<?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-26485491</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:22:38.421-07:00</updated><category term='online shop'/><category term='College'/><category term='Rings'/><category term='London&apos;s Gate'/><category term='Fred Flare'/><category term='handmade'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='cute rings.'/><category term='Souzou Creations'/><category term='Retroagogo'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='collection'/><category term='Finger wear'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Josh Zuckerman'/><category term='Kuki Shop'/><category term='Sex drive'/><category term='Idol'/><title type='text'>MAD WORLD.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-6375676741496414988</id><published>2010-09-28T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:27:24.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Park Is Classic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TKLCn_2SVqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JI-DwNqtiWk/s1600/33853_1568271560024_1032482026_1614127_1862092_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TKLCn_2SVqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JI-DwNqtiWk/s400/33853_1568271560024_1032482026_1614127_1862092_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;His&amp;nbsp; awesomeness is something that can't be measured. Even in the  simplest things, he always manage to shine. For me, Jay Park will always  be classic. Now and forever. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Macie Chavez, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jay Park.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why do I &lt;strike&gt;like&lt;/strike&gt; love him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I really noticed about Jay is his jaw-dropping bboy moves. It doesn't take an expert to see his passion for dancing. He has flawless moves that looks like it was effortlessly executed. Then I learned on later that the same boy has also mad rapping skills. It's one thing to be charismatic and insanely appealing, it's another to be also talented. Jay Park can prove to you, in more ways than one, that he is definitely more than just a pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also like his attitude. He treats his fans very warmly that it makes me feel so touched. Jay Park is respected and loved worldwide because he reciprocates the love and respect given to him by his adoring fans. In addition to that, before being an ex-member of 2PM, he has shown good leadership capabilities and has taken good care of his members. Making sure that each one of them are doing good on their own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I love his determination and strength. After everything that he has gone through, he is still hanging on. Still standing, tall and proud. I admire him for having the courage to gather himself together and continue his dreams. He put on a brave face and went through hell and back.  It was heart-breaking for a fan like me to see him in that state. And all, we, Jaywalkers can do is to stand beside him in the fight and support him. He's so humble and caring that he'd rather start anew than to dig up the past which is chaotic and full of controversy. For the man who gives his all for his dreams and his fans, Jay Park my heart goes out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did Jay Park music influence you? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Park made me love me RnB and hiphop more. That is the superficial part. &lt;br /&gt;I really think that his music influenced my choice of songs. I try to look not only, on the quality of the songs but also on how the artist sings the  song. Jay Park's music made me realize that songs that are sang from the heart has a deeper and heartfelt meaning. Like his song “Clouds” with Dumbfounded and Clara C., it did made me really feel better. I believed them when they said that it's not always rain, there'll be sunshine. We all know that this is very much true in Jay's case. He has reached the end of the tunnel and has seen the light. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Jay Park's music is not only heartfelt, it's also inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is an entry for &lt;i&gt;Jay Park Live In Manila&lt;/i&gt; ticket giveaway by &lt;b&gt;Manila Concert Scene&lt;/b&gt;, Manila's leading and the only concert-related site in the country!For more information about the contest, visit &lt;i&gt;http://manilaconcertscene.blogspot.com/2010/09/jay-park-contest.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For updates on the &lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;hottest concerts/events here in Manila, follow them on&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/manilaconcerts" style="color: blue;"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a fan of them on &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/manilaconcerts/"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, don't forget to visit their &lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://manilaconcertscene.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://manilaconcertscene.blogspot.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;blogspot&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;account!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-6375676741496414988?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/6375676741496414988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=6375676741496414988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/6375676741496414988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/6375676741496414988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2010/09/jay-park-is-classic.html' title='Jay Park Is Classic.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TKLCn_2SVqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JI-DwNqtiWk/s72-c/33853_1568271560024_1032482026_1614127_1862092_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-7066488352732445943</id><published>2010-09-24T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T14:41:33.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retroagogo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuki Shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finger wear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Souzou Creations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Flare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute rings.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London&apos;s Gate'/><title type='text'>Finger wear: Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I was supposed to go to school for my 8:30 class but since my next class (at 1PM!) was cancelled, I decided to ditch school and just bum around. My Tita Andy will come home tomorrow fresh from Thailand. I think she got me awesome accessories. Well if she doesn’t, then she’s dead. NEW RINGS PLEASE. I might try collecting rings. I just want to focus on something, you know. I’ve read my previous blog post wherein I rant about not having a collection. I’d prolly settle for belts or rings. I’d do a post dedicated to both of them. But in the mean time, I’d do first a&lt;strong&gt; RING&lt;/strong&gt; dedicated post. Oh, I want to post my rings but they are shy at the moment, maybe next post! :) (That’s me being lazy to get the camera. LOL.)&lt;/div&gt;So I want to make a post about around five online shop that sells lovely rings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;First stop: &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/customer/home.php?cat=283&amp;amp;orderby=&amp;amp;all=true"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fred Flare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fred flare is an online shop that has now a door store at Brooklyn. Though their apparel lines is quite on the so-so level, their accessories are really unique. Quirky and adorable. They’re simple but nevertheless, classic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw06DoYeFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z5wwKzJPN2I/s1600/2024_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw06DoYeFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z5wwKzJPN2I/s1600/2024_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw066V6nCI/AAAAAAAAANA/TjM38e-rUbA/s1600/5257_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw08QK9FgI/AAAAAAAAANI/Xif1jMEir9U/s1600/5790_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: undefined;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw08QK9FgI/AAAAAAAAANI/Xif1jMEir9U/s1600/5790_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw07gDLYII/AAAAAAAAANE/wH9WV23INnI/s1600/5777_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw07gDLYII/AAAAAAAAANE/wH9WV23INnI/s1600/5777_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Actually found out about this store when my cousin linked me to it after she got her camera ring at $10. I have the same ring that I got from a bazaar for only P70! Take that! HAHA. But I really like the Chief captain face! CUTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2ve1gkjI/AAAAAAAAANM/XN8FS8E53Ic/s1600/3656_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2ve1gkjI/AAAAAAAAANM/XN8FS8E53Ic/s1600/3656_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2wFXK93I/AAAAAAAAANQ/R6g_eQ9gw0s/s1600/4477_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2wFXK93I/AAAAAAAAANQ/R6g_eQ9gw0s/s1600/4477_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2w4BvV6I/AAAAAAAAANU/nh3zlCZlejM/s1600/5770_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2w4BvV6I/AAAAAAAAANU/nh3zlCZlejM/s1600/5770_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2xaKPHQI/AAAAAAAAANY/-q9axUXR1c0/s1600/6211_C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw2xaKPHQI/AAAAAAAAANY/-q9axUXR1c0/s1600/6211_C.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their other cute stuffs. Camera pouch, umbrella, mixtape usb &amp;amp; lego camera. I adore the camera pouch! Purddy! *cough* Birthday present *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For detail lovers, there's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/SouZouCreations"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SouZou Creations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SouZou creations offers handmade jewelries! The details are so farking amazing! Seriously! I heard they were featured on various magazines for being a "floating ring". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw3kTUpQRI/AAAAAAAAANc/E0ms6SZHYCo/s320/il_430xN_173844795.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw3lloq6kI/AAAAAAAAANg/WFkzAIxSQyE/s320/il_430xN_175827657.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw3m0IG9sI/AAAAAAAAANk/0kNU8lqeHT4/s1600/il_430xN_175829124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw3m0IG9sI/AAAAAAAAANk/0kNU8lqeHT4/s320/il_430xN_175829124.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well ask for a handmade Happy Meal on my fingers! You just have to see the details! It’s insane. They have like beer designs, meal sets and all. The details are so precious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a dose of punk, there is &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/LondonsGate?ref=seller_info"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;London’s Gate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They specialize in Steampunk rings and dark-themed jewelries. The details of the steampunk rings are so beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw4zioYuRI/AAAAAAAAANo/IvuBu5zSAAo/s1600/il_430xN_61532541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw4zioYuRI/AAAAAAAAANo/IvuBu5zSAAo/s200/il_430xN_61532541.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw41gTBWJI/AAAAAAAAANw/erdruYefwEY/s200/il_430xN_177313588.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw40uvfWnI/AAAAAAAAANs/7kjbtPYmsYM/s1600/il_430xN_171659095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw40uvfWnI/AAAAAAAAANs/7kjbtPYmsYM/s200/il_430xN_171659095.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the butterflies, it’s the bees time to shine! And I love the skeleton girl as well. Not your usual, skull head with bones design. My sister was flippin’ when she saw the collection of London’s Gate. Full of skulls. And she totally adores skulls. So everything is like an eye candy for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit retro? Don’t cha worry because we have&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retroagogo.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retro-a-go-go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They offer cool and hip designs on their rings that showcase one’s individuality and retro lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw5sbB0yJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8Ijfjx1MD-0/s1600/devil-headLG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw5sbB0yJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8Ijfjx1MD-0/s200/devil-headLG.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw5tr9cSfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8BQNa_RDYtQ/s200/pin-up-girl-on-phoneLG.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw5u_Z5KZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ubJ1-0NqBKg/s1600/robot-party-green-robotLG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw5u_Z5KZI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ubJ1-0NqBKg/s200/robot-party-green-robotLG.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love the robot designs in their collection! You can never get bored with those cute designs. And I also love their collection of belt buckles. The designs are seriously wicked! &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/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw6ssfg-ZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/5cE1HIqeQrg/s1600/BELGURE-Guns-&amp;amp;-RosesLG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw6ssfg-ZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/5cE1HIqeQrg/s200/BELGURE-Guns-&amp;amp;-RosesLG.jpg" width="200" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw6tqpwNGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/v7LRU3zpjcE/s1600/beltore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw6tqpwNGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/v7LRU3zpjcE/s200/beltore.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I can't forget people who are sucker for cute things. Like my sister at that. For cuteness overload, there’s &lt;a href="http://www.ku-ki-shop.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuki shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of their stuffs are made of polymer clay and is patterned after sweets and pastries that even one of their collection is named Sweetness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw7YAteSbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5Vzd2RC8_20/s200/745_IceCreamRing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw7aoV-utI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Kyc4qcIt8k4/s200/905_PianoRing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw7eKpwZBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UZAJ80HH3V4/s200/911_AppleRing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Their collection made me hungry. And everything is so pretty! The collection is mouth-watering. I love the cakes, cookies, ice cream and pretty much the whole collection. But well, aside from the cute creations, they recently added a Vintage collection. I like the Carousel necklace. Pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw78MSShUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/zmuU2MdoAMo/s1600/018_MagicCarousselNecklace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw78MSShUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/zmuU2MdoAMo/s320/018_MagicCarousselNecklace.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw7-hqJDAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ruPrtW6faTQ/s1600/019_ShabbyChicFlowerRing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw7-hqJDAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ruPrtW6faTQ/s320/019_ShabbyChicFlowerRing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The downside of this post is I want to have all of those rings. These are just a few of good online shops. Next time I'll include shops that sells awesome animal designs! I can dedicate a blog post solely for them! Seriously, they're everywhere! Fore people who are too lazy to find shops one by one, there's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Etsy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for you. Just put in rings and billions of rings online will appear. I would love to go on and on about rings. But I have to go now. Acads being pain in the you-know-what. ﻿Till then. &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;PS. I remember &lt;a href="http://www.butteredpopcorn.co.nr/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the whole time I'm doing this. She also has an awesome online shop. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.fragilethings.co.nr/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fragile things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-7066488352732445943?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/7066488352732445943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=7066488352732445943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7066488352732445943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7066488352732445943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2010/09/finger-wear-rings.html' title='Finger wear: Rings'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJw06DoYeFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z5wwKzJPN2I/s72-c/2024_C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-8026077492222912880</id><published>2010-09-23T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T14:41:56.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh Zuckerman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex drive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Sex Drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I want to blog something before the day ends because I find peace(?), not really sure, in writing. Lately, it’s been crazy . When I say crazy, I mean hella crazy. To my Ninang Ganda who will be one of my favorite aunts forever: I love you forever. The progressing lovelife of my friends didn’t help me a bit. But yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;On a lighter note, I want my comeback blog to be happy still. So I’ll rant about the movie I’ve seen just a little while ago. It’s Sex Drive, a 2008 movie. Plot taken from IMDB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJtvi5mho-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/4wnRFLIzGMM/s1600/244choy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJtvi5mho-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/4wnRFLIzGMM/s320/244choy.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ian is a high school senior in suburban Chicago, plagued by being a virgin. Online he's inflated his resume, met Ms. Tasty, and agreed to drive to Knoxville where she promises sex. He steals his homophobic, macho brother's GTO, and, with his two best friends, Lance and Felicia, heads south. Every young woman who meets Lance, including Felicia, is attracted to him, even though he's an uncaring hound. Ian, on the other hand, is a decent guy who wouldn't mind if his friendship with Felicia became a romance. By the time they get to Knoxville, they have encountered a jealous boyfriend, a menacing hitchhiker, jail birds, carjackers, an Amish community, and Ian's better judgment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The movie made me laugh so hard and not to mention, Josh Zuckerman is also a cutie. Have you seen him in glasses? Sheesh, how come nobody gives the geeky/nerdy boy a second glance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJtwAXotmTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SoaHFqBIfOQ/s1600/joshzuckerman13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJtwAXotmTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SoaHFqBIfOQ/s320/joshzuckerman13.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wanna be like Ian in some ways though. I want to do something crazy while I’m still in college. I want to have a list. I’m working on it right now. Get drunk like hell, is for sure included in the list. That’s not really crazy for others but it’s something that I’ll do out of my character. Though I’ve been itching to know what’s my alcohol limit since I can remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;And internet identity. I don’t know if it’s just me but I can’t really be like other people and assume another identity. I mean, I can’t use the anonymity to my advantage. I chat at omegle sometimes just to kill time. Friends tell me, I should assume another identity like a sexy fox or even a nerdy girl. I always end up talking about my life story to a total stranger, uncensored and unedited version. It’s easier to talk to strangers at time, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;And I love the confession part. It’s not your typical I-realized-I-love-you thing or even the I-loved-you-all-along line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felicia:&lt;/strong&gt; Why can’t you say it first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian:&lt;/strong&gt; I asked you first. But fine. *smiles* I know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felicia:&lt;/strong&gt; I know you love me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;insert graphic of the torrid kissing scene here&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I find it sweet actually. Sometimes, what is important is you know how each other feels. Cheesy but yeah, true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;In the mean time, I have yet to learn how to drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ciao now people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. Sorry if my post is a bit chaotic. I’m getting rusty at blogging. Start from zero again :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-8026077492222912880?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/8026077492222912880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=8026077492222912880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8026077492222912880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8026077492222912880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2010/09/sex-drive.html' title='Sex Drive.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/TJtvi5mho-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/4wnRFLIzGMM/s72-c/244choy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-3212605730302752904</id><published>2009-12-21T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T01:02:35.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idol'/><title type='text'>Sasha Fierce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"&gt;4 more days and it’s already Christmas. That was fast. I downloaded a couple of Christmas songs to listen in my mp4. And it’s given that my favorite x-mas song would be from my favorite girl group: Destiny’s Child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered Phen telling me that she doesn’t know what I found in Beyonce. For those who don’t know yet, Beyonce just happens to be my idol-slash-hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, I now know the definite reason why I have her as a role model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s the epitome of what I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;She’s &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;. Not goddess beautiful but enough to break a couple of necks.&lt;br /&gt;She’s &lt;em&gt;talented&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She’s a soulful singer and my family knows how I badly wanted to be an RnB singer. If double platinum albums and sold out concerts weren’t enough proof of how great she is then maybe her grammy’s and other awards should do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;She’s a &lt;em&gt;dancer and an actress&lt;/em&gt;. Plus she has her &lt;em&gt;own clothing line&lt;/em&gt;. How hot is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the important things on why I like her, she isn’t like other trashy Hollywood stars. She doesn’t do drugs and is rarely seen w/ alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a &lt;em&gt;sweet and caring&lt;/em&gt; person who donates millions to charities.&lt;br /&gt;And well you know, a &lt;em&gt;rapper mogul husband&lt;/em&gt; who adores and spoils you to death couldn’t make life any better.&lt;br /&gt;That’s Beyonce for you. Hopefully by ten years I’ll be able to be even like half of what she has achieved. I’d be 27 by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417708077608563202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/Sy-QytafcgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7aAf-2-wewQ/s320/beyonce_i_am_sasha_fierce_album_promo_photo_2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-3212605730302752904?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/3212605730302752904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=3212605730302752904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3212605730302752904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3212605730302752904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-more-days-and-its-already-christmas.html' title='Sasha Fierce.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/Sy-QytafcgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7aAf-2-wewQ/s72-c/beyonce_i_am_sasha_fierce_album_promo_photo_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-8356788435814029268</id><published>2009-12-12T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:16:13.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in the middle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't think that it would go this far. I feel really bad. Being caught in the middle and all.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I was left out. How can it happen that my radar didn't pick all of these things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One thing that I'm thankful for, people actually trust me enough to rant to me their situations, worries and frustrations. For that, I am deeply moved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you fever and flu, because of you I was detached from the world. Now, I need a lot of catching up to do: acads, orgs, friends and well Kstuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I maybe like this but I'm not shallow or insensitive. I feel it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you to my future brother-in-law (even though he doesn't know. HAHA) for making me feel better around 3 days ago. He even accompanied me for 3 hours straight just so I wouldn't feel alone. Surprisingly, he understands my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Uy shet. Sorry ah. Nag-rarant ako sa'yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Brother-in-law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Okay lang. Naiintindihan ko naman yung sitwasyon mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ulzzang Club. Blockmates. LD loves. Le Chat. Baby Tonski. Phendot. I miss you all. Let's have a date sometime and let loose. I need to destress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shit. Sorry for the emo-ness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-8356788435814029268?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/8356788435814029268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=8356788435814029268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8356788435814029268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8356788435814029268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught-in-middle.html' title='Caught in the middle.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-2094098770886876426</id><published>2009-12-06T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T07:06:20.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;After about almost 3 days in bed. I feel better now. Thank God. I won’t talk about how sick I was because I want a happy post today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I missed my NET. I won’t need to sneak around just for an hour or two of net anymore. Mommy already allowed me to use it since I’m all better now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I need to cram a lot of things though. UP Arirang stuffs, AdCore stuffs, Newscast prod and an essay. I’m worried and nervous but I think I can do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I just found out that I lost my paper in BC104 along w/ my clipboard! Hopefully, Ma’am Justiniani will understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I still need to do my Christmas shopping. I still haven’t prepared my gifts. I’m in need of money right now. Mommy gave me this idea of selling some of my k-pop CD or perfumes. K-pop cd idea is already scrapped out. I’m thinking of selling some of my perfumes though. Mom said that she regrets that she didn’t let me collect anything. Something that I can focus on, because it resulted to me having a lot of the things. She believes that I tend to buy everything because I don’t focus on collecting a single thing. I personally don’t think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I re-organized my perfumes. These are the perfumes that I’m thinking of letting go/ I think I can let go. It’s not yet sure though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412138221792652306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxvHCblD7BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fwx0yxk9rIg/s320/DSCI0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Bath and Body Works perfume, Two Love spell Victoria secret (one of them is what I’m using so it’s almost half-filled, it’s because I wasn’t able to locate the new one ASAP for a pic. Haha), Estee Lauder Pleasures, Calvin Klein Eternity and imported Soft Musk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-2094098770886876426?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/2094098770886876426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=2094098770886876426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2094098770886876426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2094098770886876426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-than-ever.html' title='Better than ever.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxvHCblD7BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fwx0yxk9rIg/s72-c/DSCI0185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-2072792602623360548</id><published>2009-12-02T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:40:33.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Forced myself to be up today. Still a bit sick but I’m better now. Mom broke my favorite purple mug. It made my headache even worse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;I missed two GA today. I’d probably get an earful from both orgs. I’m sick and such a losarr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;The only thing that made me smile today is while browsing lookbook I saw girl crush (the photographer) and semi-boy crush (dancer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-2072792602623360548?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/2072792602623360548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=2072792602623360548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2072792602623360548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2072792602623360548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-3241990664460834407</id><published>2009-12-01T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:53:16.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;My favorite Uncle in the States e-mailed me a while ago saying that the baby was already delivered! Yehey! I welcome Mary Margaret to the family! She’s gonna be an awesome person LIKE ME ‘cause she also has a Mary on her name. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, at first I wasn’t really excited to see the baby. I was thinking that maybe if they had a new baby then they won’t spoil me anymore. I know. I admit. I’m a selfish like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t say I’m a spoiled brat because we’re not that rich for my parents to spoil me that much to start with. I maybe a bit spoiled. But I don’t think I’m a brat. My parents try to give me what I want. That happens, fortunately, most of the time. They don’t give it for free though. They want a high grades, a chore done or something like that. It started when I was in kindergarten, stickers for every quiz I got a perfect score :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives is a different story. They are the ones who totally spoiled me. My mom is the youngest female in her family. She is the 9th child out of the ten kids. My dad, on the other hand, is the eldest in the family. So what happened is that I became the baby in my mother’s side and the first grandchild in my father’s side. The person who spoiled me the most is my grandmother in my mother’s side which I fondly calls “Lola Ma”. She’s the reason why I have a soft spot for old people. It’s too bad that she died when I was in grade 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I love about my grandmother is her collection of jewelries. She has different sets complete with brooches. I wanna grow up as elegant as her. Just too bad that our ancestral house in Laguna was robbed few years ago resulting to a loss of around a million or two (I’m not really sure) for the jewelries taken. And I was to inherit those jewelry dammmit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I share more now and not that selfish anymore. I learn things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thing before I end my post, my aunt said that me and my sister looks different. That’s a first and I really like it. I mean I think we don’t really look alike. Don’t you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410294481493237250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxU6KnupHgI/AAAAAAAAALE/uNJbofAo9gg/s320/DSCI0266+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-3241990664460834407?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/3241990664460834407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=3241990664460834407&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3241990664460834407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3241990664460834407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/12/spoiled.html' title='Spoiled.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxU6KnupHgI/AAAAAAAAALE/uNJbofAo9gg/s72-c/DSCI0266+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-7818629456147212836</id><published>2009-11-30T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:22:21.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unproductive Mondays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, it is proven again and again that my Mondays are unproductive. And God, Soc Sci II reading piled up. I HATE SOC SCI II. Damn it. Anyways, I was browsing through some fashion blogs today and was linked to Chinese Fashion Week 2010. And I liked DGVI, casual street vibe. I didn’t even know there’s a brand named DGVI. Cute street tough look with neon colors. I’m kinda lost on their theme though. Animal prints? Female Sailor look? I don't know, they seem to be assorted. Oh well, toodles! I need to cram my readings now. ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some eye candy from DGVI fashion show in China, my picture spam is inspired by friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butteredpopcorn.co.nr/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jellurmi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409884126709981778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPE81CSolI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5y0esYYexic/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409901791941924530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPVBFJylrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n9NBobzUIlg/s320/250746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409882705609012594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPDqHBatXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s3RUbDZZQRQ/s320/250739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409883585254890866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPEdT9VnXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6WrQlCe3OvQ/s320/250742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409883083790584018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPEAH27iNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mdyL_g7uZxQ/s320/250768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPFaVDI7NI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ah9GAYBYfFQ/s1600/250766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409884633519680722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPFaVDI7NI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ah9GAYBYfFQ/s320/250766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Image credits goes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chinaapparel.net/news/2009/2009-11-05/20863.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-7818629456147212836?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/7818629456147212836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=7818629456147212836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7818629456147212836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7818629456147212836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/unproductive-mondays.html' title='Unproductive Mondays.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxPE81CSolI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5y0esYYexic/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-4700231539520112941</id><published>2009-11-29T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:42:49.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quogan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Mom and Dad are both out-of -town for about 3 days already. That's the first time that BOTH of them are out. We don’t have a maid. Our last maid was when I was in 3rd year high school. Anyways, back to the issue. We basically need to fend for ourselves for these past few days. And boy, I didn’t accomplish anything lately. I slacked off. I slept at around 4 am and I just surf the net while watching the TV. It made me think of where I could possibly be if I continue to live like this. No restrictions, no one scolding me and just simply doing whatever I want. Hopefully they’ll be back tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched some re-runs of shows. I feel like I’m back on my teeny bopper days. I watched Nickelodeon’s Zoey 101 and Disney Channel’s Hannah Montana, Wizard of Waverly Place and Jonas Brothers. I loved Zoey 101 re-runs the most. I even looked for my old downloads of the last Season and watched them on my laptop. It’s NOT because I love Jamie Lynn Spears. Eww, she’s not exactly a role model to teens after getting pregnant at 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, I love Mathew Underwoods and Erin Sanders. Logan and Quinn forever. They share the cutest lines ever. And they still act chummy even off-cam. I wish they’d just date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409862665546529954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxOxbn-MfKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4YkogMFw9dc/s320/NVE00260.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Logan:&lt;/span&gt; I’m embarrassed to be dating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quinn:&lt;/span&gt; Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Logan:&lt;/span&gt; Yes. I can’t believe you made me say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quinn:&lt;/span&gt; I’m so thrilled that you said that, I’m embarrassed to be dating you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quinn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You are so irritating sometimes. Tcchhh. *Angry face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Logan:&lt;/span&gt; Wanna go makeout? *eyebrows wriggling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quinn:&lt;/span&gt; *suddenly smiles* Yeah. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Quinn is just another of my favorite geeks. I love nerds/geeks and just brainy people in their eyeglasses. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's what you want? A brainless twerlup wearing a shirt that wouldn't fit an eight year old boy? -- Quinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-4700231539520112941?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/4700231539520112941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=4700231539520112941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/4700231539520112941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/4700231539520112941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/quogan.html' title='Quogan.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxOxbn-MfKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4YkogMFw9dc/s72-c/NVE00260.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-7616943952984879550</id><published>2009-11-28T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:53:38.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch potato day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh-kay. Today is semi good and bad. I feel bad because I had a major headache. My sister says that it’s because of my flu. I just want to sleep all day. But my sister insisted that I get on the couch and join her. Good thing that Star Movies was having some sort of X-Men maratahon. I love X-men. I like Night Crawler and Kitty on the X-men evolution cartoons but I love Rogue and Mr. Iceman Bobby Drake in the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409112969363508034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxEHlkDey0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NqO7wFkxjA4/s320/rogueice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just found out that Bobby Drake’s bro is the same guy as Sebastian Hasting from the movie She’s the Man. That is so cool. I mean I didn’t recognize it until now. Maybe it’s because I don’t pay that much attention to him. I never really liked his character in both movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409109992667603474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxEE4S_34hI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LmCkGsHd68E/s320/Penelope_Poster_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the X-Men marathon in Star Movies, they showed Penelope. I really loved the movie. I was really touched that I cried at the end. &lt;s&gt;They don’t even have a kissing scene and I still love it! OMG, that’s really first for a girl who love kisses at the end of the story. It’s still a cute modern day fairytale movie.&lt;/s&gt;  I take that back. I just downloaded the movie 'cause I super love it and saw that there's a kissing scene. I love it. It completed my day. James McAvoy is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the plot taken from yahoo movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A modern day romantic tale about a young girl's inspiring journey, a mysterious family secret and the power of love. With all odds against her, in order for Penelope to break the family curse, she must find true love with "one of her own kind." The warm and funny adventure leads her to realize the most important life lesson, "I like myself the way I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope Wilhern, born to wealthy socialites, is afflicted by the Wilhern spell that can only be broken when she finds love. Hidden away in her family's estate, the lonely girl meets a string of suitors in her parent's futile attempt to break the curse. Each eligible bachelor is enamored with Penelope and her sizable dowry... until her curse is revealed. Lemon, a mischievous and eager tabloid reporter wants a photograph of the mysterious Penelope and hires Max to pose as a prospective suitor to get the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handsome down-on-his luck gambler finds he falling for Penelope, but not wanting to disappoint her or to expose his surreptitious ways, he decides to disappear. Fed up by his latest betrayal and determined to live life on her own terms, Penelope breaks free from her family and ventures into the world alone. She finds adventure and Annie, her first friend and becomes the person she was meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I recognized yet another male star. I recognized it right away because I loved his character. He’s James McAvoy. I really loved him in Narnia as Mr. Tumnus and loved him even more in Penelope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409112315669492770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxEG_g2rtCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OQuIkakuzdQ/s320/mrtumnus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409111282639785234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxEGDYhNTRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/17TY0jOS3lI/s320/29penelope-600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-7616943952984879550?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/7616943952984879550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=7616943952984879550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7616943952984879550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7616943952984879550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/couch-pitato-day.html' title='Couch potato day.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxEHlkDey0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NqO7wFkxjA4/s72-c/rogueice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-6900523399140702362</id><published>2009-11-27T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T03:28:29.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-over it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had two class today. 104 and 130. I was watching some subbed videos and doing some org stuffs so I was able to complete my paper for 130 at about 4 in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister just informed me that she was at the airport with MOM yesterday to see a glimpse of Shinee. I was speechless. She didn't even tell me that she was going there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You know, I was really sad that I wasn't able to go to the concert. But thinking about it, I didn't really do much to get a ticket. I didn't even go to NBN station which is so near UP. For the record, I'm also a Sky Cable subscriber. Oh well, I'm semi-over it. Maybe it wasn't for me. Just next time, don't do free concerts. I hate free concerts. There's always scarcity of tickets. And the first come first serve basis. Paying is still the best, guaranteed seats of your choice :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So distract myself, I went to the movies with Ivy and Bryan. It really happened so fast. Next thing I know, I was watching the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ivy: Manonood kami Ninja Assassin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Macie: Kailan? Parang gusto ko rin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ivy: Ngayon na. Paalis na kami Sama ka? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Macie: As in ngayon na? *thinks for a second* Okay. Sama ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408978687392967810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxCNdUu3bII/AAAAAAAAAIE/4OvY26elQCw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ninja assassin is not a movie for people with light stomachs. 85% of the movie is action and BLOOD. 15% is for the dialogue. Rain was not spazz worthy in the movie. But oh my god, Lee Joon is. He acted so well. Lee Joon FTW! Lee Joon gets to kiss a girl while Rain didn't. ROFL. Next time Rain, next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408979460306528930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxCOKUD0aqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2jCoyPlmZaM/s320/7152_190943685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-6900523399140702362?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/6900523399140702362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=6900523399140702362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/6900523399140702362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/6900523399140702362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/semi-over-it.html' title='Semi-over it.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxCNdUu3bII/AAAAAAAAAIE/4OvY26elQCw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-3259526391723503506</id><published>2009-11-24T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T05:16:17.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today wasn't exactly a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I prepared a lot for our Soc Sci report but we didn't get the chance to report it. We had a Comm3 zurprise quiz today. And you'll get a .02 deduction in the final grade if you get 15 below on the 30 item test. I wasn't really sure if I'll pass. Please, let me pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm totally beat but I still decided to photoshop some pictures and post them. I'm also currently under the process of renovating my blogs both in wordpress and in blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I decided to post a some sort of pictures for the day just because I hate bland post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407656866357526130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwvbRNpxPnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qjWjLHTTEvI/s320/4b07dEI29no96kebH87IesEWo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need a diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-3259526391723503506?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/3259526391723503506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=3259526391723503506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3259526391723503506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3259526391723503506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/preparation.html' title='Preparation.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwvbRNpxPnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qjWjLHTTEvI/s72-c/4b07dEI29no96kebH87IesEWo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-2793883065510094573</id><published>2009-11-23T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:35:54.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the rushed posts. I will try to include pics, videos and what's nots next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I really don't know what's wrong with my mondays. It's always unproductive. I went to my dentist today. He told me to always put my rubber bands on my braces so that I can get them out already. But frankly speaking, I love my braces! Braces makes beautiful faces. I don't know, it kinda grew on me already. I mean I have it for almost 6 years now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I have was supposed to download the cuts of my favorite artists perf on MAMA but I decided to just download the whole show and get it over and done with. So now, hello 3GB download. It was supposed to be a 10 GB download but I saw a smaller version, thank god! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandara made me smile today. Family outing episode was out yesterday. It was okay. Her corndog dance made me laugh. I find it cute though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was checking chictopia and found some pitures of Daul Kim. Wow, I missed her already. She's one of my favorite models. I mean, she's twenty, fab, crazily beautiful and a korean! I just wished she's happy wherever she is right now. RIP. You will be missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwqcXtswE_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/dkxOKErbog0/s1600/3116-500w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407305981145086738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwqcJAX_exI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ImFUvZXH8Bo/s320/8821-500w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-2793883065510094573?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/2793883065510094573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=2793883065510094573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2793883065510094573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2793883065510094573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwqcJAX_exI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ImFUvZXH8Bo/s72-c/8821-500w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-7087533845405869928</id><published>2009-11-21T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T05:12:14.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwvayPDwkPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ksQARj8yy6s/s1600/gdmama09.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We watched New Moon today. We were supposed to watch it at Eastwood but there has been a change of plans. We watched it in Trinoma instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New moon was better compared to twilight. I'm a Team Jacob member and I was really happy on his screentime and how he acted. I was rooting for Steven Strait as Jacob Black as first but maaan, I think Taylor was better and not to mention hotter. Major nosebleed. There was an abs parade that I absolutely love. Werewolves are hotter than vampires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407652132855835170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwvW9r_BaiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UkosNDiKUdA/s320/new-moon-wolf-pack-wallpaper-jacob-black-1024x730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new skinny and makeup afterwards. New skinny just for the heck of it and new makeup because I need it. I felt bad using my mom's makeup. They're quite expensive and I don't think it's okay if I use it when I don't really appreciate it's worth. So I bought cheaper ones. Goodbye, Estee Lauder and Max and say hello to Maybelline. They're worth it and I think that the makeup suits me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so my dad sent me home because I wanted to catch MAMA on TV while the rest of my family went to catch the last full show for 2012. And yes, I deeply regret it.&lt;br /&gt;I was so frustrated. I can't find Channel V! I wasn't even sure if we're Sky Cable subscribers. So in short, I wasn't able to watch it on TV. I'll just download the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the Winners. YGfam+2PM+TVXQ = LOVE &lt;33.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-7087533845405869928?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/7087533845405869928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=7087533845405869928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7087533845405869928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7087533845405869928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SwvW9r_BaiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UkosNDiKUdA/s72-c/new-moon-wolf-pack-wallpaper-jacob-black-1024x730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-6941796494260734064</id><published>2009-11-19T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:09:41.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newscast okay.</title><content type='html'>I'm looking for a blazer for my newscast tomorrow. My clothes is strewn all over my room. I just found out that I have about 3 bags of brand new clothes. Thanks to my unorganized self, I just saw them now. WOOOH. I feel bad after seeing them. I should have saved my money and I should have not splurged on my sembreak shopping. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm downloading G-dragon's KJE subbed videos right now. I haven't fan girl much today. I'm thinking of asking my friend to buy me Big Bang planner for 2010 when she goes to Korea this December. Thanks to the indecisive me, I won't join her trip to Korea. I feel bad about it. I wanna watch the concert! I promise to watch their concert next time maybe in Japan. Thank you Mommy for being so understanding about my fan-girling &lt;33.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-6941796494260734064?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/6941796494260734064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=6941796494260734064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/6941796494260734064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/6941796494260734064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/newscast-okay.html' title='Newscast okay.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-5439474719548706666</id><published>2009-11-18T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:08:48.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prod love.</title><content type='html'>My only class today is BC104. And man, we got a taste of how a prod actually works. It was craaaazy I tell you. Crazy but fun. I get to handle the camera. It's not so bad once you get a hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just worried about the makeup thing. I don't like makeup but it's inevitable not to use it in my field. Guess, I have to practice at home.&lt;br /&gt;I will hit the sack in a while, I have a major headache since early this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-5439474719548706666?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/5439474719548706666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=5439474719548706666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/5439474719548706666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/5439474719548706666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/prod-love.html' title='Prod love.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-7482924809531701340</id><published>2009-11-17T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:07:42.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much.</title><content type='html'>I just woke up and had my dinner. I really feel so lazy to do my news for tomorrow. Maybe the lazy feeling has something to do with my headache. I don't really know. It's a good thing that I have gathered already materials and sources for my news so it's much easier to start it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was the usual, same ol' same ol'. A little fun fact before I end my entry. I felt like a modern day Cinderella today. My belt suddenly loosened and I didn't notice it until this cute guy handed them over to me. Now that was something. My friend was telling me that I should have asked for his number or something. I was never good in asking those so yeah. Hopefully I'll see him again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-7482924809531701340?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/7482924809531701340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=7482924809531701340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7482924809531701340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7482924809531701340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing much.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-8495130208603732939</id><published>2009-11-16T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:06:16.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aristotle shiznits.</title><content type='html'>I hate you Soc Sci II. I can't understand my readings and I get more and more frustrated each time I read it once more. Maybe I'm not giving my full attention to it while reading it. Oh well, I guess no more sleep for me today and cram for my class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that excites me to go to school tomorrow is Comm3! I love my class. I love Sir De Pano, he's such an eloquent speaker. He also reminds me of my favorite speech teacher back in high school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-8495130208603732939?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/8495130208603732939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=8495130208603732939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8495130208603732939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8495130208603732939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/aristotle-shiznits.html' title='Aristotle shiznits.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-7191949922638909921</id><published>2009-11-15T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:05:25.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey-ho. I'm back on blogging since I was assigned to make a journal for my BC104 class.&lt;br /&gt;Let me fill you up on what happened during my absence on the blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;I basically graduated from high school. I got into the University of the Philippines. I'm now a Broadcast Communication student. I'm happy with my life as of the moment. I'm doing good and still very much in love with the South Korean Culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways back to my diary-ish entry.It's another unproductive day for me.I didn't finish anything at all. My readings are still there untouched. I will try to start my BC104 readings before I go to sleep and hopefully finish my Soc Sci II readings by tomorrow morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had my fill of korean dose today. Blame it on sleeping, lazing around and reading this incredibly good fan fiction. I maybe biased in that sense because I can relate to it. Falling in love with a bassist of a famous band. I was like "that's screams macie". Story of me and my goat. I just saw my twitter and it says that Family outing episode with Sandara and UEE is alreay out! I need to watch it 'cause Sandara Park is there. Go Dara! I'm excited to see her quirky and lovable side again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Oh, Pacquiao won by the way. I wasn't really surprised since I was expecting it. The online world was really excited and the social networking sites kept me updated on the match even though, frankly speaking, I didn't care much. But STILL, Filipino pride baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-7191949922638909921?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/7191949922638909921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=7191949922638909921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7191949922638909921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/7191949922638909921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday night.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-538793783561859950</id><published>2007-12-27T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:17:56.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’m so freaking exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attending and hosting parties is really exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;What’s worst &lt;strong&gt;I haven’t been online for what? like 4 days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I expected it. I still feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it went back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It started with a kiss II ep 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;ISWAK is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;But dang&lt;em&gt; I was surprised at the bed scene&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;strong&gt;“gbuygoisu! Wth?! For real?!!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not really a bed scene w/c shows something though XD&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna watch ep 2 later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I didn’t forget camwhoring session.&lt;br /&gt;I like what wore there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3c87-xKkbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6bF2eBzuueo/s1600-h/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149651700080611762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3c87-xKkbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6bF2eBzuueo/s320/C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3c9w-xKkcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/96h75nzNsYA/s1600-h/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149652610613678530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3c9w-xKkcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/96h75nzNsYA/s320/D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;And OMG &lt;strong&gt;I saw my new niece. She was like a doll.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute. Too bad I forgot to take a pic of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;And after that went to my other grandma.&lt;br /&gt;We killed time by holding &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;movie marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I was against because they wanna watch&lt;br /&gt;freaking horror movies. And &lt;strong&gt;I’m a self confessed scaredy-cat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memorable ones.&lt;br /&gt;They made me watch &lt;strong&gt;EXORCIST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn man. It’s so arrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;Creepy man!&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;GOTHIKA&lt;/strong&gt;. My cousins seriously had a beating.&lt;br /&gt;I just like &lt;strong&gt;THE BRIDGE TO TERABITHIA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was sad. The girl died but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LITTLE MANHATTAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! I got the chance to finish the WHOLE movie.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to finish it for some reasons before.&lt;br /&gt;The boy is so darn funny. He was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“She’s totally my type. Wait. I didn’t even know I had a type”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins totally loved the marathon I hold for them.&lt;br /&gt;What else? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KOREAN MARATHON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewatching of some Korean dramas.&lt;br /&gt;And catching up with pops in seoul.&lt;br /&gt;They so drooled over&lt;strong&gt; TVXQ&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FT Island&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My cosuins were like major &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaejoong lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They were like shrieking when watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re my Miracle&lt;/strong&gt; vid.&lt;br /&gt;They don’t even know who he is. geesh T.T&lt;br /&gt;And I got all smiles when &lt;strong&gt;Until You Return&lt;/strong&gt; was shown.&lt;br /&gt;And won bin got “oohs and ahhs”&lt;br /&gt;From my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;And they’re like freaking morons.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at Super junior vid.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even know what’s funny.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;MARRY ME&lt;/strong&gt; vid.&lt;br /&gt;What so funny about that vid?&lt;br /&gt;My retarted cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all. I had fun this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan oppa.&lt;/strong&gt; Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;Geesh. I thought you just got drunk. Mianhe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't realize you were actually sick. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; NO one still knows that I re-opened my blogspot. XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-538793783561859950?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/538793783561859950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=538793783561859950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/538793783561859950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/538793783561859950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3c87-xKkbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6bF2eBzuueo/s72-c/C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-437537108848804892</id><published>2007-12-21T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T23:47:51.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-mas party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's our christmas party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;as always my classmates were eager to see what I'm going to wear&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i surprised them this year by wearing an &lt;strong&gt;EMO-ish outfit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They're used to seeng me in my trendy and girlish outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT NEVER AN EMO.&lt;/strong&gt; it's because I was never an EMO.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't hurt to dress up like that for a day right?&lt;br /&gt;and you guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;they loved it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NMjOxKkXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qu8IQ_Z5zsM/s1600-h/Copy+of+vAin!(04)(03).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148542967158051186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NMjOxKkXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qu8IQ_Z5zsM/s320/Copy+of+vAin!(04)(03).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I received a LOT of gifts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my beloved friends.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. our class got a personalized pin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148537568384160066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NHo-xKkUI/AAAAAAAAADs/KcO3_CfawR4/s320/A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It just sucks that I wasn't able to give each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I gave out about 20 gifts for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;And also to the other people in the other year levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My gifts are mostly accessories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bracelets. bangles. necklaces. phone accesories.&lt;br /&gt;they all knew me very well. the girly girl fashionista.&lt;br /&gt;and for that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I LOVE YOU AGAIN GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NIdOxKkVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wxrrz8aPax8/s1600-h/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148538466032324946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NIdOxKkVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wxrrz8aPax8/s320/G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ooh and special mention to ROSS for the sushi's.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;After the x-mas party. we headed to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TRINOMA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;But we hit the arcades instead. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TIMEZONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phen got hyped up when she saw the dancing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not the dance revo, the one for hands.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes me and jenil made fool of ourselves playing those.&lt;br /&gt;good thing it's a 2-player game.&lt;br /&gt;we passed each level only because of phen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;she was class A and we were class D. crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NKWexKkWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rkY3-o-7up0/s1600-h/T.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148540549091463522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NKWexKkWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rkY3-o-7up0/s320/T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;And then we played basketball.&lt;br /&gt;phen got crazy and went to play the kiddie basketball.&lt;br /&gt;dang. &lt;em&gt;she's crazy.&lt;/em&gt; and most importantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's not our friend.&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NP5OxKkZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zBmBB_6xAhY/s1600-h/H.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148546643650056594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NP5OxKkZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zBmBB_6xAhY/s320/H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and it's okay though.&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;em&gt;i played something childish too&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the one wherein you need to put out fire.&lt;br /&gt;you have a hose-like shooter.&lt;br /&gt;(it shoots out real water by the way)&lt;br /&gt;and aim for the circles in the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i got 99. haha. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NXd-xKkaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fN4TzMaviKU/s1600-h/W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148554971591643554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NXd-xKkaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fN4TzMaviKU/s320/W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and then we played &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOUSE of the DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love killing those monsters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;my friends were impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;up until now.they didn't know I was good at those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;those things w/c involves guns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I perfectly remember that I instucted phen to take pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But she was busy staring at the dead monsters on the screen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;curse her. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and then we decided to go eat at last.&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;strong&gt;"You can see Mister Donut over there."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Donut and coffee seems good, right?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were like &lt;strong&gt;"Do you want to eat @ Mister Donut?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got embarassed by being to obvious&lt;/em&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So I just said NO.We decided to eat @ McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;I just drank float. then afterwards craved for ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS NICE NICE THOUGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-437537108848804892?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/437537108848804892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=437537108848804892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/437537108848804892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/437537108848804892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/x-mas-party.html' title='x-mas party'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R3NMjOxKkXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qu8IQ_Z5zsM/s72-c/Copy+of+vAin!(04)(03).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-8834024937280401264</id><published>2007-12-19T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:57:39.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed.</title><content type='html'>Okay. I was quite on the mood to go to forums yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I even decided to change all my siggies for different forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And guess what because of that I failed my exams today. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The papers are &lt;em&gt;not yet checked &lt;/em&gt;but I should know by now.&lt;br /&gt;on what the results would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2kSpexKkPI/AAAAAAAAADE/MNtbnik9uw0/s1600-h/11978180110908mbcfp8+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145664553090715890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2kSpexKkPI/AAAAAAAAADE/MNtbnik9uw0/s200/11978180110908mbcfp8+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOO BIN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; my lovely rapper. gosh we're performing the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'm thinking of rapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something new for my whole class to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;always the R&amp;amp;B singer but never the sexy rapper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So yeah. We'd be &lt;strong&gt;remixing&lt;/strong&gt; either jingle bell rock or winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;And if we could practice a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe perform the addictive &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2kU7uxKkRI/AAAAAAAAADU/nFw1GH8oEl0/s1600-h/07121503xq6+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145667065646584082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2kU7uxKkRI/AAAAAAAAADU/nFw1GH8oEl0/s320/07121503xq6+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BIG BANG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing much. i just drooled over G-dragon's picture as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm super excited for their english album.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coming up next month. something to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAP.&lt;/strong&gt; someone said bad things about our school paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when most of the people who saw it said that it was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I so &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; her!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-8834024937280401264?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/8834024937280401264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=8834024937280401264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8834024937280401264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8834024937280401264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/failed.html' title='Failed.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2kSpexKkPI/AAAAAAAAADE/MNtbnik9uw0/s72-c/11978180110908mbcfp8+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-2602651082606092113</id><published>2007-12-17T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T18:10:17.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jaejin's b-day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2xw0uxKkSI/AAAAAAAAADc/q-XYQBXeEmQ/s1600-h/jaejin..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146612525387387170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2xw0uxKkSI/AAAAAAAAADc/q-XYQBXeEmQ/s320/jaejin..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To my hubby:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEE JAEJIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wish you all the best for your b-day.&lt;br /&gt;May you be happy and may all your projects be successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU OPPA :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-2602651082606092113?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/2602651082606092113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=2602651082606092113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2602651082606092113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/2602651082606092113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-my-hubby-lee-jaejin-happy-birthday-i.html' title='jaejin&apos;s b-day.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/R2xw0uxKkSI/AAAAAAAAADc/q-XYQBXeEmQ/s72-c/jaejin..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-3182424068644363345</id><published>2007-12-16T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:33:00.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moody.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM POST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I’m definitely loving KANGTA’s rendition of &lt;strong&gt;winter wonderland.&lt;/strong&gt; I so like it. I also like Hyun Jin’s rendition of &lt;strong&gt;Have yourself a merry little X-mas.&lt;/strong&gt; It’s been palying on the player for a while. At least my mom appreciates it. She said it’s okay to be played non-stop since it’s in English language. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/37184/2003818291414583031_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/37184/2003818291414583031_rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And then. And then. There’s Henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Henry Lau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m definitely going crazy over this guy. I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;I find him HOT in Don’t Don MV but I’m not crazy over him back then.&lt;br /&gt;I saw vids of him in youtube and dang. That’s when I got crazy over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When he plays it’s so HOT.&lt;/strong&gt; And it’s a whole new story when he dances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. And I have to say I've been really lazy these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on ep 14 on &lt;strong&gt;WHY WHY LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;stuck on it for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;i really didn't like how it became quite corny.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I must say that &lt;strong&gt;YUKAN CLUB&lt;/strong&gt; is good.and i love that show.&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm also stuck with ep 7. I'm going to continue it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bido-sama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is love.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-3182424068644363345?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/3182424068644363345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=3182424068644363345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3182424068644363345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3182424068644363345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-post.html' title='moody.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-8243660015212618585</id><published>2007-12-15T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:04:39.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay I'm totally beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday we went to an orphanage&lt;/strong&gt;. I was getting dizzy over the long trip and I was being the random girl in the car. Saying random things and noticin people's every move. I suddenly blurted out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"This is just the one of the times when you miss having a boyfriend. Someone to lean to or even play your hands with".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And the poor couples in the bus suddenly got embarassed. LOL. Don't blame me. I was stating a truth back there. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We waited for the other year levels on the orphanage. We managed to kill time by playing in the playground. We look really stupid in my opinion. We were running, going to the slides, pushing each other in the swing, doing the stuffs that a KID would too.  I even rode on a small chicken back there. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I didn't care at that moment, I was happy. We were like a bunch of kids that was taken to a playground for the first time&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we started the program, I was nervous. "What if the children doesn't like the gifts? the toys? the food? the games?". Good thing everything turned out great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I won't forget this little girl taht I was feeding. She look adorable. And she looks like a korean. &lt;strong&gt;She practically eats everything that I shoved into her mouth!&lt;/strong&gt; It was cute :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We found out that some of them are brothers and sisters. I was thinking that how come there are parents that would rather left their children in the orphanage rather than to take care of them. It was so sad. The children's laughters and smile is all worth our effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-8243660015212618585?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/8243660015212618585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=8243660015212618585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8243660015212618585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/8243660015212618585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/beat.html' title='BEAT.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-5218985884034745259</id><published>2007-12-11T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:20:34.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK FOR GOOD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You read that right. I'm back for good. After my long hiatus, I decided to re-open my abadoned blogspot account. Because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. I think that I express my feelings here &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;. I really mean it when I said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. My multiply site is invaded with &lt;strong&gt;koreans&lt;/strong&gt;. Sometimes, I even think that I post in multiply just to share infos and pictures about my favorite korean stars. And also to store my &lt;em&gt;gazillion pictures&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. This is where I really started everything out. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My &lt;em&gt;confessions&lt;/em&gt;. My &lt;em&gt;story&lt;/em&gt;. My &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAKERS? PRETENDERS? Oh. Actually they're my &lt;em&gt;so-called&lt;/em&gt; FRIENDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sorry for being a selfish. Instead of telling you the things that I've missed posting, I'm telling you my frustrations, releasing my anger, and bashing my &lt;em&gt;so-called&lt;/em&gt; friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't know how it started. I don't know &lt;em&gt;where&lt;/em&gt;, I don't know &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;and most importantly, I don't know &lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt; it started. It all just happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;Through the years, &lt;em&gt;I believed that I maintained a good relationship with ALL my classmates&lt;/em&gt;. That's why up until now, &lt;strong&gt;I still haven't had a bestfriend.&lt;/strong&gt; I have my close friends but not a bestfriend. I don't actually belong to a &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; group. Fine. I do belong to a special group but the thing is &lt;strong&gt;I could go from one group of friends to another without the feeling of being an outcast.&lt;/strong&gt; It's just me. And that's how things work for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, I really don't want to say anything anymore. I just wish they could tell it all to my face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, they all keep on talking behind my back. I curse them for being so freaking plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basically that's it. I HATE THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-5218985884034745259?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/5218985884034745259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=5218985884034745259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/5218985884034745259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/5218985884034745259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-1604314072094463098</id><published>2007-05-23T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T01:21:36.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EH??!..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--[[turning japanese]]--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say that I'm currently going crazy over&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; japanese stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. From foods to manga. I mean they're all so unique and nice to look at! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything is so kawaii!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I first &lt;em&gt;fell in love with&lt;/em&gt; it when I watched a couple of japanese series and movies. &lt;em&gt;I kinda got the habit of using Japanese words at home and their expression "EH"&lt;/em&gt; [title of my post]. &lt;strong&gt;Now, I'm loving the animes. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--[[my desktop]]--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly keep on changing my desktop theme since the time I learned how to customize them. It's the first desktop theme that lasted for &lt;em&gt;almost 2 weeks already!&lt;/em&gt; It's simple but I never get tired of it! The wallpaper shows a geisha with a bare back. And my player skin shows a skateboard with an anime-like girl on it!&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm totally loving it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/turningjapanese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--[[alice academy]]--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally got my chance to finish it! It was uploaded up to 24 ep only so I have to wait for the last 2 ep. Anyways, I'm quite &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the ending because their Ruka-Mikan-Natsume love story has no development. I just read the manga. Actually the chapter summaries only in English. I know where to get the manga scans but sadly the words are in japanese so I can't understand them. I just first read the summaries and downloaded the scans so I have the clearer picture of what's going on. I learned from the manga that the &lt;strong&gt;anime is actually editing some parts of it.&lt;/strong&gt; Like the &lt;em&gt;kissing scene stuff&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Natsume's sister&lt;/em&gt;.**pout** The season 2 is already out in Japan and it's due to be shown here in about 2008. awh! so sad! =( Anyway some of the scanned pics.. more pics at my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://macie07.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;multiply account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 150px" height="184" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i14.tinypic.com/63uilmq.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="149" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/4q5xogn.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="152" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i17.tinypic.com/63vnbrd.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="148" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/4vhv779.jpg" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--[[death note]]--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a long debate with myself of whether I'll watch this series or not, I finally got the courage to watch it. Courage? YES! Actually, I'm a scaredy-cat. I get scared easily even at those what they called "lame" horror movies. And when I looked at the summary of death note. I saw something about death gods, deaths, killers and stuff like that. But then since everybody is going crazy about it. I decided to watch it. No regrets at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was so worth my time.&lt;strong&gt; I love how the battle between the two genuises unfold&lt;/strong&gt;. All those planned deaths. They're so witty! Currently on Chapter 31 and still waiting for the other chapters to be uploaded. I also finished the two movie adaptation about it. But I must say that the anime is better [although there are some chapters that are boring to death].&lt;strong&gt; I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yagami Light&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;in the anime&lt;/em&gt; but&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;in the movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="154" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i11.tinypic.com/5308ec9.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 139px" height="154" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i12.tinypic.com/4xylonr.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="436" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/4tprxpj.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--[[sushi and yakisoba]]--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't exactly know how it happened. It just happened! I want to eat them more often na kasi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--[[Which Star are You From, Torte Cake, Dino Imperial]]--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They are the things that I could say not related directly to Japanese that I'm loving this month! WHich Star ia a Korean drama starring Kim Rae Won of Attic Cat, My little Bride etc. And the girl, I actually forgot her name. I don't like her kasi. She's the love rival of Kim Sam Soon. I felt that she used the fact that she is sick to get things in her own way. But the story seems nice and I found out that it's really good. I'm currently on Ep 4 and I'm loving it more. Anyways I love how Kim Rae Won dress. &lt;strong&gt;It spells H-O-T.&lt;/strong&gt; Torte Cake, I buy this everyday so actually I'm kinsa getting tired of its very sweet taste so I'm planning to change to squid calamares. Haha. And lastly, Dino Imperial. It's as simply as "What's not to love about him?".♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="268" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i13.tinypic.com/66nkr48.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-1604314072094463098?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/1604314072094463098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=1604314072094463098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/1604314072094463098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/1604314072094463098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/05/eh.html' title='EH??!..'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/63uilmq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-4298723655660290179</id><published>2007-05-09T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:22:18.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--- I'm a barbie girl in a barbie world! ♥ ---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--=credits to&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;Marge♥..&lt;/span&gt; gling sa multiply nia 'to.. i was intrigued on how girly girl I was.. haha..=--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[] You own over 10 bottles of nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a designer purse&lt;br /&gt;[] You own perfume that cost over $60&lt;br /&gt;[x] You had/have fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more hair/body products than you can use&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Your pet is a chihuahua/ Pomeranian/ Yorkshire Terrier/ Siamese/ shih-tzu&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have clothes/shoes/accessories for your pet&lt;br /&gt;[] You have enough clothes to cover an entire refugee camp.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have enough pictures to create your own wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A pink comforter, carpeting, walls or sheets.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;What can I say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;Yep.. I don't own 10 bottles of nail polish.. Only 3.. I've had fake nails when I was like in Grade 5.. My perfume only costs at list $55 only not $60.. I obviously don't like animals.. I have many clothes but not enough for a refugee camp.. haha.. do i look like i own a mall??.. ^_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;[] Spend more time at the mall than you do at home/work&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a hair color that is not your natural color&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have "blonde moments" at least once a day&lt;br /&gt;[x] Buy stuff because it's awesome and then never wear it/use it&lt;br /&gt;[x] Constantly keep your phone at your side&lt;br /&gt;[x] Dance around in your room when nobody else is home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a name for your car&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know what celebrity is dating who and who broke up this week&lt;br /&gt;[] Refuse to go out in public without makeup&lt;br /&gt;[x]refer to be called "princess"&lt;br /&gt;Total so far : 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What can I say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt; I spend more time with my computer!.. haha.. Yep.. sometimes I buy things that I never got a chance to use.. AGAIN.. no chance of being able to use them.. Like now, I still have at list 3 pairs of unused Happy feet sandals.. I dance when nobody is around ♥.. haha.. And lastly, I don't put make-up because I don't know how to use them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU ADORE:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Make up (adore it ya,use it no)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;[x] Chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Disney Movies&lt;br /&gt;[x] Candles&lt;br /&gt;[x] Flowers&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;[x] Purses&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;You guessed it.. I'm a hopeless romantic.. I'm a sucker for simple things like flowers.. chocolates.. happy endings..♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SHOP AT:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Coach&lt;br /&gt;[] Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;[x] Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;[x] Guess&lt;br /&gt;[x ] Claire's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Express&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Delias&lt;br /&gt;[] MAC&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sephora&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bebe&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;I don't usually go to shops indicated above.. My favorite shop though is GAP!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SAY:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Biatch&lt;br /&gt;[x] Whatever&lt;br /&gt;[x] Oh my gosh/god/goodness&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fugly&lt;br /&gt;[x] That's hot&lt;br /&gt;[] Dunzo&lt;br /&gt;[x] Darling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Psh&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Skank&lt;br /&gt;[x] totally&lt;br /&gt;[x] for sure&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;Total So Far: 36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;I'm a self confessed talkaholic.. I talk a lot.. And I adapt my expressions on the chick flicks that I have watched.. that explains why there are so many X marks there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Read:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;[x ] Glamour&lt;br /&gt;[] Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[x] Elle Girl&lt;br /&gt;[x] Teen Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[x] People&lt;br /&gt;[x] Us Weekly&lt;br /&gt;[x] Star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Self&lt;br /&gt;[ ] PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dlisted.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 17online.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] people.com&lt;br /&gt;[x] usmagazine.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popsugar.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ]livejournal.com/community/ohnotheydidnt&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pink Is The New Blog.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cleo&lt;br /&gt;Total So Far : 45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;I definitely love magazines!.. Blame it all on my tita.. before I was contented with candy, seventeen and pink.. but when I stayed at my tita's house during the vacation.. she has like a million magazines!.. well I read Star and weekly on my dentist's office.. he also loves magazines.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen these:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[x] Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[x] Now &amp;amp; Then&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[x] A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Where the Heart is&lt;br /&gt;[x] Just my luck&lt;br /&gt;[x] John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Centerstage&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bring it On&lt;br /&gt;[x] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mona Lisa Smile&lt;br /&gt;[x] My Girl&lt;br /&gt;Total : 56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;Movie buff!.. period!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you Addicted to...&lt;br /&gt;[ ] LOST&lt;br /&gt;[x] America's&lt;br /&gt;Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[x] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8th &amp;amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sex &amp;amp; the City&lt;br /&gt;[x] Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;[x] The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laguna Beach/The Hills&lt;br /&gt;[] Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL So Far: 65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;What I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;I'm not exactly addicted to that shows.. I just love watching them.. I learn so much more from these shows.. worth my every minute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MULTIPLY UR ANSWER BY 2 YOUR___% BARBIE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-- 135%!..true blue Barbie girl! -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-4298723655660290179?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/4298723655660290179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=4298723655660290179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/4298723655660290179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/4298723655660290179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-barbie-girl-in-barbie-world.html' title='--- I&apos;m a barbie girl in a barbie world! ♥ ---'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-3269660108634999592</id><published>2007-04-21T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:18:32.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER NA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;-- Batangas --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I spent my vacation mostly here. My Ninang just got back and asked my family to stay there for about 3 weeks. Right after the recognition on March 31, we headed home and packed for our things. We finished packing around 1:30 in the morning then we headed to Batangas because we'll be having a swimming at Los Baños and we need to meet up with our relatives. We got there at around 4 am in the morning. I slept for couple of hours while my mom and dad just helped in the preparations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;-- Los Baños --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;First swimming.&amp;nbsp;Private pool not beach but s'okay. They have awesome slides! And huzzah for 5 bathrooms! I didn't need to line up long to have my turn. We have a larrrgggeee family I tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;-- Laiya --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; Our forever favorite gateway! Aquatico baby! Yeah, a bit expensive but it's all worth it. I wanna go kayaking again. And well, snorkeling too! Awesome, awesome week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;-- Tagaytay-slash- Greenbelt --&lt;/span&gt; Went to Tagaytay today because of cousins' impulsiveness. We just went there to enjoy the view and well for my cousins' to have their dose of freaking Starbucks! Shizzzuuusss. And well what do you know, I slept&amp;nbsp;for a while and when I wake up we're&amp;nbsp;on Greenbelt. Being the only minor on the group, I have no say whatsoever. But yeah! Shopping! It energized me a bit though felt a little bad for my credit card. Mommy, it's an urgent matter. It's considered an emergency right? :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;**..what I'm totally loving this summer..**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;crunchyroll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-- Free streaming baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;corn-flavored ice cream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-- My weird craving for a corn ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;halu-halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; -- Razons is nowhere in sight so we always call Chowking! Yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;billiards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; -- I tried and failed. But yes, I still love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; -- Tried doing some hoops just because I'm here in Batangas and my Lola's place happens to have a mini-court near the garage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;Oguri Shun, Matsumo Jun, Vanness Wu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-- aka MY BOYS OF SUMMER &amp;lt;33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="109" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/vanness-wu.gif" style="height: 104px; width: 156px;" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" height="104" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/Van_Wu4.jpg" style="height: 104px; width: 150px;" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanness Wu of Peach Girl and Star Runner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/shun04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/71411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00cccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oguri Shun as Hanazawa Rui in Hana yori dango&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/swseventeen0504018jb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s283/bear0273/MatsuJun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jun Matsumo as Domyouji Tsukasa in Hana Yori Dango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-3269660108634999592?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/3269660108634999592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=3269660108634999592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3269660108634999592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/3269660108634999592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2007/04/summer-na.html' title='SUMMER NA!'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-116524377597195148</id><published>2006-12-04T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:06:58.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAM!..</title><content type='html'>MAM – Musical Adaptation of a Movie was a blast. We didn’t win but our efforts were appreciated. We composed our own songs, mind you. But oh well, that’s life. 4th year won, they deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t supposed to perform because I twisted my ankle in Paula’s house. But the show must go on. So I still preformed semi-limping. People said it was okay and I looked cute. I think they’re being sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;But they say it was my clothes. I should look like a Jew but I looked like a PCD member Jew style. Okay that was so WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won in the short story writing! Can you believe it? The story that I was telling before. I was really shocked. A first year just told me that Sir Navarro is looking for me and I need to go to the AVR. I didn’t know, I was about to receive the award. HOHOHO :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-116524377597195148?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/116524377597195148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=116524377597195148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116524377597195148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116524377597195148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/12/mam.html' title='MAM!..'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-116437760735148456</id><published>2006-11-24T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:05:49.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship.</title><content type='html'>I feel that a part of my friends is changing. Slowly changing. There's somewhat an invisible wall that’s between us. They’ve become mean and irresponsible. I feel bad for leaving them behind. But that’s how it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-116437760735148456?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/116437760735148456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=116437760735148456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116437760735148456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116437760735148456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/11/friendship.html' title='friendship.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-116376172421533876</id><published>2006-11-17T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:05:20.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>week.</title><content type='html'>My week was oh-kay. Here are the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I won in the press con. 2nd place. Baby!&lt;br /&gt;2. We&amp;nbsp;are being&amp;nbsp;scolded by the teachers everyday. It’s the Neon-Helium combined curse.&lt;br /&gt;3. Scored hella bad in my Math test. Goodbye Cal Sci.&lt;br /&gt;4. Our new teacher in Stat made quite an impression to us. Bad that is.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love E-aji na.&lt;br /&gt;6. I texted a close friend after quite a long time. I felt guilty not replying to him when he was wasting his load on me.&lt;br /&gt;7. Devil wears Prada is love. Nice clothes.&lt;br /&gt;8. Figures of speech loco.&lt;br /&gt;9. Watched Schindler’s list. It was sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-116376172421533876?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/116376172421533876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=116376172421533876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116376172421533876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116376172421533876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-much-for-my-week.html' title='week.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-116316112905672803</id><published>2006-11-10T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:04:03.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disaster</title><content type='html'>One of the craziest day evarr. I just found out that I was included in the short story writing. All the year levels were prepared about what to write. The theme and all. I was informed on the spot. Thanks, classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know what to write. So I just wrote a love story. The title is Beautiful disaster. The story of a girl who is blind and a boy who is a cancer patient that fell in love w/ each other. The boy always visits the girl and the first time the girl visited the boy’s house is also the last day of the boy’s life. That’s sad. I’m emo like that yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-116316112905672803?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/116316112905672803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=116316112905672803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116316112905672803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116316112905672803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-whole-dey.html' title='disaster'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-116237957528106502</id><published>2006-11-01T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:46:51.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I missed my bloggie. So many things happened. The last was the cultural night. Thank you Arci, Paula, Ran and Phen. Thank you for barging into his house and bringing him. He looks half confused and half nervous. I can’t say that I did or didn’t enjoy it. There was no exchange of words between us. We just sat there side by side and occasionally glancing at each other. That was it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized a lot of things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- GET REAL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Don't LIE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- The hardest thing to do is to pretend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- To be happy you should not do what you like but like what you do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Chances come and go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-  Never give up on the things that makes you smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Villains are always included in a story&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- BE YOURSELF!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-116237957528106502?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/116237957528106502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=116237957528106502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116237957528106502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/116237957528106502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-learned-dat.html' title='learn.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-115543926994948382</id><published>2006-08-12T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:03:08.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hayyyy.</title><content type='html'>Two months is enough for me to realize my stupidity and move on. Thank you friends for coping up with me. Maybe it’s not yet time. As simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As regards to my acads, we feel pressured. Our whole batch. We felt isolated. But we don’t need people’s pity. We can stand on our own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-115543926994948382?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/115543926994948382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=115543926994948382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115543926994948382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115543926994948382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/08/hayyy.html' title='hayyyy.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-115106557775283154</id><published>2006-06-23T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:31:39.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>demure? NOT.</title><content type='html'>Shucks, I’m so stupid. I cannot believe this. Curse my pa-demure effect and my stupid assumptions. Your sister’s words still rings in my head, you know that? It sucks that we have different schools. I miss you as much as you miss me. Memories will continue to hunt me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-115106557775283154?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/115106557775283154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=115106557775283154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115106557775283154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115106557775283154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/06/pa-demure-effect-sucks.html' title='demure? NOT.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-115098653439771303</id><published>2006-06-22T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:28:08.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed emotions.</title><content type='html'>Fine I admit, I’m irritated. You didn’t come today. I saw this coming. I wasted my chance yesterday. I feel mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;, I realized that you really wanted to talk to me after all.  I thought that our friends just dragged you upstairs to talk to me. Heck, drag? That’s on the third floor. Dragging you up there would be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula: Drag? Ano ka ba. Free will yun no. Tapos nahiya nung nasa taas na.&lt;br /&gt;Macie: Duh! Baka si timer lang hinahanap nun no.&lt;br /&gt;Paula: Duh! Alam niya kaya na wala si Timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;em&gt;remorseful&lt;/em&gt;.  I wasted an opportunity. My head was really on with the “dragging thing”. And you kind of look like you’re avoiding me when you were there. You and your shyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I feel &lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt;. You will be going tomorrow. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Ayan na, nag-usap na ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Hindi nga eh. Promise talaga, next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly &lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt;. Sad because your first love is celebrating her birthday on Saturday. Will you go tomorrow to give her a gift or talk to me? Oh yes, I’m jealous. I know she’s the semi- third party. Not really but whatever. You know, I think it’s stupid. Everything is. My pride, your pride and just the whole fiasco. I'm sorry that I wasn't really able to make you feel speacial. I'm always going to be the cold-hearted girlfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-115098653439771303?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/115098653439771303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=115098653439771303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115098653439771303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115098653439771303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/06/mixed-emotions.html' title='mixed emotions.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-115090382326687228</id><published>2006-06-21T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:01:09.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did I blew it off?</title><content type='html'>I blew it for the second time. Metric was there. I got the feeling that he wanted to talk to me but I gave him the attitude. I greeted him and my friends said that my tone was more of sarcastic (in front of him!). My friends were setting us up, all I have to do is go talk to him and end things the better way. But I was being bitchy and said that there’s no need to talk over things, we’re okay.&amp;nbsp;He just said that you’ll come back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Tama na yan. Babalik pa naman ako bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lucky me. I find it sweet that he still looks at me like that. You thought I didn’t see right? You asked Maroe to teach you the new song but we kept glancing at each other (and yes I admit, I was too) that you didn’t even understand what Maroe was saying. Maroe ended up talking to himself. Sorry Maroe! The sad part is you still have the same effect on me. The glancing thing makes my heart melt. You look super cute when you do that. GAH :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-115090382326687228?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/115090382326687228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=115090382326687228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115090382326687228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/115090382326687228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/06/y-did-i-blow-it-off.html' title='Why did I blew it off?'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-114942036278205934</id><published>2006-06-04T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T01:59:41.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not sad.</title><content type='html'>I’m not broken hearted, I’m happy. My previous post was to release my anger? Frustrations? Regrets? I honestly don’t know. I don’t know what exactly it is&amp;nbsp;but it’s not sadness. I’m happy now. Everything’s not perfect but it’s where it should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-114942036278205934?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/114942036278205934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=114942036278205934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/114942036278205934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/114942036278205934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-happy-to-be-sad.html' title='not sad.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-114933771125063816</id><published>2006-06-03T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:02:55.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my unsent message.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I feel guilty for not calling, for not visiting, for not talking, for not even letting you feel that i exist on your special day. You may not be able to read this but at least by writing this I’m able to express my regrets. I know that it’s my fault. I acted like it’s an ordinary day but the truth is I was super anticipating that day. But you know what? Maybe I just didn't have the guts to face you. I don't wanna embarass myself or you. I just wanted this to be like this. I may not be able to choose the perfect words but I just want you to know na I really regret it. You may not believe it but that's the truth. Naman oh! kaw kasi eh, asar ka. You wanna know why I didn't come? Because I don't want to hear it from any of your friends. I want it to hear from you. Naman eh! Napakainsensitive mo! Hindi mo pa inapprove ung testi ko! Ewan ko sayo. I just want you to know na I'm happy basta happy. Hope you’re happy too. Take care. God bless.  I still do. I kept my promise. And if you’re stupid enough to forget it, it’s not my fault. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-114933771125063816?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/114933771125063816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=114933771125063816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/114933771125063816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/114933771125063816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-unsent-message.html' title='my unsent message.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-114786069905718895</id><published>2006-05-17T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T01:58:14.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senti moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why can't you have everything that you've always wanted? I've always wanted a happy ending pero I think I will never have one na or maybe matatagalan pa. Why is it na minsan kahit super namimisss mo yung person, pag andyan na siya, wala na. Nagkakahiyaan na. Parang natiis mo pa siya kaysa isantabi ung pride mo. Then pag wala na saka mo lang marearealize na sayang yung chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ang ganda ng burn ni usher. Really love is complicated. Ayaw mong magkahiwalay kayo kaya lang you just have to let go..." &lt;em&gt;i know this is something i gotta do.. but that don't mean i want to.. what i'm trying to say is that i-love-you.. i just i feel like this is coming to an end.. and its better for me to let it go now than hold on and hurt you.. i gotta let it burn&lt;/em&gt; ".. I super love that line. It doesn't mean na you no longer love the person. You just feel na it will not work out anymore between you two so you just let go than continue to hurt each other. And if you're truly meant to be, love will be the one who'll find the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-114786069905718895?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/114786069905718895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26485491&amp;postID=114786069905718895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/114786069905718895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26485491/posts/default/114786069905718895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/2006/05/senti-moments.html' title='Senti moments.'/><author><name>Macie cHAVEZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876338562526887087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yup5MPP-EyA/SxZ6ZHp4zII/AAAAAAAAALs/h7JIhVlYvhs/S220/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26485491.post-114560730638080049</id><published>2006-04-21T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:49:00.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're not the one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I never know what the future brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I know you are here with me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to run away but I can't take it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't know why you're so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I pray in you're the one I build my home with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't want to run away but I can't take it,I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And know my heart is by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don't want to run away but I can't take it,I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26485491-114560730638080049?l=macie07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macie07.blogspot.com/feeds/114560730638080049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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