be frank now. With a serious tone and a friendly smile ask him 'Do you like me?' Why ask him that? Well based on what you've told me he was really showing 'stuff' to you and I can tell it's also quite obvious. It's hard just to keep on hoping and in the end you'll get hurt now it's better to know the real stuff behind it all. It's either you tell him and know that he loves you back or you don't tell him and you'll just keep on hoping until &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;finds him and then you would get hurt" Said my non biological BIG sis, Jessica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do. But I'm really glad I have people like them by my side :) Thanks you guys. I promise I wont let an inch of my story be missed by you :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come .....&lt;b&gt; MAYBE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. 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They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8592400219855111718?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8592400219855111718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-hard-to-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8592400219855111718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8592400219855111718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-hard-to-fall.html' title='It&apos;s Hard to Fall ...'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-995517601197034518</id><published>2010-02-04T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:23:15.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbook'/><title type='text'>IPOD NANO :)</title><content type='html'>5Th Gen , 8GB with FM Radio, Video Camera, Pedometer, Microphone, Voice Memos best of all it's PINK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok so maybe it really wasn't a plan of mine to buy one ... but I was happy with this product. REALLY ! I had been going back to Power Mac Center for this and Macbook / Pro .&amp;nbsp; I love my parents and godparents so much \mmm/ YOU ROCK GUYS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.argos.co.uk/wcsstore/argos/images/69-9007712MSA72UC615120M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.argos.co.uk/wcsstore/argos/images/69-9007712MSA72UC615120M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-995517601197034518?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/995517601197034518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/ipod-nano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/995517601197034518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/995517601197034518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/ipod-nano.html' title='IPOD NANO :)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8646243026330814531</id><published>2010-02-04T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:05:25.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakdowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>It's Not The Same Anymore</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They say true friends are always there for you. I believED they do. Well, at least some are like that. When you've lost that friendship touch does it mean you would &lt;i&gt;back stab&lt;/i&gt; that friend or BEST FRIEND of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't believe that you told me that but I still want you to know that I still care for you. I tried to understand what was happening between the 4 of us friends but seems like there's no other reason for me to look for. You weren' t the same person I saw, I loved, I shared secrets with and the girl whom I made very peculiar things with. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I knew that you told those things about me, I cried. So much. I have never thought that you would tell me that :(( . I'm just glad (somehow) I knew the real you. You have been insensitive of the friendship we had. I hate you now :| .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sana a time will come na malaman mo kung gaano kasakit itong ginagawa mo sa'min ni *goBANNA. Hirap na siya, di mo ba yun nakikita? ANG MANHID MO ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. 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They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8646243026330814531?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8646243026330814531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-same-anymore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8646243026330814531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8646243026330814531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-same-anymore.html' title='It&apos;s Not The Same Anymore'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5697216879620627641</id><published>2010-01-31T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:02:19.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student teaching'/><title type='text'>Student teaching. They're all worth LOVING</title><content type='html'>Here is the narrative report I've created and it's all about the student teaching :)&lt;br /&gt;e="Generator"&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 14" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cnorman%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cnorman%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cnorman%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:Wingdings;	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:2;	mso-generic-font-family:auto;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}@font-face	{font-family:Wingdings;	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:2;	mso-generic-font-family:auto;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}@font-face	{font-family:Calibri;	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-520092929 1073786111 9 0 415 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"Century Gothic";	panose-1:2 11 5 2 2 2 2 2 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-unhide:no;	mso-style-qformat:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	margin-top:0in;	margin-right:0in;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	margin-left:0in;	line-height:115%;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:11.0pt;	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoChpDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	mso-default-props:yes;	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}.MsoPapDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	line-height:115%;}@page WordSection1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.WordSection1	{page:WordSection1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Student – Teaching, They’re All Worth Loving&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Student – teachers, this is what they’ll be calling them from November 25 until 28, 2010. Bianca Felipe and Camille Salvador were chosen to be teachers for English and tackle the topic, Subject – Verb Agreement and the poem Stranger at the gate by Natividad Marguez . The sections they were going to handle was Maalalahanin, Madasalin, Makakalikasan, Mahinaon and Maagap. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the first day of teaching Bianca was &amp;nbsp;quite shy and timid with her co- student teachers, who wouldn’t be uncomfortable when almost 70% of the student teacher faculty were mostly from the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; year students. But she was glad to see 6 of her batch mates as also student teachers, also she is more relieved to know that Camille is her partner who have been an S.T. twice. Camille as an adviser went to her class&amp;nbsp; while Bianca attended the flag ceremony at the ground floor of SJB . Then the first sound of bell was heard, Bianca was vacant on the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; period and Camille was handling that, so she stayed in the faculty. Quiet and left out . When the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; bell rang she picked up her things and saw Camille. They had a conversation and in that conversation they agreed to handle all the sections with the presence of one another ( the plan was to split the schedule among Bianca and Camille so meaning the 5 periods per day will be 2 for Bianca 3 for Camille then next day 3 for Bianca 2 for Camille etc. ) for the sections to be familiar with them. The day turned out fine and Bianca was now looking forward to the upcoming days and so was Camille &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; day (lets skip the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;) Camille needs to be present in her club practice for the day’s performance and so Bianca was left handling all the sections by herself. Although she had some problems regarding on disciplining a particular section her friend Paige Tribdino helped her out too. But that particular happening also helped Bianca to be more strict, sensitive and organized when it comes to teaching the sections . And when this day (even also from the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; day) &amp;nbsp;came Bianca and Camille made new friends among the student teacher faculty. They even called that particular circle of friends “ THE GANG . Bianca is now comfortable with the environment in the faculty and glad to make friends in the higher year (mostly from the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; year). This same day Teachers’ Day was celebrated. It was a funny and touching experience for both students and teachers. One part of the even was giving out old pictures of&amp;nbsp; the teachers and the students were challenged to guess who was on the picture. Another was the exchanging of gifts between student teachers and teachers. The teachers were given bags that says “ PROUD TO BE A MARIAN TEACHER” and the student teachers were given t-shirts that says on the front “WHEN I’M TEACHING …” at the back “..I LEARN” . What wonderful tokens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When the last day of teaching came &lt;i&gt;THE GANG &lt;/i&gt;was unhappy for it was the last day for them to stay in one room, being able to do seat-ins, eat together, laugh and tease one another …all in ONE room. So then, they took photos as much as they could and did seat-ins while they could. It was the most fun day among the four days of teaching. Of course Raphael Bello told &lt;i&gt;THE GANG &lt;/i&gt;that they still have to bond even if they’re not ST’s anymore. Him and Paige were the saddest because it is their last year In SMCQC and they were also the closest to the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; year STs. Bianca and Camille are really glad to be friends with people like them. Really glad. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even though it hard the two still managed to smile and laugh with their students. It can’t always be shouts and scolds for the class, but you also have to be merry for your students to be attentive. &amp;nbsp;Because sometimes too much strictness would lead to nothing, especially when you’re teaching a naughty section. Not only that but they have learned what kind of sacrifice our teachers do for us to learn ; headache, blood, sweat, money, time, pain on your feet, patience and most of all their unending love. It may only be English but with it so many virtues are piled in . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5697216879620627641?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5697216879620627641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/student-teaching-theyre-all-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5697216879620627641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5697216879620627641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/student-teaching-theyre-all-worth.html' title='Student teaching. They&apos;re all worth LOVING'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-828525756031513910</id><published>2010-01-30T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:36:11.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Student - Teacher Week ;; Intro</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Bianca, you'll be my student-teacher" it took only this line to tell myself that somehow my teachers and my classmates see potential within me . And I'm really thankful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was chosen to be the student teacher of the subject English under Mrs. Acaylar. When madam told me that I' am her student teacher she told me not to tell anyone first. So I have done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Two days after being chosen, I met my partner, Ate Camille she was the one who introduced herself and I'm really glad she did . We settled communication through facebook, planning things, asking how we would teach the sections we were going to handle . Speaking of sections we handled 5 sections in the first year ( Alala, Dasal, Likas, Hinahon &amp;amp; Agap )&amp;nbsp; and we taught them &lt;i&gt;Subject and Verb Agreement &lt;/i&gt;&amp;amp; the poem &lt;i&gt;Stranger at the Gate by Natividad Marguez&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told Ate Camille that I'm not that confident when I'm already in front of my students. My insecurities EXPLODE. I can tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After all the preparation .. what has happened on my first encounter with my beloved students? Let's continue to explore my student teaching and click day 1 in my blog list :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-828525756031513910?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/828525756031513910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/student-teacher-week-intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/828525756031513910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/828525756031513910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/student-teacher-week-intro.html' title='Student - Teacher Week ;; Intro'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-6139290455578783301</id><published>2010-01-17T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:02:54.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share'/><title type='text'>Happiness Machine of Coke .</title><content type='html'>HAPPINESS ! That's the line that coke says on every&amp;nbsp;advertisement they do. And I found this video on youtube.com where they did the sharing of Happiness in a peculiar and awesome way. Watch the video below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqT_dPApj9U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqT_dPApj9U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6139290455578783301?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6139290455578783301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/happiness-machine-of-coke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6139290455578783301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6139290455578783301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/happiness-machine-of-coke.html' title='Happiness Machine of Coke .'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7671159511620651449</id><published>2010-01-17T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:37:14.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Tita Sai &amp; Tito Aj's Wedding</title><content type='html'>First the invitations, the dresses, the hair, shoes, and the make-up. All was prepared, excited and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It all happened January 16, 2010 a fair Saturday afternoon when my Auntie Sheryl Segovia became a Sheryl Yap. The wedding march was beautiful and as for my soon-to-be Uncle (that time) , Uncle AJ some saw tears from his eyes which was very nice for being part of the Felipe Clan. I picture them as a happy couple as the priest delivers his Homily about life after and during a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But to tell you all the married couple have to listen to his homily for them to be enlightened about their married life. It says in the homily that some love or passion between after marriage between couples would become less. Their desire for each other lessens. But back when they were still courting they would say lines like "I cant think of you everyday", " I cant breather without you" or any cheesy lines they know. But when marriage is accomplished ...everything fades away. No more kisses and hugs. And time for each other. "They're supposed to have a strong and better relationship. AJ &amp;amp; SAI, YOU have to have that!" &amp;nbsp;says the priest. And while this was on going I was glancing at my parents who were seated right beside me. By the end of the homily the priest said "&lt;b&gt;NO RETURN NO EXCHANGE&lt;/b&gt;" :)) it's up to you how you would get this line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Another part of the wedding I liked the most was the&amp;nbsp;PHOTO BOOTH. Everybody was given the dose of creativity, vanity, and BOND :) . I loved this because me and aunts had so many pictures together. And seems like it added for our more stronger relationship as a family .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/biancaniccole/TitaSaiTitoAJSWedding?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S1KSVKgkD9E/AAAAAAAAARI/ZKY7Mt_X-Cw/s160-c/TitaSaiTitoAJSWedding.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/biancaniccole/TitaSaiTitoAJSWedding?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Tita Sai &amp;amp; Tito AJ&amp;#39;s Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. 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They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7671159511620651449?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7671159511620651449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/tita-sai-tito-ajs-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7671159511620651449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7671159511620651449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/tita-sai-tito-ajs-wedding.html' title='Tita Sai &amp; Tito Aj&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S1KSVKgkD9E/AAAAAAAAARI/ZKY7Mt_X-Cw/s72-c/TitaSaiTitoAJSWedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-238073019709697853</id><published>2010-01-17T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:38:23.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>Still MACBOOK?</title><content type='html'>Nope. I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I won't give up if it was so easy to earn Php 60, 000 . Okay, I know what I've said before but I also realized that the deal I've had with my mom is not reliable as I thought it was. I'm also adding up to financial burden. Ok so maybe my mom doesnt take it that way. She's even willing to help .But as the eldest I can feel that my mom also needs that Php 150/ day . Anyways, I still continue one part of the deal and that was to help doing household chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I'm planning an &lt;b&gt;iPhone 3G / &amp;nbsp;S &lt;/b&gt;or &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;iTouch &lt;/b&gt;instead. Okay so maybe more on the iTouch because the iPhone is more expensive :)) But whichever I still have to earn for it (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Wish me luck ! (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. 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They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-238073019709697853?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/238073019709697853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-macbook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/238073019709697853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/238073019709697853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-macbook.html' title='Still MACBOOK?'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8312319053871910716</id><published>2010-01-17T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:39:29.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><title type='text'>God's Light ..</title><content type='html'>We were visiting the mass at the Good&amp;nbsp;Shepperd Parish when it was already Conceccration . All knelt on the kneeler and then while I was praying ( w/ closed eyes ) I realized that there was light directly onto my closed eyes. I opened them and was surprised that I was the only one being centralized by the ray of the sun. My mom was also startled and amazed. When I knew this I&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;prayed, who knows maybe it's somehow a sign from Him. Ever since I always remember what has happened . AMAZING .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE&lt;/b&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp;amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8312319053871910716?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8312319053871910716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/gods-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8312319053871910716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8312319053871910716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/gods-light.html' title='God&apos;s Light ..'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7893404865506375235</id><published>2010-01-09T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:42:47.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><title type='text'>Scribbles</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I was fixing the things that I was going to bring for our dinner with my uncles and aunts who would leave next week . And then I saw these fillers 7 of them :O Then I just remembered that I wrote on them the thoughts I used to have. I enjoyed reading and was somehow amazed of how I can write things. Well of course some were having a few mistakes with grammar. But that's always part of it :) . Anyways I want to share one piece I saw in those fillers. Here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is a Misery&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;March 7, 2009&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have too many mistakes that I dont know how to undo them anymore . I have tried but it seems that things got worse. I got confused ---- LOST . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then now I realized that life is like writing the way you want things with a sign pen , bleed through ink on a thin piece of paper. That when things go wrong it's hard to forget them because everything would leave a mark. It's hard to hide them, erase and .... &lt;i&gt;forget &lt;/i&gt;about it . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, in a person's life &lt;b&gt;love &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;respect &lt;/b&gt;from or to your family and loved ones is the key to avoid Misery in life or just lessen it. Faith and Trust on yourself is also needed . Live without them and you'll suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See, I told you. I never thought I can create such thought :) Anyways just leave your comments anyone can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANYBODY CAN LEAVE A COMMENT, &lt;B&gt;ANYONE&lt;/B&gt;. Even if you're not a member or such, as long as you have a keyboard you can leave a comment :) THANKYOUU &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="1" color="black"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="4" color="red"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="century gothic" size="1" color="white"&gt; Copyrights are implemented in my blog / posts / entries. Nobody can effin' &lt;b&gt;COPY &amp; PASTE&lt;/b&gt; my entries not unless they have the permission to do so. If you want to just contact me at &lt;i&gt;biancaniccole@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; Some images in my blog / posts are from certain websites. I dont proclaim I own them. They're all owned by their respective owners. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7893404865506375235?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7893404865506375235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/scribbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7893404865506375235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7893404865506375235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2010/01/scribbles.html' title='Scribbles'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4225326551066644807</id><published>2009-12-27T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T09:54:30.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbook'/><title type='text'>I ALREADY HAVE A MACBOOK (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Sza9p2WY9pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/U4PxDbgO_dg/s1600-h/22144_1280347899675_1559390963_716231_4873502_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Sza9p2WY9pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/U4PxDbgO_dg/s320/22144_1280347899675_1559390963_716231_4873502_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, no. That's my aunt / bestfriend's Macbook. She's seated right beside me. I love it ! She's even playing Plants vs. Zombies while I was looking for a song on her itunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-4225326551066644807?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4225326551066644807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-already-have-macboo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4225326551066644807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4225326551066644807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-already-have-macboo.html' title='I ALREADY HAVE A MACBOOK (?)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Sza9p2WY9pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/U4PxDbgO_dg/s72-c/22144_1280347899675_1559390963_716231_4873502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4251615361338277142</id><published>2009-12-27T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T09:53:55.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbook'/><title type='text'>Earning for the MACBOOK</title><content type='html'>I WAS WRONG with my past calculations it would not take me 3 years! My mom helped me figure it out and guess what it would only take a year ! I need to earn Php 5,000 per month or approximately Php 250 in a day. At my first thought on coming up with this I really had no idea until my mom told me that she can help me out. Well of course we had a deal I have to do &lt;i&gt;major&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;household chores&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;everyday&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;then by the end of the day sh would give me a reward and that is about Php 150 - 200. I know it could be a nice deal but it will also pay off with a ton of patience and hardwork. I want to prove to my dad that he was wrong with what he has said that I will never be able to buy a Macbook myself, well just wait my dear father . I will be typing on the keypads of macbook after a year .. &amp;gt;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2631047197_a06e2a5f40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2631047197_a06e2a5f40.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you'll be mine within a year. I will be typing on your keypad .. hayyyy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. DONATIONS ARE APPRECIATED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-4251615361338277142?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4251615361338277142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/earning-for-macbook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4251615361338277142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4251615361338277142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/earning-for-macbook.html' title='Earning for the MACBOOK'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2631047197_a06e2a5f40_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5751188579425787457</id><published>2009-12-26T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:46:16.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Updated Wishlist / More Specific Wishlist</title><content type='html'>Here I did some updates on my previous wishlist and now I know what I REALLY want. The blouses and pants are done and I'm planning to have shoes more :) Also, I have received enough BOOKS. The books I received are nice and I have to say I've been flooded of books. So 3 items in my wishlist have came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Glee Cast OST Vol. 1 &amp;amp; 2 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with their music right after I heard Don't Stop Believin' on my favorite radio station. I&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;downloaded the said song and started admiring their other music .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Booklight -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need this ! And I'm planning to get the one from fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. MACBOOK -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm earning for this one. I really am. I keep on coming back in the POWERMAC store just for to see it. Haha, even though it costs Php 58,000 and would take like 3 years for me to achieve the said price. I would pursue it. ANYTHING is&amp;nbsp;POSSIBLE. So just wish me luck on this. I like the Pink one .. do they exist? Haha but any color would be fine as long as it's MACBOOK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. iPod Touch - &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like MACBOOK earning for this cutie to be mine. ILOVE APPLE / MACINTOSH's products !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, these are the only things I need, few but I would be very happy to receive any of them specially #3 and #4 :)) . Kidding. But honestly I want to have them and I would be happy my whole life ! :D:D:D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;**All of the items in my wishlist is planned to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;bought by me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;given to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;by my loved ones. Hoping they would see this :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I like the 2nd one better :)). But hey it's all upto them what to give me. And as for me I have to spend my cash wisely...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;P.S. DONATIONS for the earning of the MACBOK and IPOD TOUCH are appreciated&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;..hahah :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5751188579425787457?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5751188579425787457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/updated-wishlist-more-specific-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5751188579425787457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5751188579425787457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/updated-wishlist-more-specific-wishlist.html' title='Updated Wishlist / More Specific Wishlist'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8799547028255627524</id><published>2009-12-26T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:55:51.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>What I received ..</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas. PRESENTS. Here is the list of what I received this Holiday Season. It's only December 26 ( the day I'am typing this ) And it's not yet the end of season, so hopefully some would still give me gifts. Hehe, and I would just update this list .. But for now, these are the things I received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books, tons of books from my&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Aunt Nadia and Uncle Gray&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The growing pains of Adrian Mole - Sue Townsend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole ( aged 13&amp;nbsp;3/4 ) - Sue Townsend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea - Jules Verne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The RIGHT to WRITE - Julia Cameron&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Little Women&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;-&lt;/i&gt;A book from&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Nika&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;- The Book Thief - Zusak --&lt;br /&gt;-TONS OF CLOTHES from my&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Mom, Grandma, and Uncle Ronnie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;Cupcake Creations &amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Aunt Nadia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;( it’s a set for making Cupcakes )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- A Blue Bag from&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Uncle Winston&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;A Gucci Backpack from&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Grandma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Chucks from&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Father &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;Hello Kitty Mug from &lt;b&gt;Ate Felly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;Urban Necklace from &lt;b&gt;Aunt Anne&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cellphone Laces from &lt;b&gt;Stephen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;*well I would &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt; this … and BTW Some gave me cash instead :D:D:D *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8799547028255627524?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8799547028255627524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-received.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8799547028255627524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8799547028255627524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-received.html' title='What I received ..'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3972369962179266494</id><published>2009-12-22T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:48:53.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Abusing-the-occasion-Solicit</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was the celebration of Christmas parties in my parents' office. There were so many kids and so was new faces of teens and adults. And obviously some abused that occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mom is a chief in her division and so some may have thought that she has many cash to give the kids that would come to her office , &lt;i&gt;even though my mom doesn't know them neither their parents &lt;/i&gt;. Me and my mom got so disappointed about this. Even adults, workers of the office like janitors and waiters would come and simply say "Merry Christmas" and we know what that means "Can I have some cash?". After they would say this they would just wait there for my mom to give them something. It's simply called &lt;i&gt;abusing-the-occasion-solicit&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now what my mom did was she didn't stay in her room, she stayed inside the division's office but not specifically in her room. I was the one seated in her desk whereas I surfed the net on my mom's computer . I saw people coming and they would ask "Is boss there?" I would say no, she's not here. My mom isn't really&amp;nbsp; avoiding to give out but she just want to give the one's she really have an obligation on, like her godchildren and the people who really have helped her, friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are even some who use their kids to solicit or ask for money, abusive somehow.&amp;nbsp; I know . But my mom got really disappointed she told me that people are having the GUTS wayy to much that they're already crossing the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Point is, that they should not be so abusive it's sometimes not good to look at specially when the person doesn't really know you then you would ask for some. That's very unhuman like :)). Anyways they shouldn't make the wrong thinking as I do. That it's all about CASH. We have to know that Christmas is the birth of GOD and the spirit of giving should always be within us. STOP THE I-WANT-CASH thing .. tss. Be thankful already if someone took the initiative to give you something. It's the thought that counts . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="24" hidden="true" id="myFxSearchImg" src="data:image/png;base64,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%3D" style="border: medium none; display: none; opacity: 0.6; position: absolute; z-index: 2147483647;" width="24" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3972369962179266494?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3972369962179266494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-celebration-of-christmas-parties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3972369962179266494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3972369962179266494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-celebration-of-christmas-parties.html' title='Abusing-the-occasion-Solicit'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3751610303489058849</id><published>2009-12-22T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:39:24.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>MY DREAM ;; Be an IRONING MAID</title><content type='html'>We ate dinner at Max's restaurant and my parents where such in a good mood, we reminisced and I just knew something&amp;nbsp; and I cant even remember that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father told me that as a kid I would often play would my ironing play set and I used to say that I would like to be an &lt;b&gt;IRONING MAID, &lt;/b&gt;weird I know. I laughed so hard. One even looked at me. Well I was surprised to know that I would say that. I surely was a KID that time :)) hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3751610303489058849?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3751610303489058849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-dream-be-ironing-maid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3751610303489058849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3751610303489058849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-dream-be-ironing-maid.html' title='MY DREAM ;; Be an IRONING MAID'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7101634081213593417</id><published>2009-12-22T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:24:19.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><title type='text'>the MEN's CR</title><content type='html'>Munch. Drink. Burp. Mirror. Comfort room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to the ladies' comfort room but before that I looked by the mirror near the men's CR. Then after looking at myself,&amp;nbsp; unconsciously, I opened the door of men's CR. I even saw a guy peeing. Oh goodness, I was so careless. I was shocked, good thing the guy didn't turn around. I immediatley closed the door and did a peace sign to myself and kept on saying sorry to myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson? Have a sense of direction :)) and NEVER BE CARELESS :)) grbe ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7101634081213593417?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7101634081213593417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/mens-cr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7101634081213593417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7101634081213593417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/mens-cr.html' title='the MEN&apos;s CR'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7069234565983406281</id><published>2009-12-21T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:09:26.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS SPIRIT!</title><content type='html'>Carols, aguinaldos, lights and decors. They're now here ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay so maybe I was wrong with what I've said in my past entry. I LOVE IT NOW. Though I can feel it, seems like it's less felt compared to past Christmas celebrations. I hope this Holiday Season would turn out good, for me at least. We have so many parties to attend this week, what a bum ! Anyways I like waaaayyy better than just sitting infront of my PC inside my room. I would share photos on every event. :) See you guys ! Have fun this holidays!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I would post&amp;nbsp; pictures here and / or in my FB.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7069234565983406281?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7069234565983406281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7069234565983406281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7069234565983406281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-spirit.html' title='CHRISTMAS SPIRIT!'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8371929870028228001</id><published>2009-12-21T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:46:58.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DYING</title><content type='html'>Many hollywood and local celebrities have died this year and I've been wondering about this for a long time now....&lt;em&gt;how does it feel to&amp;nbsp;die? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course it would depend on how you would die. Like when you would die of old age ... does that exist? Or you die with an ilness or die in an accident. The last two may be the most abundant, surely pain would be there .. But what I mean is you would feel after that. I may be weird for thinking about this. Some say it would feel numb, but HOW? Like would you feel like floating, invicible, or light? \&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; How I wish I could interview a person who have experienced such . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I shouldn't be thinking about this. I'm still young. But -- even so death can come in a blink of an eye. Okay, okay..enough :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had the urge to share it, but I was thinking about this since I was in the 3rd grade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8371929870028228001?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8371929870028228001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8371929870028228001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8371929870028228001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/dying.html' title='DYING'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3139447307049472839</id><published>2009-12-19T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:48:48.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAADD ME .. (?)</title><content type='html'>One of friends have read my previous post the one was titled "5,000 vs 2,000" he commented about my perspective through talking to me in my YM. He told me that there was quite greediness towards the post. And I wasn't&amp;nbsp;surprised&amp;nbsp;with his reaction . I know somehow I have that perspective in that post . Of course I'm just glad a friend told me such opinion :) He is a true friend ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He reminded me to appreciate small things, thoughts that people would give / say to you. It could be sometimes unfair but that's how life is. You can't always be at the top. And it's your sister you're competing with .. YOUNGER SISTER. &amp;nbsp;Also to mind my own business, one of his tips. Surely that's something I have to learn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm just glad I have a friend like him, a very reliable. The one who knows how to help you correct mistakes even in the most &amp;nbsp;little ways ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKYOU, &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;BES&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;aka &lt;i&gt;Kuya&lt;/i&gt; Jet :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKYOU :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3139447307049472839?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3139447307049472839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/baadd-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3139447307049472839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3139447307049472839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/baadd-me.html' title='BAADD ME .. (?)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2505350467469200483</id><published>2009-12-19T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:55:18.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>It's the Holidays and you know what that means. Yup, you're right&amp;nbsp;beginning to scribble the items you want most! I have the following in my wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pants &amp;nbsp;/ Skinny Jean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;s &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There would be so many parties and gatherings that we would attend to this Christmas not only that I also have a lot of tops but I have like only 4 pairs of jeans in my closet, okay that might seem a little peculiar but it's true! I'm going to buy some after I have earned from the cash given by the adults around me, THANKYOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Tees / Blouses &amp;nbsp;( the tops that are in now ) -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;There are a million reasons why I love to dress-up even though I may be a plus sized girl. I want to make myself look good ! There's no problem with that, right? But of course I want to look in a FORMAL /&amp;nbsp;RESPECTED&amp;nbsp;way, I dont want to dressed like a cheap lady nor a drag princess. NO WAY ! Possible stores to buy: Debenhams, Maxine, Marks &amp;amp; Spencer, Colision. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Shoes / Chucks / Doll Shoes / Slippers / Gladiator Sandals -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Another thing that's lacking &amp;nbsp;in my closet . Goodness I just want my closet to overflow with it xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Booklight -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Okay, I just saw this in Fully Booked and it caught my eye like YEY ! :)), I would be buying this maybe after I have earned all of my money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I want my wishlist filled with CLOTHING. I'm dying to dress my self up this Christmas. They may sound basic but I just want to look good.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Few? NOT, I would add more, I just forgot what were the other things I had set my mind on:)) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. G-Tech Ballpen Set -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I saw this on my tumblr, oh gosh I'm totally craving for it! I'm going to hunt it down in Bookstores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. GLEE Cast Original Soundtrack Volume 1 &amp;amp; 2- &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Now I'm not being&amp;nbsp;spendthrift. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I really adore these people's music. When I first heard their song Defying Gravity the song literally got stuck in my head I loveeee them :) Though I don't know the cast and I don't really watch their show xDDD. But I swear, going to ODYSSEY &amp;nbsp;and BUYYY these two CDs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. books&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would be wonderful but dont expect me to read it immediatley I still have tons of books to read :D:D:D as long as it is Sci-Fi , Horror or General Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Speed Stacks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I really know I would be addicted to this game, I know I would love it. I checked it's price it is like 800 :O . :D:D BUYYY MEEE :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. MACBOOK ! ( PINK or WHITE )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm earning for this to be mine, I know it would take almost forever but I know someway for me to earn faster... HOUSE CHORES .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. IPOD TOUCH / NANO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARNINGG. I'm fine with nano but who knows maybe I can also buy touch !&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**All of the items in my wishlist is planned to be &lt;b&gt;bought by me &lt;/b&gt;or &lt;b&gt;given to me &lt;/b&gt;by my loved ones. Hoping they would see this :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;I like the 2nd one better :)). But hey it's all upto them what to give me. And as for me I have to spend my cash wisely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I would add more**&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="24" hidden="true" id="myFxSearchImg" src="data:image/png;base64,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%3D" style="border: medium none; display: none; opacity: 0.6; position: absolute; z-index: 2147483647;" width="24" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2505350467469200483?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2505350467469200483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2505350467469200483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2505350467469200483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-9023250053182149212</id><published>2009-12-19T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:17:58.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family problems'/><title type='text'>5,000 vs 2,000</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christmas season is now in the building and obviously here in the Philippines it's a time for godparents to give &lt;i&gt;aguinaldo &lt;/i&gt;to their &lt;i&gt;inaanaks&lt;/i&gt;. So many teens would tell me that the older I would get the lesser cash I would receive, they would tell me when I was still like 10 or 11 below. Now that I'm 13, goodness do I know how disappointing it feels. My sister is 8 and I know she has more godparents than I do. But way back when I was only 10, I can still have a tie of the amount of cash I would receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But just last night mom got out an envelope containing a message at the front "FROM: Ninang Gadia TO: My Inaanak". All I know is that SHE is MY GODPARENT! But what did my mom do, she gave the envelope to my little sister which contained Php 5,000. FUUUU ... was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To tell you, me and my sister would often fight over whose godparent is that person. My mom gave the envelope to my sister so probably it was supposed to be hers. But FUUUU, it sucks ! Bigtime ! My father says my sister has more godparents now that's just obvious. As for me I have few godparents and very selfish ones.. well not really SELFISH, they just sometimes forget that I'm they're godchild. And If they're going to give me some cash they also have to give some for my little sister, so it's hard for me to overwhelm my sister, since she has always a cash where ever she would go. STUPID. I hate myself, this is what I get for all my hardwork to take care of her, FUUUU .. I will have my time, just wait little sis &amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;BTW, she has 5,600 now while I have 2,000 -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-9023250053182149212?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/9023250053182149212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/5000-vs-2000.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/9023250053182149212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/9023250053182149212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/5000-vs-2000.html' title='5,000 vs 2,000'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-6226128191979793368</id><published>2009-12-19T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:18:20.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><title type='text'>The Month "OCTOBER"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OCTOBER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Does not care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;what others think&lt;/span&gt;. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Loves children&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Everything is TRUE! Except for the last part, I don' t really like accompanying children..seriously &amp;amp; where I don't care about what others think, I have always cared. So much that sometimes I'm not being myself anymore. I Love to chat, it is what I do 45% infront of my PC.&amp;nbsp;Definitely I do love the people around me, sometimes they're even wondering why i'm that thoughtful. Sometimes I do want things at the "CENTER". Inner is what most people would say, few would say physical :D:D:D. &amp;nbsp;I LIE LIE LIE but never do I pretend in what I feel. I get angry easily but I get angry for the right reason, but sometimes I also try to control myself because I know I'am putting a bad reputation towards my name. I treat my friends importantly, I really do. I don't know how I'd survive without them by my side to make me laugh, cry and learn. I love making friends! Specially when they're older than me :D. I'am easily hurt, too sensitive but I forgot something easily so easy that I tend to laugh once again after what have happened as long as I know it's something minor I wont mind, really. I Daydream everynight before going to bed and when I have nothing to do at break times in school then I would write them on my notebook of thoughts [ it's a real notebook ]. I sometimes do become opinionated, as long as I have something to say. I say ARRGHHH :)) Emotional? YES! I'm a very sensitive person. I cry easily, I laugh easily, I smile easily and I love easily . I have this&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clairvoyance &lt;/span&gt;swear, it's hard to explain how.. but there is. ILOVE LITERATURE ! TRUST ME ! Easily jealous is so true, specially as the eldest. I hate being left out or being left behin, because my sister is younger she gets everything she tantrums about and I would say it nicely would get scolds! ~X( Truly CONCERNED, so much that there was a time my guy friend asked me if I liked him. But not that's the whole point. I love the people around me and I want to that to them in every single way I could. I want to let them know the REAL ME and that they could always run for me for my help. OUTDOORS! SPORTS ! I'm always fair from my arrangement of things to my friends gifts from my time for them :) &amp;nbsp;Okay I admit it, I'am a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spendthrift&lt;/span&gt;. I sometimes buy something just because so many people have it. Then by the end I would reminisce and start to blame myself for irresponsibility and insensibleness. I promised myself that I would only spend my cash this&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;on CLOTHING, SHOES and a BOOKLIGHT :D:D. Easily influenced one of the most common things my aunts have observed, but I have to agree with them. I lose confidence that easily because I always think of the negative side of what can happen. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? What does your birth of month say about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;JANUARY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very Stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;FEBRUARY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislike unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;MARCH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Attractive personality.sexy. Affectionate.Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;APRIL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Active and dynamic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Decisive and hasty but tends to regret&lt;/i&gt;. Attractive and affectionate to oneself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Strong mentality&lt;/i&gt;. Loves attention. Diplomatic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems&lt;/i&gt;. Brave and fearless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Adventurous&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Loving and caring&lt;/i&gt;. Suave and generous.&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Emotional&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Aggressive. Hasty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Good memory&lt;/i&gt;. Moving Motivates oneself and others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Sickness usually of the head and chest&lt;/i&gt;. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;MAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;JUNE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;ULY:&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover but never forgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;AUGUST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride of oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;SEPTEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves sports, leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;OCTOBER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;NOVEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciates praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;DECEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(188, 188, 188); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6226128191979793368?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6226128191979793368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/month-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6226128191979793368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6226128191979793368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/month-october.html' title='The Month &quot;OCTOBER&quot;'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-1478472796917514097</id><published>2009-12-19T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:18:14.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>A Vicious Virus</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Well, it was morning and did my usual morning ritual...COMPUTER. I powered it on. I was only surfing the web for about 15-20 mins. and then this warning like popped up. It said that it was a anti-virus and it has scanned like 29 harmful viruses in my hard drive. It even shows the harmfulness of the scanned viruses. Then there was like an option at the bottom that says "cure" or "heal" or "save" my computer &amp;nbsp;[ I can't remember ], I clicked it and there it says I have to purchase it. I just ignored it, but goodness did it keep on popping and the sooner it pops the higher the scanned viruses were. I got scared and was completely wacked out. I googled the said anti-virus and right there I knew it was a VIRUS itself! The "anti-virus" is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;WINDOWS PC DEFENDER&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;. Right then and there I just realized that for these past few months I had no anti-virus, NONE . I&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;searched for a cure for this darn virus. Atleast I have tried like 4 - 5 ways only 1 seems to work right and that was a Spyware / Malware detector it was called like "SPY DOCTOR" or something. The others were bogus, bigtime. I was just glad I found a way on how to get rid of it. Seriously, I can't imagine my PC crashing down :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyways now that you know be careful of that sites you visit. I believe I got mine from downloading a screensaver from one site and I was dumb enough to trust a site where it has only plain text and pale page. But still be warned the internet is a source of OVERFLOWING viruses all over the world, you can't tell how far these viruses can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAUTION ! :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WINDOWS PC DEFENDER --&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;says it is a anti-virus but itself is one virus .. BE WARNED !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-1478472796917514097?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1478472796917514097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/vicious-virus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1478472796917514097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1478472796917514097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/vicious-virus.html' title='A Vicious Virus'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7217279403647031674</id><published>2009-12-16T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:18:35.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenager'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's no joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretending until we didn't notice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were ascending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starting my day by seeing you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then laughing all day with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm happy we're now friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Becuase I've came to realize that you're&amp;nbsp; one my gems &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going to miss you&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday you'll be missing me too.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-bianca f. :*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were only pretending to like each other,&amp;nbsp;joking around as people would come along. But honestly&amp;nbsp;I'm now at a point where&amp;nbsp;I think I'm starting to&amp;nbsp;fall again. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7217279403647031674?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7217279403647031674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-no-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7217279403647031674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7217279403647031674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-no-joke.html' title='It&apos;s no joke'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7642060466562082157</id><published>2009-12-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:53:10.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Posts ;; No New Posts</title><content type='html'>Too much pressure, stress and panic. It's simply too much for this past month. First off, I'm really sorry that I haven't posted new entries, as explained earlier there's no time for me to do so. I have written down everything that have happened to me, or such happenings that I should be posting here. So by this Christmas Break this blog would be full of &lt;strong&gt;NEW &lt;/strong&gt;entries again :). Just let me get through December 17 '09 then I would start doing the posts. I promise guys ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, thank you for those people, friends who are reading my blogs I truly appreciate it..you can't imagine how much I'am :) God Bless and SEE YOU SOOOOONNNN ... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7642060466562082157?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7642060466562082157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-posts-no-new-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7642060466562082157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7642060466562082157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-posts-no-new-posts.html' title='Few Posts ;; No New Posts'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7041696996066961382</id><published>2009-12-08T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:18:45.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maalahanin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smcqc'/><title type='text'>the 2-day Fair O.o</title><content type='html'>Fair, a so called gathering of different stalls, rides, and booths paired with fun and laughter. AND WHERE YOU CAN REST IN SOME PLACE OR DO SOME “ARRANGED” ACTIVITY OR EVEN OPEN THE CLASSROOMS FOR STUDENTS TO ENJOY THIS “FAIR” !!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like there’s something wrong with the intro? There really is, I wanted to just say how I felt about our fair in our school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so then a week before,our fair was already announced by our department. They told us some guidelines and some were “YOU CAN BRING ANY OF YOUR GADGET” and “YOU ARE GOING TO WEAR CIVILIAN CLOTHES BUT PLEASE FOLLOW OUR RULES TOWARDS THE WEARING OF CIVILIAN”. After our OD have said this murmurs followed, a sign of everone as being exicted. Well I have to admit I was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FAIR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so prepared. While driving to school I and my classmates were texting each other on where we were blah blah. So I arrived at school and the SCL inspected my bag and told me to immediatley sign my attendance in the Panay Gate. I followed and there I saw some of classmates and we went to the meeting place together. We thrown comments about each others clothes and such. When we arrived at the meeting place, my boy classmates where having the PSP FRENZY :)) gosh, their eyes were so stuck with their PSP :)) Anyways, after about 10-15 mins we were said that all HS students were said to go to the quad. We followed the FC happened and some special numbers were done, which some were BORING! We’ve got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we romaed all over the place and did so many things together. We ATE, PICTURES, SOUNDTRIP, ATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ikr? Eating was the main agenda :)). But to be honest we got so exhausted and tired and BORED! Damn, it was so tiring. We sat in one place where it was quiet and where we can literally sleep, rest and relax. Our feet was hurting ! Goddness, the only enjoyable thing we could do which was affordable was to EAT and one chance to play in the inflatables. The Inflatables and Eating were the best part with friends DOLLY, CIARA, MARIAH, ALEX, EUJEANE &amp;amp; SOPHIA. Tihee, thanks guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL THE SCHOOL NEEDS TO IMPROVE THEIR PLANS WITH HELDING A FAIR ! I got cough and colds afterwards the 1st day tha’s why on the 2nd day, which is today. I didn’t went to school .. &amp;gt;:) . I will enjoy 2 days of the 3 days next school fair :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7041696996066961382?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7041696996066961382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-day-fair-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7041696996066961382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7041696996066961382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-day-fair-oo.html' title='the 2-day Fair O.o'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3735709794962039100</id><published>2009-11-22T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:32:38.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>NO Christmas Spirit ?</title><content type='html'>At this time of the year there would be Christmas lights, &lt;i&gt;parols &lt;/i&gt;, carols and jingles. But to be honest I feel nothing as of now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We all know that the recent calamity left all Filipinos breathless but is it a sensible reason for us to forget that Christmas is here? I have to say, NO.&amp;nbsp;Filipinos are very religious and I doubt it if they would forget about their own unique ways of preparing for the coming birth of Christ. But we can't really blame them, it was a very hard memory to remove and it was&amp;nbsp;unbearable for all of us. What past is past, it was done !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Today is a &lt;i&gt;gift &lt;/i&gt;that's why it's called &lt;i&gt;present&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Point is I'm just quite worried and uncomfortable knowing that I have this feeling. It's new to me and I just want to let every other Filipino that there is still hope! It was only a test of faith, unity and love for every other. &amp;nbsp;Don't neglect the culture you've gotten used to. LOVE it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LET THERE BE CHRISTMAS &lt;i&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/i&gt; :) !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3735709794962039100?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3735709794962039100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-christmas-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3735709794962039100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3735709794962039100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-christmas-spirit.html' title='NO Christmas Spirit ?'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7774552735349658916</id><published>2009-11-21T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:15:35.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alala'/><title type='text'>Friendship Critical -- AGAIN</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks I've noticed that me and my bestfriends [or at least on of them] &amp;nbsp;get into a fight often and it really caught my attention. I dont like seeing them / us fight with each other. It sometimes make me think that we were destined for some wrong reason. But I dont want to, I LOVE THEM ! They are the only persons I know who can understand me truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a new seating arrangement, new&amp;nbsp;seat mates&amp;nbsp;of course and I was sitting with the 3 smart people in the class. Somehow, Hanna is really opposite of them in some sort.. that's why I think Hanna really doesnt get along with them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The bell rang and it was our break. Iah asked me if I could accompany here in the canteen since her friends ( our new seat mates) have different plans. I said yes. While we were going to the canteen two of my bestfriends were behind us, going the same place as we were. I asked Hanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Na'san si Melea?"&lt;br /&gt;she replied "Nasa Earth"&lt;br /&gt;then I said CANDIDLY "Ang poser mo" then a giggle at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told her she was a poser because I used to that often whenever anybody would ask where a particular person was. I &lt;b&gt;wasnt serious !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hanna and my other bestfriend went to a different direction as we were. We arrived at the canteen and seems like Iah's friends didnt have any other plans at all, we ate together. And it was my first time to have lunch together with these people. And they were all nice:) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Going back to the classroom, I saw my bestfriend Jirah ( she was with Hanna on going to the canteen, she was the one with Hanna that time ), and she told me that Hanna told her something about me. Yes, you guessed it right it was about the poser thing I've said :| . She told Jirah "Bakit ganun. Di naman ganun si Bianca &amp;nbsp;dati aa, ndi nia ako sinasabihan ng poser kapag sumasagot ako ng ganun..nag iiba cya porket kasama nia cla Iah".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was surprised to hear this, I and Jirah went straight to our room and saw her there talking with our other bestfriend, Melea. I was walking toward Melea but Hanna walked away. Melea told me the same thing. She asked me if I and Hanna can talk outside. I said yes. I was about to go outside but Hanna&amp;nbsp;interrupted&amp;nbsp;and walked in, facing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We were arguing by shouting and the whole class was looking at us )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt; :"Bakit mo ko sinabihan ng poser? ha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; :"Di naman ako seryoso nun ee! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt; : "Sinasabi mo ba yn porket kasam mo na sila Iah? Nagpapasikat ka?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the words tore my heart. It was too painful to hear, specially coming from your own bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:"HINDI! Alam mo naman magkaibigan tayo ee, hindi ko kayo basta-basta iiwanan at sasaktan ng ganun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I was now teary eyed and biting my lips for tears not to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H: &lt;/b&gt;"Sige! Sumama ka na sa knila at iwanan mo kmi.. !"&lt;br /&gt;..she walked out of the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for me, I looked back and sat suddenly on the floor and I was crying.. everybody else saw it. Melea went to me and hugged me while we sat. And some of the girls were comforting me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was crying, and it was a big misunderstanding. She knows how I'am . A real joker and &lt;i&gt;mahilig mang loko and mang asar &lt;/i&gt;. I dont know what got into her when she felt that way .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The same break time , I saw her outside talking with Melea. After they talked Melea went to me and told me that Hanna wants to apologize. I went outside and HUGGED her in &amp;nbsp;flash! I she too did the same thing I said everything. That they're my one and only best friends no one will ever replace them.. I was teary-eyed again. And I said finally, SORRY . '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--END--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessoned I've learned here is that I should also be&amp;nbsp;sensitive&amp;nbsp;with my friends' feelings. I know how they are, how they act, think and speak and that's a good reason to be sensitive with their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was also another test of time. A test for me and Hanna to prove that we're bestfriends and we were meant to be friends. Friends cant avoid having disputes, but these disputes are also the things that make your bond stronger to one another. Never forget that these friends of yours are treasures and they can never be the same of any kind. They're unique and you are too. Love them as if there would be no tomorrow ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ILOVEYOU:* &lt;/span&gt;JOHANNA, MELEA &amp;amp; JIRAH !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Swdo_3oONlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5ysWOZ6H_KU/s1600/PB050013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Swdo_3oONlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5ysWOZ6H_KU/s320/PB050013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;L-R ;; Me, Hanna, and Jirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwdpIzS5M6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PWDPM1mwFpk/s1600/PB050017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwdpIzS5M6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PWDPM1mwFpk/s320/PB050017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;L-R ;; Me, Melea, Jirah ( we were seatmates in our Field Trip )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7774552735349658916?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7774552735349658916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/friendship-critical-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7774552735349658916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7774552735349658916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/friendship-critical-again.html' title='Friendship Critical -- AGAIN'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Swdo_3oONlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5ysWOZ6H_KU/s72-c/PB050013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4360518012865013883</id><published>2009-11-21T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:19:08.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>RED MANGOOOO ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We ate at the &lt;b&gt;RED MANGO, &lt;/b&gt;it was the best Frozen Yogurt you'll taste ! It was genius, the owner of this company is the daughter of the president of Jollibbee &amp;amp; she's young, only 21. I think?. Forgot her name. Anyways, it's also a healthy dessert PLUS you can choose the toppings of your choice. IKR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to LOVEEEE it ! &lt;br /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwbGbXn15zI/AAAAAAAAALw/5_HnzerlLAw/s1600/bianca+f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwbGbXn15zI/AAAAAAAAALw/5_HnzerlLAw/s320/bianca+f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mom enjoys it too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwbHxVjZG2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BqO-FSCsw9Q/s1600/bianca+f+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwbHxVjZG2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/BqO-FSCsw9Q/s320/bianca+f+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Red Mango's Bowl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: large;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-4360518012865013883?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4360518012865013883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-mangoooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4360518012865013883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4360518012865013883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-mangoooo.html' title='RED MANGOOOO ...'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SwbGbXn15zI/AAAAAAAAALw/5_HnzerlLAw/s72-c/bianca+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4697381810032033285</id><published>2009-11-21T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:19:30.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squidward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>FAKE -- love</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;talked with "&lt;i&gt;Friendship"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;last&amp;nbsp;Thursday&amp;nbsp; and while talking with each other he said something "like" this "Bianca, crush kita. Promise" I said "like" because it was vague, I even asked him what he said. But he didn't reply back. He just continued to talk like there was nothing he said. Then I asked him on who was his crush, he told me "Crush nga kita" now this time it's clear. I laughed and he did too. But what was weird was that he kept on stating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 of my girl classmates asked &lt;i&gt;"Friendship" &lt;/i&gt;the same thing. And they said names of my girl classmates because they were guessing who it was. 1 of them said "Si Bianca?" he said "YES, OO crush ko yan si Bianca e" . I laughed and then again he did too. But this time he said "Di nga, crush nga ktia". I was like SHOOT, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;But &lt;i&gt;"Friendship" &lt;/i&gt;is my friend and I know who he's real crush is. We're just friends but I dont get it on why he has to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But &amp;nbsp;at the same time I also go with his thing. I also said to him that I liked him, but hey it was a joke. WTF :)) But I think there's really &lt;i&gt;something .. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry if there are many BUTS I have to, many things to give clarity / explanation with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-4697381810032033285?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4697381810032033285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/fake-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4697381810032033285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/4697381810032033285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/fake-love.html' title='FAKE -- love'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5957370403220285774</id><published>2009-11-21T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:19:36.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><title type='text'>New Phone</title><content type='html'>Finally ! I now have the phone I had been Googling and Youtube - ing for months. Nokia 7210 Supernova. It's called a budget phone and I had been researching this phone for some time and I know that I would be happy with it's performance. Surprisingly, it did more than I expected it to. But to tell you, I won't be able to have this phone without the help of my parents, they added cash to my earnings for me to be able to buy one. Thank Youuuu . Anyways, I would wait&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;a month&amp;nbsp;whether&amp;nbsp;I can tell it's specific performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5957370403220285774?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5957370403220285774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5957370403220285774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5957370403220285774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-phone.html' title='New Phone'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5165762758811070088</id><published>2009-11-16T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:19:41.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philppines'/><title type='text'>PACQUIAO WINS via TKO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.411mania.com/siteimages/411blog_pac_cotto_35936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://www.411mania.com/siteimages/411blog_pac_cotto_35936.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sweet victory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;once again for the Pinoys, for Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao have achieved &amp;nbsp;victory &amp;nbsp;with his fight over Miguel Cotto for the WBO welterweight title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the first round Cotto showed his skills. It was tough fight since it got to reach til' the last and final round. Many Filipinos admit that it was a dreadful match, for many boxing analysts say that Cotto has enough power to beat up Manny. One proof was his fight against Mosley.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Manny made Cotto fall on the 12th round within the last 55 secs. of the fight and was declared as Technical Knock Out (TKO) . Everyone was so happy to know that Pacman once again waved the flag of the Philippines. Manny left a swelling face for Cotto. But we all have to admit that this fight was incredible. One factor is Cotto being a good sport, he hugged Manny at the end of the fight &amp;nbsp;:) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Manny made history for he is now holding &lt;b&gt;7 TITLES &amp;nbsp;in different divisions&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;awesome&amp;nbsp;! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.411mania.com/siteimages/a%20dsc_0412_35956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://www.411mania.com/siteimages/a%20dsc_0412_35956.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.411mania.com/siteimages/a%20dsc_0517_35955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://www.411mania.com/siteimages/a%20dsc_0517_35955.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;source of pictures :: http://411mania.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5165762758811070088?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5165762758811070088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/pacquiao-wins-via-tko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5165762758811070088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5165762758811070088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/pacquiao-wins-via-tko.html' title='PACQUIAO WINS via TKO'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2733129327885477129</id><published>2009-11-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:22:59.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Dares .. ENDLESS</title><content type='html'>Well it was another day of &amp;nbsp;full of dreadful dares. I had no idea it would be&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that &lt;/i&gt;way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some people know that I like you, but doing that dare doesnt mean I'm going to drag you away from your relationship with your girlfriend. It was a dare that you didn't do but &lt;i&gt;someone &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;meant to scream out loud "**** LIKES BEING&amp;nbsp;WITH&amp;nbsp;BIANCA" .Obviously it was all&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;false&lt;/b&gt;, I didn't do dare because I KNOW that he has a relationship with someone. &amp;nbsp;I just liked him that doesnt mean I would get him from &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;She &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is also my friend and she has a relationship with &lt;i&gt;him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; and she heard what someone had said and she misunderstood. This misunderstanding led to a&amp;nbsp;controversy between the three of us and some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really guilty right after that incident. Considering the fact that &lt;i&gt;she &lt;/i&gt;knows what I feel for &lt;i&gt;him. &lt;/i&gt;She took it the wrong way, he thought &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was cheating. but he really DOESNT ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry Cath, &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;never cheated on you. He was very loyal and loving to do that. And third he had done nothing false between the 2 of you. It was &lt;i&gt;someone's &lt;/i&gt;fault, he wasn't supposed to &amp;nbsp;scream that statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson? Always situate yourself in the right part of people's lives .. NEVER butt into someone's life specially if you know that you're doing something wrong all&amp;nbsp;throughout. Trust me you'll never get what you want if you disturbs&amp;nbsp;someone else's life .Always do what is right for this is another key to VICTORY &amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2733129327885477129?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2733129327885477129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/dares-endless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2733129327885477129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2733129327885477129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/dares-endless.html' title='Dares .. ENDLESS'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-440332323780341926</id><published>2009-11-11T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:41:52.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable Slogans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In English and CL we were tasked to create some slogans for a particular project and I thought of really fun ones. I want to share them with you :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In English the topic was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Physical Fitness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought of this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BE HIP , JOIN OUR TRIP ! DO A BODY FLIP and be PHYSICALLY FIT &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In CL we were given our own styles of creating our own campaign on how teenagers today can be closer God. I though of a concept that teen can use their own hobbies, talents and skills by their own little way of being close with Him. Here it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; LET YOUR HOBBIES BE THE WAY --- BE THE WAY FOR GOD TO SAY "AYE"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 good tricks on how to come up a catchy slogan are:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Think of rhyming and sensible words that match up together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Don't just use a word for senseless slogans, by the end you would end up creating an annoying and confusing slogan than a catchy one&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Concentrate on the topic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-- Don't poof around different ones and let your words / phrases be close as possible to your&amp;nbsp;concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-440332323780341926?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/440332323780341926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/unforgettable-slogans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/440332323780341926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/440332323780341926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/unforgettable-slogans.html' title='Unforgettable Slogans'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5726521779089657894</id><published>2009-11-11T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:21:58.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alala'/><title type='text'>the PAPER between us ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was just another day of preparation for a presentation. Panic, dispute and last-minute changes but between those times you were still able to fool around and gosh was I&amp;nbsp;shocked&amp;nbsp;with what you did .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was settling in one place, you grabbed my face and FAKE-ly smooching. &amp;nbsp;I covered my face with a piece of paper and then felt that your lips pressed against the paper and on mine . I was left unease and annoyed. WHY THE HELL do you have to do that?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'century gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5726521779089657894?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5726521779089657894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/paper-between-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5726521779089657894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5726521779089657894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/11/paper-between-us.html' title='the PAPER between us ..'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8655834090083177185</id><published>2009-11-01T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:34:28.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTEE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;VOTE ! &lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8655834090083177185?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8655834090083177185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/votee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8655834090083177185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8655834090083177185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/votee.html' title='VOTEE !'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-732192653912128952</id><published>2009-11-01T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:24:48.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Joining PETA ;; Summer Workshop :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love composing stories, making poems, and some quotes. I know they all point out to MASCOM somehow, but I love how it is BUT also I think I' am more good with speech, Im not that fluent when it comes to writing. Not that much &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Me and my aunt talked over Skype about my ability, talents and plans for college and my future as to this she told me that she wants to help me develop these talents and give me a brighter future. As fas as I know I want to take Mas communications for college and be a Broadcaster / News Anchor / Journalism. I know I would be happy with these, but there's still somewhat confusion within me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well you see, this aunt of mine is took MASCOM for her college and she's very successful. I bring her as an inspiration in building up my future. I hope I would be able to reach what she had and be as successful and as productive as her. She talked to me and told me that I have to think of what course I would take as early as now AND I have to be happy with it. For in my future I wont be doing &lt;i&gt;work &lt;/i&gt;I would be doing &lt;i&gt;fun&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;and never get tired of it . She also told me that she would apply me in a summer workshop in PETA&amp;nbsp; or Philippine Educational Theater Association. My aunt also studied here during here teens and it has molded her into a very creative person. In this workshop its not all acting, they also enhances teens creativity in writing and speech. Which I really want. I was so glad when I heard that from my aunt :D&lt;b&gt; SUPERRRR THANKS TITA NADIA :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;here's a summary of the workshop :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: Arial Rounded MT Bold;"&gt;TEEN    THEATER 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial Rounded MT Bold;"&gt;(Ages    13-16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Articulate    youth power through the unique PETA Integrated Theater Arts (ITA) approach&amp;nbsp;    creative drama, creative sounds and music, creative writing, creative body    movements and dance, visual arts and group dynamics.&amp;nbsp; Channel your youthful    energy into something creative and enjoyable as different styles of theater    and media are discovered.&amp;nbsp; Express your talent as you mount an original piece    on youth concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;19 sessions&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    April 15 &amp;amp; April 17 ( Wed &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp; Fri)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 8am-5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;      April 20 - May 6&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;( Mon-Wed-Fri)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;8am-12nn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    May 7&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    (Thurs)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    8am-12nn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;May    11-15&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;( Mon to Fri&amp;nbsp;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;8am-12nn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Recital /    graduation: May 16, Sat, 1-6pm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PETA-Phinma Theater&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;source: http://www.petatheater.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-732192653912128952?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/732192653912128952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/joining-peta-summer-workshop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/732192653912128952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/732192653912128952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/joining-peta-summer-workshop.html' title='Joining PETA ;; Summer Workshop :)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-6812574646398297263</id><published>2009-11-01T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:49:24.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun'/><title type='text'>Brownout O.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;fa Rain tapped on my window pane, that night was cold and windy. Fast I fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I woke up. I heard my grandmother's radio . Went to comfort room to do my business. Tapped the light but there was no beam. Turned to another switch but still there was nothing. Now I was convinced that there was no electricity, and that wasnt good. I thought of this day as a plan for me, since I can't let myself be separated with the computer.&amp;nbsp; But good thing I had my PSP fully charged. I played for about an hour and then got bored with it -.- I had a book which I barely read and guess what, I was able to reach chapter 5! I found it interesting as I was getting farther with the words PLUS I learned new words :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Anyways after that I didnt realize that I feel asleep when I woke up there was still no electricity . I stood up and I saw my grandmother by the dining table with 3 lighted candles. It was an extraordinary way to eat lunch.&amp;nbsp; I sat down ate with her. And the eating wasnt all about sounding of spoon and fork against the plate BUT we also shared stories, stories that were never shared before. I would classify these stories as Horror-Comedy. My grandma told me what she experienced when she was in England taking care of my youngest cousin. Well as her attitude of being scared and afraid of being alone, she had many funny living habits while she was there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After that I shared mine. I have to admit Im also a person who gets afraid too easily, if not frightened STARTLED. ( you can even ask my classmates )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After eating I washed the dishes and we went to the TV room. Grandma brought her battery operated radio and we listened to it while eating JUNK :)) .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Realizing sometimes that I cant live without electricity I would think for a long what I would do for such long hours. Because I only have my PSP, iPod, Books and PC if I want entertain myself. Out of the 4 I mentioned only books could be done WITHOUT power. But after that particular brownout, I somehow knew my grandmother deeper and it was also a way to bond :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's good because now a days people dont bond with family anymore, they tend to go to their techno life for their own benefits. Im guilty of that too . Having time with your family is the nicest thing you would be able to feel. LOVE YOUR FAMILY&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;333333 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6812574646398297263?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6812574646398297263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/brownout-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6812574646398297263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6812574646398297263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/brownout-oo.html' title='Brownout O.o'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-6462589739493470909</id><published>2009-10-30T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:27:05.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truth'/><title type='text'>December 21, 2012 -- The End of Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This a clip from youtube and the documentary tells people that &lt;b&gt;DECEMBER 21, 2012 &lt;/b&gt;is the exact date for the &lt;b&gt;"END OF AGE"&lt;/b&gt;, nope not end of the world. This was stated by &lt;i&gt;Mayans &lt;/i&gt;they are super smart people who have predicted ACCURATE astronomical, natural disaster and earthly happenings, so ACCURATE that they were so exact with the DATE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;According to them there are 5 cycles til the end, and were are now at the 5th. Every cycle is consist of 10,000 or 1,000 years. They've also created a such thing called the &lt;u&gt;MAYAN CALENDAR&lt;/u&gt; it is a calendar that is so much more accurate than the ones we are using, so accurate that they include what can happen on a such particular date.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WATCH IT ! SO NEAT AND &lt;u&gt;SCARY&amp;nbsp; &lt;/u&gt;:o &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhWTbVz-1Og&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhWTbVz-1Og&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;find the other pieces of the clip, it's somewhere within youtube :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;source:: http://youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&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;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6462589739493470909?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6462589739493470909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-clip-from-youtube-and-documentary_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6462589739493470909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6462589739493470909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-clip-from-youtube-and-documentary_30.html' title='December 21, 2012 -- The End of Age'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5408226017955147033</id><published>2009-10-30T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:26:40.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><title type='text'>How to avoid Cramming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Exams have just ended last Wednesday. A relief it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I have one factor that I have to consider a big failure on my preparation during the exams. and that is my &lt;b&gt;CRAMMING. &lt;/b&gt;Ever since 4th grade I had been cramming throughout school works. I thought of some school works to be NOT that hard and confusing which in some turned out true BUT as a teen as I'am right now and as of my many experiences. I'm telling you that it is never going to work. You might think this is an easy way out for you to escape from your work and responsibilities. NO! There's no easy way out if you would like to achieve the goal your aiming for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Cramming, obviously does nothing. When you would cram the result would be &lt;b&gt;FAILURE&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;AVERAGE&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;FAILURE&lt;/b&gt;! There could be many reasons for you too do this cramming thing. Some may be valid and some are invalid. It could sometimes be only a case of laziness others stress, like them cannot handle this and that. But whatever reasons are those .. &lt;b&gt;THOU SHALL NOT DO CRAMMING&amp;nbsp; . &lt;/b&gt;Take it from me, it's hard and head aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For you to avoid cramming and facing failure everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1st you have to &lt;b&gt;keep things in track, prioritize&lt;/b&gt;. -&amp;nbsp; Be able to manage them, simply write down everything you have to do in a notebook or even in just a piece of paper and anything important or urgent shall be done first. Then try to think to yourself how you would handle them in such time. In this way you wont have to do things by the 11th hour and you'll be able to do them neatly!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2nd &lt;b&gt;be DISCIPLINED&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;- never disobey what you've said to yourself on what you do. don't let temptation overpower you. Stay focused on your objective and DO, DO, and DO IT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3rd &lt;b&gt;give reward to yourself after you've done such plan&lt;/b&gt; - when you've done your objectives or even before tell yourself that there would be something waiting for you after all the hardwork. Like after 3 days of test and a week of reviewing, and when high marks are given HAVE 2 DAYS OF COMPUTER !&amp;nbsp; So, in this way you would stay interested with your work and / or uplifted and never be bored with it. BUT don't have / do your reward while your doing you&amp;nbsp; work. It will be useless if you will -.-"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So there are many ways were in you can avoid&amp;nbsp; cramming. You'll just have to remember that there is success when there is PATIENCE and HARDWORK. No easy way out &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥biancaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5408226017955147033?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5408226017955147033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/cramming_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5408226017955147033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5408226017955147033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/cramming_29.html' title='How to avoid Cramming'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-1536022109965568904</id><published>2009-10-30T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:32:39.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to'/><title type='text'>How to change template / layout in blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hi guys, I have a friend named Christine and she told me the sweetest thing ::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;christine : &lt;/b&gt;nice one! ang gnda ng mga blogs mo.. ur a big model! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;christine &lt;/b&gt;: hey! puede po b kitang gyahin? ang gling nio po e.&amp;nbsp; " bka ma-offense k e" nice blogs!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My answer? Thank you so much Christine, and have your own style :&amp;gt;. Exert big honest effort on it ! I truly recommend blogging, for me it's&amp;nbsp; a way of self expression. But be cautious too with the information you would post. Many &lt;i&gt;aliens&lt;/i&gt; could use that information over you on a big big malicious action. [-(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyways, since my dear friend have started signing up in blogger she wanted to know on how she could&lt;b&gt; change the template / layout of her blog. &lt;/b&gt;No more worries Christine your answers shall be resolved :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For you to change your template::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;First go to your homepage or just simply click the blogger icon. this one:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SupQMUxN45I/AAAAAAAAAKU/blAhjPKVsu8/s1600-h/Picture1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SupQMUxN45I/AAAAAAAAAKU/blAhjPKVsu8/s200/Picture1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After that you would see this page&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SupXku3rUxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QWZWtBQCKCw/s1600-h/Picture3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SupXku3rUxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QWZWtBQCKCw/s320/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;in this page you would see this area&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SupXxvBc3xI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bZz8l5Ryfxg/s1600-h/Picture4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SupXxvBc3xI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bZz8l5Ryfxg/s320/Picture4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;now click the &lt;b&gt;LAYOUT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; option&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;..and this would appear ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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She wasnt even making notice of us ( Jirah, Johanna, Me .. our &lt;i&gt;barkada &lt;/i&gt;). And without any sure reason. Whenever we would approach her she wouldn't respond, simply snobbish. Me and my friends got worried. We tried to ask her but as of her mood those times she would ignore us . So, we didnt know the reason and for a moment we got very ----. I cant explain but we felt something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But later today she approached me and then hugged me like BAM ! I HUGGED her ! TOTALLY, I missed her so much. Imagine a bestfriend that's your classmate and wont even take notice of you for a week. I told her "&lt;i&gt;kung tlagang hindi ka galit . HUG mo ako :D"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;she hugged me then went to p2 . But I think she isnt fully forgiving us. Because I asked my other bestfriends if they were also being noticed now by our friend, they told me. Yes but when only she would ask&amp;nbsp; or need anything . Not really forgiven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will for Monday and by then I would see if she really has forgiven us&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-6878501763260973387?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6878501763260973387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/weird-her-back-to-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6878501763260973387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/6878501763260973387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/weird-her-back-to-her.html' title='weird  her  -- back to her'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8977495181524463056</id><published>2009-10-30T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:40:58.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad and Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;EXAMS WEEK !&lt;img alt="Smileys" border="0" src="http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/smiley-sick009.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ok, another week of dreadful questions and head aching&amp;nbsp; calculations :( wahhh .. It will start on Monday . I'm guessing that I would have failing marks on Science and Math. These two subjects are gruesomely awful. I hate calculations, long and confusing calculations. Ask me which of the two would be higher ? I would guess Math. Math is A LITTLE better than science. Science, here comes those formulas, converting something to this and that, now those require a lot&amp;nbsp; of memorization O.O .&amp;nbsp; I'm fine with memorization what I hate are the formulas .. Those confusing and long formulas. I dont even know why would have to study about those when we cant even use them by time we grow up ! x(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will try my best at the time of these tests. Wish me luck .. a lot of it, ok ? ARRRGHHH&amp;nbsp; ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Below is the schedule of Examinations :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Monday--CL ; Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tuesday--Math ; AP ; MAPEH&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wednesday--English ; TLE ; Filipino&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;---A GREAT GOOD LUCK and PRAYERS for ME-- :|&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FIELD TRIP ! &lt;img alt="Smileys" border="0" src="http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/smiley-cool05.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Super excited for the FIELD TRIIIPPP .. .! YEAH ! \m/ . It would be on November 5, 2009. Excited, because they say the trip would be long and I like long and fun road trips. And they say HS Field Trips arrive by 6pm . Love it ! CANT WAIT :)))))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8977495181524463056?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8977495181524463056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-and-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8977495181524463056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8977495181524463056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-and-good.html' title='Bad and Good'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8709931588791474101</id><published>2009-10-30T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:40:11.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8+8 = ang ganda mo ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;ADDITIONALLY PRETTY :")&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I sat right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then you gave me smiles like colorful hues&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We talked while the Math lesson was on going. You were making me laugh with every word. When it was time for a seat work&amp;nbsp; you obediently took out your notebook then started to do the activity. Then you asked me " Bianca, how would you distribute when it's a fraction?" I asnwered your question specifically but after a few seconds you told me out of the blue "8+8? Ang ganda mo" then looked straight into my eyes. I was startled but continued to answer the activity as if nothing was said. You weren't contented you repeated what you've said .. LOUDER . I now replied " Ano ba nangyayari sayo" laughs*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just here to share, even I couldn't believe it. Maybe it could be a joke but to be honest it was a flattering thing to say. Though I know some wouldnt take it seriously .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;"Kung alam mo lng" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8709931588791474101?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8709931588791474101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/88-ang-ganda-mo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8709931588791474101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8709931588791474101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/88-ang-ganda-mo.html' title='8+8 = ang ganda mo ..'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2512469396419535124</id><published>2009-10-30T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:38:58.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AP ;; VICTORY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AP WAS VICTORIOUS ! ~&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;A.P is a subject in our school which means Araling Panlipunan . This subject discusses Philippine History.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;And last time we were given a project to work on. The setting would be, us. Behind a cloth and a microphone and a stereo. We have to present the topic given to us only through sounds and voices :O . Just like in radios. In our group I thought of having ours a RADIO NOVEL / DRAMA .. and we were the only group to have that kind of style . and BTW we have to also come up with a commercial =)) .. AWESOME, I know \m/&amp;nbsp; Well of course I couldn't have done this if not for my supportive members ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;Here's the script . It's in TAGALOG / FILIPINO . So sorry for foreign people reading this :( .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;I made the whole thing. 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Susunod na ang “&lt;b&gt;PAGSAPI NI ALREDO SA MGA KATIPUNERO” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIANCA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Oy, Fatima lakasan mo susunod na ang nobelang paborito natin ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FATIMA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Eto na, eto na … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;( sound effects: walking ) : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Kailangan ko na maging isang miyembro ng Katipunan. Kailangan ko matulungan ang sambayanang Pilipino. ( bugtong hininga ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Narrato&lt;/i&gt;r:&lt;/b&gt; Sa pagmuni-muni ni Alfredo, ay naging buo na ang kanyang loob sa &lt;b&gt;pagsapi sa mga katipunero. &lt;/b&gt;Kung kaya’t agad pinuntahan ang kaibgan upang humingi ng impormasyon sa pagsapi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;:&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kaibigan, ika’y mayroon bang ideya kung saang lugar isinisagawa ang pagsapi sa katipunan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JERICHO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;: &lt;/i&gt;Alfredo, alam ko kung saan. Sa isang lib-lib ang tagong lugar. Alam mo kung bakit? Kasi ang pagsapi sa mga katipunero ay ginagawa ng palihim. Mason ang tawag sa sistema. O, sige I guguhit ko ang direksyon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Habang gumuguhit si Jenricho ng direksyon ay napapaisip si Alfredo tungkol sa maaring mangyari sa pag sapi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;(sound effects: Walking and scary background noise ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ano ba itong lugar na ito.. tama nga ba ang sinabi ni Jenricho? ( cat hiss. ) AHH .. ! Pusang itim . ( sound effects: running ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Sandali, eto na ata ang lugar. ( 3 knocks .. ) ang tagal naman ( 5 knocks ) …( sound effects: door creeks ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ano ang iyong intensyon sa pagpunta? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gusto ko maging kasapi sa Katipunan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ganun ba ? Halika pumasok ka.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Pumasok si Aflredo at dali-daling piniringan at ginabayan ang paglakad. At sa knayang paglakad ay may naririning siyang pag-uusap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;( sound effects: many walking footsteps. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Gusto niya maging miyembro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JOHANNA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ganun ba ?&amp;nbsp; Sige, ipasok mo siya sa silid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Biglang tumigil nag paglakad ( sound effects: opening door,&amp;nbsp; creeks ) Iniurong si Alfredo kaunti at tinaggal ang pag kakapiring sa kanya. Muling isinara ang pinto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ano kaya ang makikita sa loob ng isang madilim na lugar? Abangan matapos ang ilang PA-ALALA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;COMMERCIAL ! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Nanay, Nanay ! Ang kati-kati .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIANCA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ano? Nasan `nak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Eto, sa aking braso ( ngiwi ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIANCA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Naku, masama yan. Mga ESPANJAI yan. Tsk.tsk .. Eto o, ipahid mo ang KATI –KATI – KATIPUNERO LOTION . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ano ba yan, `nay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIANCA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;‘Nak isang lotion na pumapatay sa mga masasamang ESPANJAI . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Talaga? Cge, ipapahid ko na !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;-----------------------MAKALIPAS ANG 3 ARAW------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nanay, wala na ang mga ESPANJAI ! Weeee ….. ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIANCA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;O diba? ANG KKK Lotion ay nag-aalis ng mga masasamang ESPANJAI sa loob lamang ng 3 araw . Hindi lang ‘yan napaka mura pa ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALEX: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;OO nga. “WALA NG KATI-KATI .. YEAH .. WALA NG KATI-KATI .. YEAH ..” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALYSSA : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Buy KKK / Kati – Kati – Katipunero Lotion now available in all leading drugstores nationwide! No Therapeutic Claims. CONGRATIOLATIONS … ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Si Alfredo ay nasa loob na ng isang silid. Tunghayan na natin ang mga susunod na mangyayari . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Nasan ako ? Hmm … aba, may liwanag sa isang lamesa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Tinungo ni Alredo an gang liwanag ng patakbo ( sound effects: running ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;May nakasulat: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;“Kung mayroon kang lakas at tatag, magpapatuloy ka. Kung pag-uusyoso ang sadya mo rito, humayo ka na. Kung hindi mo kayang pigilin ang iyong sarili, umalis ka na. Hindi maaring buksan ang pinto ng Pinakamataas na Samahan ng mga Anak ng Bayan para sa iyo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Matapos basahin ang nakasulat ay tumuloy na si Alfredo sa susunod na silid .Binuksan ang pinto ( sound effects: opening&amp;nbsp; door ) at muling pumasok .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ano toh? REBOLBER? GULOK? At – at BUNGO !? Isang papel : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;“Ano ang kalagayan ng Pilpinas noong unang panahon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ano ang kalagayan ngayon ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ano ang mgiging kalagayan sa hinaharap ? “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Pagkatapos sagutin ang mga katanungan sa papel ay may babala sa ibabang bahagi ng papel “Kung hindi mo kaya ang seremonyang pagparaan umoron ka na” Pagbaba ng panulat at papel ni Aflredo. Pumasok ang 2 lalaki. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JERICHO: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Amina ang iyong kaliwang kamay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Bakit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JOHANNA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ikaw ay makikipag sanduguan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(buntong hininga) &lt;/i&gt;Ako’y pumapayag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JERICHO: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jonno, ang PANISTIS . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Hinawakan ng isa ang kanyang KALIWANG BISIG habang ang isa nama’y&amp;nbsp; sinugatan si Alfredo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ahhhh… ARAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Pinisil ang bisig hanngang sa lumabas ang dugo. Inabot ng isang lalaki ang PLUMA at nag taka rito si Aflredo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Para saan ‘yan ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JERICHO: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Gagamitin mo ang iyong dugo sa paglagada ng dokumento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Kinuha ni Aflredo ang Pluma at ginawa ang paglalagda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;JOHANNA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Isang ganap ka ng Katipunero AFLREDO URLANDO. Ika’y nasa unang baiting . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ABBY: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ang&amp;nbsp; iyong damit. Itim na pantakip at talukbong na may TRIANGULONG binubuo ng puti na sinulid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MARIAH:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ang ating senyas ay “ ANAK NG BAYAN “. Sandata mo naman ang itak at baril. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Salamat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANGELIKA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Alam mo ban a may ikalawang baitang ang pagiging kasapi ng Katipunero? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALFRED: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANGELIKA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Kapag nasa ikalawang baitang ka na sa mga Kasapi ng Katipunan.&amp;nbsp; Ang tawag na sa’yo ay KAWAL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALYSSA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ang talukbong ay magiging kulay luntian at mayroon nang sintas sa baywang. Nakasabit sa kanilang leeg na kwintas na may nakasulat na may nakasulat na letrang ka sa alpabeto ng MALAY. Ang senyas niyo ay “GOM-BUR-ZA”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MARIAH : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Bayani naman ang tawag sa mga nasa ikatlong baitang. Ang senyas ay RIZAL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANGELIKA: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Pulang talukbong ang sintas sa baywang na may guhit na luntian o berde.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARRATOR: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Si Alfredo ay naging tanyag na Katipunero sa bandang hindi naman siya nag sisi sa knayang desisyon dahil natulungan nia ang kanyang mga kababayang Pilipino. Maraming Salamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2512469396419535124?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2512469396419535124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/ap-victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2512469396419535124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2512469396419535124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/ap-victory.html' title='AP ;; VICTORY !'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5976384625459961760</id><published>2009-10-30T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:37:25.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;OCT . 10 :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey ! I'm now &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" src="http://statics.plurk.com/a55bdb344892676b0fea545354654a49.gif" /&gt;. Yup, now I'am officially a teen. Feels so nice! Anyways, I celebrated my birthday in my grandmother's house. Another simple gathering. It was a 2-in-1 celebration because me and my uncle has the same birthday. It was fun also, I played with my younger cousins, who are only 3 &amp;amp; 5 year - olds . It's fine with me :) . We ate so MANY! Here are some pictures:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitUVDgPrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/toA9K-p22sQ/s1600-h/PA100051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitUVDgPrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/toA9K-p22sQ/s200/PA100051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a picture w. my sister and cousin :")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Stitd6Uk44I/AAAAAAAAAIw/N8izVQLVx3I/s1600-h/PA100003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Stitd6Uk44I/AAAAAAAAAIw/N8izVQLVx3I/s200/PA100003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh so busy playing with gadgets -.-" good thing my youngest cousin is eating the mallows :)) ( lower right )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitnOJOOkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X8d-BD2HM2A/s1600-h/PA100032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitnOJOOkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X8d-BD2HM2A/s200/PA100032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O.O&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;... ooohh.. look at Uncle Erwin ..... O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But to tell you, the older I would get ever year the less special my birthdays are. Well, I dont want to give suggestions to my parents because I know my father would just get mad at me. He would always talk about CASH .. FINANCIAL.. MONEY ... $_$ . But my mom she's different, I know she can&amp;nbsp; do a little effort about it . I hate it ! My father didn't even mind to ask me what I would like. He's CHEAP in short :( . SUCKS ! :(&amp;nbsp; So cheap that he doesn't see anymore is effect to us . It is ALWAYS a big issue between him and mom . I don't know when all of the catastrophe end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Basta, I feel unloved, left out , my godparents though are more kind than my father. We at least they gave me cash for me to&amp;nbsp; earn :D . HUGS TO YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5976384625459961760?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5976384625459961760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5976384625459961760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5976384625459961760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday :)'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitUVDgPrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/toA9K-p22sQ/s72-c/PA100051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8952099955045135001</id><published>2009-10-30T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:36:34.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship ;; CRITICAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Friendship is now CRITICAL - :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was a very awful experience, knowing that a friend of yours is saying goodbye for good, and you know what's worse? We belong to one class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It all started with this argument between Melea ( my best bud ) and a classmate of ours, who's a guy. Melea became to straight forward. She said all those tongue lashing words to our classmate. But he deserves it, HE did the mistake !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I pulled Melea out of the room for her to stop and for the 2 of us to talk about it . We went outside the room and all of our classmates were looking at us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;To be honest THAT guy also did something to me that wasn't so nice, that's why I agreed with Melea about her conclusions over him .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Another best bud of mine ( Johanna ) went in to the conversation . Johanna, is a very sensitive person. More likely to be the drama queen between the 4 of my barkada. She doesnt like people to get mad at her. Because of this , she would sometime overdo her actions. You know like she would keep asking you "Are you mad at me ? " then you would say "no." but she would still force her words "Really? Because I think you're still mad"&amp;nbsp; She would keep doing this. Not unless she, herself is convinced.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Back to the story. So we were outside then Johanna came along. Then Melea &lt;b&gt;pretended &lt;/b&gt;to be mad at her. Of course Johanna got really unease . But this time she really wasn't having her day. She told me that NOW it was TOO MUCH! We would joke her too much . And she couldn't take it anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;She went straight inside the classroom, sat in her place and cried . I went to her immediately and Melea followed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Melea a frank person, semi-shouted at her. Which I didn't like. I would stop her.&amp;nbsp; As for me I always try to see the good point of everybody. I want to her Johanna's side. That's why whenever&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would reply to Johanna's statements, I always make it encouraging which didn't seem to work. At the middle of the conversation Melea said "Kung alam mo naman pa lng mapagbiro kami bakit sumama-sama ka pa? Huh? Masyado ka kasi sensitive e. " I was shocked and said " Melea, ano ka ba" Then Johanna removed the handkerchief from her face. A bucket of tears fell from her eyes. "Ganun ba ? O cge, di na ako sasama sa inyo. Isinipin nio na lng na wala nangyari na pag kakaibigan sa aten" &lt;b&gt;I CRIED&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;after she said that. I immediately told Melea " Bakit mo sinabi un hah ? Melea, naman .. " I swiftly said to Johanna " Hanna, wala kming sinasabi na ganyan. Kapag may prblems ka nandito lng kmi ,pwedeng mong takbuhan"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Conversation :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Johanna: May problema na nga ako sa family ko, dadagdag pa kayo? Ano ba naman yan !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me : Bakit kasi di ka nagke kwento sa`min ? hah&amp;nbsp; ?&amp;nbsp; ( sobbing )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Melea: OO nga, kaw naman kasi ang di nag sasalita dian e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: Melea...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-END of talk -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Melea walked out of the scene which left me and Johanna talking. Now she said the real reason. She told me that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;was fine with her. That I was a good friend to her. But Melea was TOO MUCH ! TOO MUCH! I got her point because Melea would always be the one who would insult her, not literally insult. Like you know playing around with her. I promised to her that I will try to cope with WHO she really was :")&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We had a conversation which pointed that we were REALLY the guilty people. I have to admit we have made her sensitive enough, worse. I know we have our own attitudes but in the case of Johanna. She thinks that people can't cope with the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HER.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;She's a friend of mine that's why I also cried when he said &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;statements they were like screams directly to my eats. Shouts that made me cry and hurt .. it was too much . It was a test of TRUE friendship :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8952099955045135001?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8952099955045135001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/friendship-critical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8952099955045135001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8952099955045135001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/friendship-critical.html' title='Friendship ;; CRITICAL'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-4599072864539874260</id><published>2009-10-30T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:34:59.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;LET US ALL BOW OUR HEADS MOURN FOR THE LOSS OF OUR SEMBREAK :(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://statics.plurk.com/a5ae31c4185bc60cd006650dc10f8147.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The DEPED ( Department of Education ) has declared that the 1 week Semestral Break of elementary and high school students but only November 1 &amp;amp; 2 are considered holiday then back to school after those days. Sucks like, SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not only that, our Christmas break were also shortened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://statics.plurk.com/a5ae31c4185bc60cd006650dc10f8147.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://statics.plurk.com/a5ae31c4185bc60cd006650dc10f8147.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;I know, I know WE ALL BE SUFFERING ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://statics.plurk.com/11eed61b41a3e935773476ac33bc00d9.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://statics.plurk.com/11eed61b41a3e935773476ac33bc00d9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; 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And then some of the teachers would even tell their own experiences during the calamity. They told us that they were never frightened this way, that before the happening they weren’t that aware of what can mother nature can do to us and how they were able to survive it . Actually we have a teacher that was flooded over their heads. Unbelievable? BELIEVE it !&amp;nbsp; “Many teachers experienced the same way” they would say. Unfortunately it would take them up to 10 minutes to finish such conversation. But somehow some of my classmates were also able to share their own experiences. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: x-small;"&gt;However, after the how-are-you talk. We immediately recalled all the projects and assignments that were supposed to be accomplished last week. DAMN! All of us were panicking, no idea on where to start. Even I had the experience. I was to request equipment to our I.S. Lab ( Integrated Science Lab ), I have to take a test on Christian Living ( which wasn’t done )\, I have to distribute reading outputs in English, we have to plan for the coming A. P . ( Araling Panlipiunan ) &amp;nbsp;presentation, we have to think about something to demonstrate in English, a project in TLE ( Technology Living and Livelihood Education ) &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; we have to accomplish the MATH assignment ! So you see, it’s all on the students. The PRESSURE. Bombarded with different topics with so little time. Imagine how we can figure a way to give obligations to those? I have no idea, too. But honestly we can’t blame the teachers. It is in the midst of the end of the quarter and they too needs to do things at the right time. But come on.. They have LESS pressure on that. They will just check, check, record, record &amp;amp; finally compute. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So see, I told you, PRESSURE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7804639569803782505?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7804639569803782505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/told-you-it-was-all-pressure-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7804639569803782505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7804639569803782505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/told-you-it-was-all-pressure-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3908348490798364290</id><published>2009-10-30T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:33:00.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELITE vs ELITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;ELITE &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;vs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ELITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;( *shooks head* ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In our High school Department there are always &lt;b&gt;two ( 2 )&lt;/b&gt; Elite Classes per year. Where in comparisons, &lt;i&gt;competition, &lt;/i&gt;and contrary is abundant between the sections. I don't even know why they have to split the smarts into two. Don't they know that there could be things happening between them? Well, so much for a private school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So here we are &lt;b&gt;1 - Maalalahanin&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;strike&gt;CREAM 1&lt;/strike&gt; of the first year students in our school and there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 - Madasalin &lt;b&gt;( I can't believe I'm typing this ... :| )&lt;/b&gt; the cream 2. Rivalry between my section ( 1 - Maalalahanin ) and theirs is often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are many activities, almost every month. Now these activities are supposed to foster&amp;nbsp; bond and unity among sections, right? Well we do that but we just can't avoid being so competitive / compared with the other section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have to admit that in almost every activity they would win, but I don't think that makes them a better section. ( sorry ). The teachers would always compare us with &lt;i&gt;them &lt;/i&gt;we all hate it ! It doesn't help much now doesn't it ? That's just an a** .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moving on, just 2 weeks ago we claimed our victory for the first time .. though only 2nd, we're proud of it ! And we never get tired of the compliments we would receive from other 1st year students, they truly flatter us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The champions were &lt;i&gt;them &lt;/i&gt;. No comment about that. But the bottom line is that my section was able to bring home the bacon for this time . Now we are planning to put some &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;SUPER HARDWORK&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on every activity .. BUT we promise our adviser that we won't just work extra curricular activities, also in our academics :DD .. it's also a comparison when every quarter the department would show the over all's in the 1st year. They would ask who is the&lt;b&gt; SMARTEST of the SMARTEST&lt;/b&gt; ..and guess what . &lt;b&gt;The SMARTEST of the SMARTEST&lt;/b&gt; was from us ! :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, we're trying to be a sport. Many teachers have already called our attention towards this , envy / contrary / irritation&amp;nbsp; - thing between the two elite classes. They've always told us to think of two sections as ONE .. ( well that 's impossible ). And STOP the allegations. Because it will do us no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes &lt;i&gt;they&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;would start the commotion. I don't know why, but I think they also feel wrath towards us .. &lt;a href="http://lyle.smu.edu/%7Ekaytaz/68.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lyle.smu.edu/%7Ekaytaz/68.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: century gothic,&amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,century gothic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm not yet done with this topic, I will post MORE ! I tell you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Pa-&lt;i&gt;ALALA&lt;/i&gt; kailangan natin &lt;i&gt;MANALANGIN&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3908348490798364290?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3908348490798364290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/elite-vs-elite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3908348490798364290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3908348490798364290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/elite-vs-elite.html' title='ELITE vs ELITE'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7463893056301255597</id><published>2009-10-30T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:31:54.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old ;; the pianist</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 230%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"&gt;The Pianist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;The school was having it's celebration on the First Friday. Of course there were preparations to be done before the event, the choir, the songs / presentations and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;PIANIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;     I saw this pianist because of my classmate who told me that the pianist was his brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;  Now, I have to admit that I've always liked up to people who knows how to play the Piano. BUT the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt; was different. I don' really know why but it's different. Honestly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt; So then I started asking questions about his brother since me and my friend were close :). I got interested in him, but I never had OBSESSION over him. That's not in my vocabulary, to go gaga over a guy (eekkk.. )&lt;br /&gt;Until I would pass by him often, that was a good thing but ... seeing him with someone else bothers me sometimes. My friends would cough or even tease me when we pass by each other. I don't even know if he notice those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to introduce myself to him but surely I know to myself I can't do that. I really want to befriend him :( .. BAHALA NA ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;Thank You for Reading (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #006600; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;So then my destiny continues to explore the realms of this playful world and hoping that MY destiny would come to a stop into a perfect match :"&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7463893056301255597?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7463893056301255597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-pianist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7463893056301255597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7463893056301255597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-pianist.html' title='old ;; the pianist'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-1779948614538712834</id><published>2009-10-25T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T06:49:00.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW blogging TREND !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NEW BLOGGING STYLE / TREND ;; NEW &lt;i&gt;GIRL BEHIND THE BLOGS&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;am going to have a new blogging trend, a new &lt;i&gt;girl behind the blogs&lt;/i&gt; :) a big thanks to my aunties who gave me guidance with my writing and speech journey :) THANK YOU&amp;nbsp;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;Without my aunties guidance&amp;nbsp; I wont be a big failure now. :) Thank you -- SO MUCH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-1779948614538712834?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1779948614538712834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blogging-trend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1779948614538712834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/1779948614538712834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blogging-trend.html' title='NEW blogging TREND !'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2828513850329303920</id><published>2009-10-25T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:53:43.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family problems'/><title type='text'>messy house ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;century gothic&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FREAKiN' DIRTY .. x(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/66/184594255_c2d1fa85c4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/66/184594255_c2d1fa85c4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;First the picture above isn't our house. Just a representation of the title. Hehehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyways, having an average sized house is never a problem but having  limited space because of too much furniture occupying a big space in a small area, now that's a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now in our family it's a big issue. To my grandmothers, actually. She is this really clean-always orderly-&lt;i&gt;mataray&lt;/i&gt;- lola . She wants every piece of junk out of our house, her intention is good right? Well, that isnt the only thing she's stating she also bombard us tongue lashing words, that I dont even know how to take them as .It hurts me specially my mom. I know how she feels about such feedbacks. Me and my mom talk often about what's happening around us, which is good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My grandmother blobs about our house being small and messy. ARGGHH.. ! She's even telling us that we're arent doing an effort to make it clean . CHEVER -- .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt see the effort my mom is putting over it. My mom is too stressed to handle such, why cant she understand that ?! Trying to convince someone like her is like torture. But we have to do MORE .. i guess -.-"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We have threw out&amp;nbsp; a lot of junk today ! A LOT ! and&amp;nbsp; I think that's a step for convincing her. But we're not only doing this to convince her, but it's also for our own good. Hopefully things will turn out good the coming week .. she would notice some changes, wishing she will. I know she want the best for me and my family, specially that our health is at risk. At one point of our lives, myself was a victim to. So, I dare now myself to change . And somehow the way I live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2828513850329303920?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2828513850329303920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/messy-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2828513850329303920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2828513850329303920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/messy-house.html' title='messy house ..'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/66/184594255_c2d1fa85c4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-227133193335821782</id><published>2009-10-25T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:59:34.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family problems'/><title type='text'>doubts;;hard to gain back the trust .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;Watch out ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Falling - Hurting Doubts .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've been living my life on the net since I was 9 or 10, discovered it's beauty with how I could express my self in any possible way I could imagine. But now that I'm 13 it's pushing me down whenever I would hear questionable remarks&amp;nbsp; about my activities with the internet. Doubts to be simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There was a certain incident when I was 10 that lost my parents' trust on me. And I have to admit it was all my fault and it is a big NO-NO to lose your parents' trust. Based from my experience it's almost impossible to make them believe in you once more. But I tell you this, the safest and most respectful way to gain their trust back is to follow them, to obey their orders or tips or just simply love them and never fight back once more. It's hard to move in an environment where nothing is private anymore, because of the doubts they have towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I wrote this blog because one of my &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt; doubts my posts in my tumblr, blogger, facebook, and twitter accounts. She would check them out -- where as I dont have any idea how she does it. She would call my mom and tell her that I posted like this and that and blah blah blah.. On my part I just want to let her know that I KNOW what are the risks in the World Wide Web. I'm 13 I know how things work around me and I'm not dumb enough to NOT know those. It's hard to take this on my part, specially I know that she knows the certain &lt;i&gt;incident&lt;/i&gt; it hurts me a lot.&amp;nbsp; Mom told me that she's just telling that because she cares about me, I know that. But I think she's pointing out something more on the doubt side. I know that sometimes I'm dull or clumsy at points but how do you people expect me to grow up, be mature? You answer your own question.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Blogging , posting simply anything is how I want to express my feelings, myself. Try to believe now. Please, I know I've made a big mistake that shocked you all, that made you be more watchful of me. I want to let you know that I was also convinced that I made a BIG fool out of myself. Trust me, I' m begging you. I know you will still have doubts in your minds up to now that I' m begging you. But give me a chance to recover the trust I've lost through the ways I live in the internet. I also truly know that many threats, danger are found here but I know how to handle my posts, how to control them. So worry not. And please just give me time to convince you.. maybe even now . ILOVEYOU :) hope you would forgive me ..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;give me time ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"do you trust me?":'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-227133193335821782?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/227133193335821782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/doubtshard-to-gain-back-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/227133193335821782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/227133193335821782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/doubtshard-to-gain-back-trust.html' title='doubts;;hard to gain back the trust .'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2531109166219276547</id><published>2009-10-23T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:46:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Dreaming Scene  ;; a bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;" BUMP ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Characters :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"SQUIDWARD" -- TOOT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me - Bianca :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was freezing when we were in the air conditioned room, I asked for someone if he/she could lend a jacket. Sweet as you were, squidward you lend me yours. Not only that you also went to me and you did the wearing of jacket on me . &lt;i&gt;ikaw nagsuot sa`kin ng jacket :") &lt;/i&gt;. Squidward touched my hand :"""&amp;gt; .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; --END of DAYDREAMING SCENE-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2531109166219276547?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2531109166219276547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-dreaming-scene-bump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2531109166219276547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2531109166219276547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-dreaming-scene-bump.html' title='Day Dreaming Scene  ;; a bump'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-503003046024376778</id><published>2009-10-17T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:05:17.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family problems'/><title type='text'>NO ASSIGNMENT !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;OH NO. My sister was scolded in school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; On a Monday night right after we got home, my sister immediately grabbed her bag from the compartment ( which she doesnt usually do ) went to her study table then dragged her books out and flipped the pages like madness . I was curious about her actions. I told my mom about this and told me that she too has the sense that something is different or wrong. When it was only the 2 of them in my parent's room, my mother asked my sibling if there were any problems. She started to sob then cried, she told my mom that she doesn't like to go to school because her teacher told her that she would be brought to the Principal's Office she wouldn't finish all of her assignments. And just so you know my sister is only 8. Which make things harder for her to handle .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My mom told me that she would talk to the adviser of my sister. So she did. The teacher told everything. Everything, that my sister was not finishing certain requirements&amp;nbsp; and not passing projects / assignments.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well for me it isn't that surprising. She doesn't really care much about what's going on in school. Whenever we would ask her what are her assignments she would answer " I dont know" she would say that while playing her trashy DS .. -.-" . SHE WONT STOP PLAYING IT ! SHE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO LISTEN ! So you see that's what she got. My mom tries her best but I don't think she could handle just about more ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As for now, my sister seems to be back to normal, which isnt good ! But We're trying to discipline her now :D .. Hopefully it would work out&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-503003046024376778?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/503003046024376778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/503003046024376778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/503003046024376778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-assignment.html' title='NO ASSIGNMENT !'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-7874700838585379681</id><published>2009-10-17T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:09:21.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bianca :)'/><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;OCT . 10 :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yey ! I'm now &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" src="http://statics.plurk.com/a55bdb344892676b0fea545354654a49.gif" /&gt;. Yup, now I'am officially a teen. Feels so nice! Anyways, I celebrated my birthday in my grandmother's house. Another simple gathering. It was a 2-in-1 celebration because me and my uncle has the same birthday. It was fun also, I played with my younger cousins, who are only 3 &amp;amp; 5 year - olds . It's fine with me :) . We ate so MANY! Here are some pictures&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Sti2a2GvX3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/v81a0qqheSw/s1600-h/PA100051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Sti2a2GvX3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/v81a0qqheSw/s320/PA100051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a picture w. my sister and cousin :")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Stitd6Uk44I/AAAAAAAAAIw/N8izVQLVx3I/s1600-h/PA100003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Stitd6Uk44I/AAAAAAAAAIw/N8izVQLVx3I/s320/PA100003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh so busy playing with gadgets -.-" good thing my youngest cousin is eating the mallows :)) ( lower right )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitnOJOOkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X8d-BD2HM2A/s1600-h/PA100032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/StitnOJOOkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X8d-BD2HM2A/s320/PA100032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O.O&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;... ooohh.. look at Uncle Erwin ..... O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But to tell you, the older I would get ever year the less special my birthdays are. Well, I dont want to give suggestions to my parents because I know my father would just get mad at me. He would always talk about CASH .. FINANCIAL.. MONEY ... $_$ . But my mom she's different, I know she can&amp;nbsp; do a little effort about it . I hate it ! My father didn't even mind to ask me what I would like. He's CHEAP in short :( . SUCKS ! :(&amp;nbsp; So cheap that he doesn't see anymore is effect to us . It is ALWAYS a big issue between him and mom . I don't know when all of the catastrophe end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta, I feel unloved, left out , my godparents though are more kind than my father. We at least they gave me cash for me to&amp;nbsp; earn :D . HUGS TO YOU &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-7874700838585379681?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7874700838585379681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7874700838585379681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/7874700838585379681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_16.html' title='BIRTHDAY ♥'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Sti2a2GvX3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/v81a0qqheSw/s72-c/PA100051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-3407434564188576829</id><published>2009-10-04T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:35:22.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONDiNG WiTH COUSiNS ~ !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVE my COUSINS :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;October 4, '09. Well, it was just another ordinary gathering, we ate Kentucky Fried Chicken ( KFC ) as our lunch and dinner. Delicious ! SLURRRPP .. B-but I wasn't able to grasp thee pleasure of the chicken .. it was all because of these elastics&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="18" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1228/1228847r982w705hp.gif" width="18" /&gt; .. waaa..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyways here are some pictures :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssgz9OKvcHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xpWHVzJLqaU/s1600-h/Picture+011%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssgz9OKvcHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xpWHVzJLqaU/s320/Picture+011%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssgu-J9g3UI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6SGE1vgOe58/s1600-h/Picture+012%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssgu-J9g3UI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6SGE1vgOe58/s320/Picture+012%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SsgvCeUBSfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/R1BtKrAFKgk/s1600-h/Picture+013%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/SsgvCeUBSfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/R1BtKrAFKgk/s320/Picture+013%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;;;♥bianca f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;visit my &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-3407434564188576829?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3407434564188576829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/bonding-with-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3407434564188576829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/3407434564188576829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/bonding-with-cousins.html' title='BONDiNG WiTH COUSiNS ~ !'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssgz9OKvcHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xpWHVzJLqaU/s72-c/Picture+011%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-2851520951407640799</id><published>2009-10-04T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:34:14.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family problems'/><title type='text'>Wrath between SISTERS :O ~ !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sibling Rivalry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="73" src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1169/1169884c6c9oajyvh.gif" width="77" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis#1&lt;/b&gt; : Do you think we should stop fighting ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis#2&lt;/b&gt;: No !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis#1&lt;/b&gt;: Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis#2:&lt;/b&gt; I think it's our job to do so ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis#1&lt;/b&gt;: I guess, you're right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In my family I'm the eldest. Great responsibility is on you. I have a younger sibling, she is very naughty and humble at some points but I can't really stand her sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me and my sister would often get into a fight, since we have a 5-year age gap. It's hard to comply with each others attitude, me as mature and she as playful. But you know what's worse? When we would be heard by our parents while fighting they would say "Bianca, adjust for your little sister" now THAT irritates me like HELL ! damn ! I have to do all the adjustments, I have to fix all of her stuff and I' am always BLAMED !&amp;nbsp; I have tried to point these things out once with my mom, but they would always answer my the same thing "Your sister is very fragile to us, can you image her.... blah blah" Why fragile? Well you see my sister since birth was incubated in the hospital for a week and she had been through so many illness every year . I know I have to understand her condition but STILL she has a roll here in our family. And supposedly I'm not the&amp;nbsp; only one moving inside this house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; To be honest I sometimes get annoyed with the responsibilities I have as the eldest. Too many adjustments are made for you to suite those responsibilities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think this is still a good opportunity for me to be a leader and be a caring sister to my sibling though hard, I know it is worth it .. somehow :| . I love my sister no contrary with that . Well that serves up everything :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;love, bianca f:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt;also visit my &lt;b&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/b&gt; --- &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;click me ! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-2851520951407640799?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2851520951407640799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/wrath-between-sisters-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2851520951407640799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/2851520951407640799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/wrath-between-sisters-o.html' title='Wrath between SISTERS :O ~ !'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-5873347090971903086</id><published>2009-10-03T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:12:06.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The scary WRATH of PARMA / PEPENG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: center;"&gt;‘Pepeng’ plunges NE Luzon into darkness; 4 people killed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" src="http://img202.imageshack.us/img202/5803/390486main20091001parma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;(UPDATE 3 - 8:50 p.m.) Areas in northeastern Luzon were shrouded in darkness when typhoon “Pepeng" unleashed its wrath, carrying strong winds that killed at least four people, displaced hundreds, destroyed agricultural crops, and made major thoroughfares impassable beginning Saturday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Cagayan, at least 6,236 people in 39 barangays (villages) were affected, while P20.33 million worth of agricultural produce were destroyed after Pepeng, the 16th weather disturbance that hit the country made landfall in the province at 3 p.m. The information came from Cagayan police chief Moro Virgilio Lazo&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pepeng packed maximum sustained winds of 175 kilometers per hour and gustiness of up to 210 kph, making it the strongest typhoon that battered the country in three years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Chaos" was all over Cagayan, according to Aileen Torres, provincial administrator of the Philippine National Red Cross. “The winds and rains are so strong. Power is out and we are relying on generators," she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--source. http://gmanews.tv &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt 0pt 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scared when I read this. My clan members are from the affected area and it seems like Parma / Pepeng is really giving disaster .. GOSH !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;love, bianca f:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt;also visit my &lt;b&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/b&gt; --- &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;click me ! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-5873347090971903086?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5873347090971903086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/scary-wrath-of-parma-pepeng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5873347090971903086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/5873347090971903086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/scary-wrath-of-parma-pepeng.html' title='The scary WRATH of PARMA / PEPENG'/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-8103103552027560905</id><published>2009-10-03T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:12:09.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elastics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>i have ELASTiCS on my BRACES ---- :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Elastics ~ !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is simply torture ... :'(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ARRRGGHHH .. .! I can't eat, I can't brush my teeth carefree, I even have to change it every morning ! Gosh, these &lt;b&gt;elastics &lt;/b&gt;are so killing me. Oh and by the way add some two wires on your braces. I know, IT HURTS &lt;i&gt;A LOT. &lt;/i&gt;Well, it was only putted this morning by my uncle, who's a dentist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I think all this pain will pay off. My uncle showed my a video on how these elastics would help the process of bringing your teeth to perfection. I' am really convinced that the result will turn out fine .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The elastics are two thin rubber like threads and they're placed at the moral areas and on the canine . They pull the upper and lower parts of the teeth. They are too close to make your teeth touch together, like they try to align it and make the correct bite:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are some adjustments or I would say problems. I have to change the elastics everyday, I would have to remove them when I would brush my teeth and place them back after that, and finally I have to replace both of them&amp;nbsp; if only even ONE is split. I know a lot of measure to follow, eh ? I know :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh and here are pictures of me wearing these very hard to comply elastics . -.- ::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssc29B1lVjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pyZ2xz6KdeY/s1600-h/PA030009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssc29B1lVjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pyZ2xz6KdeY/s320/PA030009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssc7Wh6dgMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/u17A7OfC3uk/s1600-h/PA030012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssc7Wh6dgMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/u17A7OfC3uk/s320/PA030012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will post the video my uncle&amp;nbsp; showed me to give you more information about elastics :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;love, bianca f:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt;also visit my &lt;b&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/b&gt; --- &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;click me ! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-8103103552027560905?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8103103552027560905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-elastics-on-my-braces.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8103103552027560905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210313556386862258/posts/default/8103103552027560905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-elastics-on-my-braces.html' title='i have ELASTiCS on my BRACES ---- :&apos;('/><author><name>Bianca f</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09941118445347929644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/S2z4RraouwI/AAAAAAAAASI/6am1zmOzQLc/S220/DSC_3176.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_ggLk1rW_k/Ssc29B1lVjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pyZ2xz6KdeY/s72-c/PA030009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210313556386862258.post-1610240713556999241</id><published>2009-10-02T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:30:30.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it the END ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;THE END HAS COME&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Breaking news: Pag-asa: Typhoon Pepeng has just combined with a tropical storm forming a so called Hyper Typhoon. No typhoon has ever matched the speed of its winds, which can easily bring down concrete walls. Downpoud is estimated to be thrice Ondoy&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;'s. Please pass to inform everyone. Prepare well for the strongest typhoon to ever hit our country. Take care guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The message above was from a classmate of mine that was sent through YM. I was busy with my facebook until that popped. I read the whole thing .. and was SCARED.. SCARED AS HELL !!!&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have admit it does seems like the end .. There are tsunamis, earthquake, heavy rains and floods happening only within this week. My uncle says that God is now cleaning / cleansing earth from all sinners ( us ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is really scary, I wouldn't know how to react to this. Well prayers is the strongest ammo we have in our hearts . SO PRAY ALL OF US :) WE BADLY HAVE TO !!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: century gothic; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;love, bianca f:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c1f200; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt;also visit my &lt;b&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/b&gt; --- &lt;a href="http://biancaniccole.tumblr.com/"&gt;click me ! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: century gothic; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210313556386862258-1610240713556999241?l=buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1610240713556999241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buhaynibiancaf.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-it-end.html#comment-f
