<?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-4149617274558882208</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:02:18.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see through the stars.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-4074917519990948408</id><published>2010-05-28T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T03:10:32.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead. yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;ot de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;ad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Oh haii thar! How are you? Me, I'm good. I'm all good. And gaaawsh, it's been like 10 years eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;since I haven't posted any single word here. loljk, It was just 3 months. I miss blogging. srsly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I mean, Facebook, Tumblr, Plurk, Formspring, Youtube, Fanfiction.net, Multiply, Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Messenger, Gliter-graphics, Clubpenguin and Gaiaonline are fun and Friendster still has my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;photos and old comments but not one of them can beat you! and by you I mean you, blogspot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;This is like, really a place to let myself out. Yeah, I'm open my thoughts to other people, but here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;it's different. I like really tell you what I really feel. Or just say random things. Lame or Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;whatever. But I think no one ever views my blogspot anymore. which sucks `cause I'm going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;be active here again. Now I'm going to promote this site again. and again. and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Hold on a sec, I gotta pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Ahhh. I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;So uhmm... I was busted again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;I accidentally broke my sister's--what do you call that--a glass thingy. I was putting back the stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;she threw on the ground because she was desperately looking for something. After she found it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;she kind of calmed down, fixed herself then left because she had an appointment.So as I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;saying, I was putting them back into the cabinet again for the sake of "having consideration" and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;her. So I pushed back that glass thingy because it's nearly on the edge of the cabinet and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;snuck her organizer notebook in and got her other things on the floor then whaddya know? That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;THING&lt;/i&gt; rolled, fell then &lt;b&gt;BROKE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;I was like "Oh Shh---------t!" [I don't curse, I just accidentally said that because I was startled and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;shocked.] Then I got the sweeper and swept it away, put the broken pieces in a plastic bag and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;left it on the door. JJust in case my sister wants to see it and scold me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;O Lord, please help me tell her that it was just an accident&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt; that I made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;well, that's got to be all. oh yeah, I'm going to be a freshman this school year. YATTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Sincerely, Your Dudette,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Sofia.&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/4149617274558882208-4074917519990948408?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/4074917519990948408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-dead-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/4074917519990948408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/4074917519990948408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-dead-yet.html' title='I&apos;m not dead. yet.'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-2528828793632711546</id><published>2010-02-12T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:03:38.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I'm Back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yea, `am back. back from the lazy-to-post-at-her-blog Sofia. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Just want to share something here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8" src="http://campaign.verbatim.jp/senshuken/db/gadget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; putvchamp(7508110,0); &lt;/script&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my fight in Verbatim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If you want to play too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;click this link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verbatim.jp/senshuken/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;http://www.verbatim.jp/senshuken/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ahh yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;UPDATES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Monthly Tests are done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And guess what? I got a perfect score in Grammar and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the highest score in Reading. oyeaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(For other schools, these two subjects are just divisions of the original subject English)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We have to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;practices for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;JOY Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, I'm still panning to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;change schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; tho. :l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My mother told me there's a way if I really want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She just can't help me because she's too busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;same as for my father (&lt;i&gt;who still wants me to study at my current school&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and my big sister who is currently busy with her college thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She's going to graduate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/97o1m1.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Oh look. A picture of me when I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-2528828793632711546?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/2528828793632711546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2528828793632711546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2528828793632711546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/97o1m1_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-6661953325903153789</id><published>2009-11-29T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:23:33.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Thrilling Thirteen of Teens!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FR_xbeq8zjw/SyjtN9-MdWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s7Ea6TcuoC4/s320/page.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415839376142529890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Teenager. Ah, yes. A stage where a person must leave its childhood and enter the world of teens at the strike of midnight in his, of course, birthday. This November Twenty-four, twenii-oh-nine twelve midnight, I first took my first step to the world of youngsters. If Neil Armstrong can take his first step on the moon then I can too! only, it's not on the moon. Though I would like to take my first step there, someday. But whatever, that's not the main idea here. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So Yeah, I forgot to post about my birthday. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just didn't had enough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So I'll just summarize what happened then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;School was fun. Everybody greeted me a 'happy birthday,' Once I stepped through the hallway that leads to our classroom, one friend of mine shouted a 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOFIA!!!!!' right on my face then follows another then another one until another also came. I took a long time in the hallways because of their never ending greeting. '^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nothing changed when I stepped in my classroom. I met faces with smiles plastered on theirs, Voices that never shut up, and hands that were always held up high to signal me that they would hug me and then greet me a happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh my gosh, Imma losin` mah vocabulary. o__o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Maybe because I always sleep late at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yeah, like that has something to do with my language. 8|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So anyway, like normal birthday celebrators receives, I received gifts from my friends and of course, my family. Speaking of, my family, especially my mom and my big sister, really couldn't believe that I am thirteen. THIRTEEN! "A lady already," they said with sniffing sounds. Oh c'mon, nothing changed when I turned thirteen, right? Or has there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So that's my post about my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't have anything else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh wait! My other bestfriend came to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We had fun. lotsa fun. ^ ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So anyway, as I was saying, I don't have anything else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And yeah, goodbye. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-6661953325903153789?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/6661953325903153789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/11/thrilling-thirteen-of-teens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/6661953325903153789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/6661953325903153789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/11/thrilling-thirteen-of-teens.html' title=''/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FR_xbeq8zjw/SyjtN9-MdWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s7Ea6TcuoC4/s72-c/page.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-7225591194388871774</id><published>2009-10-30T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:32:10.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last day of BC&lt;/u&gt;. Classes &lt;strong&gt;SUSPENDED&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/aokexj.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of the bible conference. No classes. what a bummer! I was looking forward for this very last day yet it was announced in the TV awhile ago that classes were suspended from pre-elem. to high school in some places of the Philippines including region 4A where we live because of the typhoon, Santi, was raised to signal no. 2. And surely, all of us were disappointed. Last day of the Bible Conference, last time you're going to see your classmates, last time to talk to them, laugh with them, last day where you get to hear the winners of the games played during the BC. Last day to be with your BC groupmates. And furr those who are inlove, the last day to ever be mesmerized by your crush&lt;em&gt; or&lt;/em&gt; crushes (if ever you have one) or if you have your own BF's and GF's (not to mention having them in an early age...) you'll miss `em a lot even though the semestral break is only for &lt;u&gt;one week&lt;/u&gt; and we get to see everyone almost everyday. And the last day of being authorized by teachers from their commandments we can't follow and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAMM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's a one-week rest for all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Suffering from Our Classmates' Absence of Presence!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nah, just kid`. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;APIE SEMESTRAL BREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/4149617274558882208-7225591194388871774?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/7225591194388871774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-of-bc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/7225591194388871774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/7225591194388871774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-of-bc.html' title=''/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/aokexj_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-1747288746148208795</id><published>2009-10-20T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:15:44.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hello World&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello fellow earthlings who live &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; your mother called Earth that I forgot to visit and tell my fascinating stories. again. I.AM.BACK. woohoo! and Yes, yes, i know you've missed &lt;em&gt;mee..&lt;/em&gt;mmmy posts. xD&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; :D&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;hahah, I really love my backgruond music! x) Doesn't it just rock your socks off? (me: more like rocking a baby to sleep. -.-) so, I've been busy these days--the reason why i didn't update this thing--because of the usual, school works and practices for our upcoming concert in our church. yes, concert. and yes, church. :)&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;since I don't know what to post here, I'll just tell you what I did this day. Prepare your eyes to be bored from reading, unless you really like my post and thinks that it's so cool.&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;Friday. Last day to punish myself from all my wrongdoings. school. What have I done to you, Oh world, to do such a thing to me like this? I never threw anything on you, did I? oh wait. I did. When I threw a candy wrapper on the floor. but that's because there were no trashcans there! and that was only once! atleast, that's what I remember. So I woke up early in the morning, and it was all because of my alarm clock with the ringtone "Rooster Remix" (which is a pretty cool ringtone. too bad you won't be able to hear it. ): ). As usual, I didn't get up. and sometimes when I think of that, why do people set up alarm clocks if they don't even get up when it alarmed? I mean, they only get up because they want to turn off that freakin` alarm, and after that, they'd go to bed again. Hahah. funneh people.&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;So anyway, moving on with that getting-up part, I got up. And to my surprise, I got up early. around 6am I think. I usually wake up 6:30 or even 6:50am and hurry again because I slept late last night. our school classes begins 7:30am starting with the first period, RHGP. or sometimes, homeroom. whatever our adviser likes. So I groomed myself and hurried to the car after petting Xy (~Saaii), short for xylophone, because he (or she) always meow during nights. (even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though he doesn't do it anymore.) He's a cat by the way. a kitten rather. '^^ then I went to school. (by the way, Xy's eyes rocks! here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/ngdn2a.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the chamber of horrors, I felt nervous. I always feel nervous. Dunnoe why. As usual, Classes started, dance practices being danced during breaks or free time but ends up not completing any single step, eating, moving, breathing, making noises, being scolded by the teacher for doing, then noises stop for minutes and Carbon Dioxide fills the air again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Practice for the field demo. I wasn't in the mood. ofcourse, who would be NOT in the mood for being the only person different in the group of other people who are...the..same? I wasn't quite happy about it. Nope, not one bit. Well, I was kind of because I still have my friends there. Last year's micans to be particular. I was happy, but not as happy as other malachians being together in one group. While practice, I just stared at them then my train of thoughts came chooing down the trails. I couldn't help but to ride in. The train stopped at a station called I-don't-wann-to-mention section then I woke up to reality and realized I was in the wrong station. Wrong station indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no offense guys, &lt;em&gt;masaya parin aq sainyu. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After classes, we went near the hele room to practice for the teacher's day. Our song is "Sugar" by Flo Rida ft. Wynter. I made most of the steps together with Jessa's idea about the bridge (I like that part. :) Well, not that I'm boasting or anything, I just want to share it. When we were practicing the 1st verse, one girl butted in her way through the boys and took her position which WAS NOT her position just to be beside her BEST FRIEND (yes, BESTFRIEND), causing the cool flow of the dance to ruin. Because of her action, she was angered by many. srsly, she was. And when she did that awful mistake, she laughed! just why the heck would she laugh when all of us were seriously serious?! seriously, I'd like to see her be embarrassed infront of the class. Iw as really pissed off. Geez louise. 8-l &lt;em&gt;SARAP UPAKAN EH. matamaan ang matamaan aa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;by the way, she's not the only one who was burned by my boiling point of water, there was this OTHER girl too. &lt;em&gt;Napaka-feeling nea.&lt;/em&gt; I mean, yeah, they (she and our boy classmate) are friends but they're not close. she feels like they're best friends already, and she feels like she's one of HIS special friends. PFFT, as if you're going to be anyone's special friend. They don't even have history with each other! they were JUST classmates. and it will stay that way. I swear, they will never become close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but that's not the end of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-1747288746148208795?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/1747288746148208795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1747288746148208795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1747288746148208795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/ngdn2a_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-4163334722268719416</id><published>2009-09-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T05:01:27.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 times a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 TIMES A DAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok. First of all, thank you, Remi, for insipiring me to write a post about what has happened to my uninteresting interesting life lately. Thank you for your wonderful vocabularies that urged me to do this freakin` thang. To be honest, I really don't want to write a post until I saw your blog. It made me realize to improve my own vocabulary and write nonsense things and random topics other people enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Starting with the headline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Horrible week: flooded 3 times a day.&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;We were actually flooded 4 times this week. What a sheer record for my Book of Sofia's Random Records. Usually, when we are flooded, it happens only once every four years (my big sis. noticed the years). But now it became for like 4 times! Wednesday afternoon when I came home half-happy and half-annoyed by my friends in the school service. They were teasing me about this guy whom I will not mention his name because when they read this... oh boy, they're never gonna stop babbling their puny little mouths and tell their teases over and over again.&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;Angel, My sister (nice name huh.), went outside and met me by the gate enthusiastically jumping while saying this, "Something happened! something happened!" I don't know if she was trying to tell me good news or bad news.&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;Well.... It was both.&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;What do you want? Bad news or good news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you want the bad news first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so let me start with the GOOD NEWS.&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;Good News: Uncle August (my mom's friend), bought my sister a PSP. and yes, we don't have one until he bought it. :) We never asked for it though, or did we? Hmm.. who knows? I really loved it though. Now, I can lessen my addictness to this computer. SPEAKING OF PSP! I forgot to pull of the charger! Wait... I need to go to our room. '^^&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;Nevermind. '^^ my sister was too kind to do it for me. 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;Bad News: As I enter the house of my beloved family, I caught the floor wet and &lt;em&gt;Ate &lt;/em&gt;Lyn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wiping it with an old rug... or cloth. I became worried, of course. She was all alone in the house when the flood pushed its way into our house. And it was rapidly running fast! plus, the level was high. So you'd really panic to the highest level if you were in her shoes. I saw her, already tired from what she was doing. She was working hard... but enough about that. that's not the main idea around here. xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok, OFF TOPIC! omgomgomg! I can hear the kitten's MEOW-ness outside! I wanna get it and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pet it! D: But I can't! Its mother might kill meh. lol. XD I'm sure glad they came back. ^w^ all with the other kittens. :D ok, back to what we were talking about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;September 26, morning. or was it afternoon? yeah, It was afternoon. WAIIIT! It was morning! 11:00am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;We were already removing the things placed on the ground for them not to be wet by the water. Then when it was... I think 12:45pm. The flood rose and started to rush upon our cemented rock-built building where our family dwells. It didn't get into our house..well it did... but not that much. It was like a spilled gallon of water running on the floor. It wasn't that much so no need to worry. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I went outside to see the roads being filled and covered with the flood the rain had brought. it was pretty high yet it was fun to step on. It was like a big puddle of water! Oh wait. It is. I walked towards the river close to our house. We all watched as the men i our neighborhood figure out a way to drain the flood. The women their kept chattering about the flood and the rivers and the garbage being thrown there (when they themselves do those.) Listening to their stupid stories is just a waste of time and a boring one too. So I decided to get close to the river. but not too close. About 5 meters away? It was dangerous. I might fall in and be driven away. So the men (including my dad) finally figured out a way to drain the flood. They tried to open the gate which leads to the river. The river is located waayyy down over there. It generally is a dam and has a tall wall of bricks blocking the view and preventing people to fall. and eventually get lost then die. Wow. I sound like I'm so compatible with death. well, I'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;. they kept pushing and pushing AND PUSHING the gate away fromt their body, doing it with all their might until they finally accomplished their mission. All cheered, "HOORAYY!!" And I witnessed the water rushing towards the gate And some areas have holes so I was like seeing mini whirlpools! It was fun to watch nature do its natural thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Show's done. all went home to find the floors with left small watter puddles still stuck there. It didn't reach the rooms so we were gladly blessed we don't have to clean the floors again. e let the floor dry on its own then we returned to our usual routine. I, using the computer. My big sis. watching tv turning to the "ETC" channel. or was it Velvet? My lil. sis. using her PSP, Ate Lyn doing the chores, and my father... still outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The second flood came right after the first flood did. (Ok, I'm just gonna make this fast `cuz I wanna move on to my other post.) The second flood was dirty, well, it was color brown. The 3rd was worse than than the other two. It was a knee-high flood!but it's ok. nothing bad happened anyway. THANK GOD! ^w^ All is well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But that's not the end of it...&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/4149617274558882208-4163334722268719416?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/4163334722268719416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-times-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/4163334722268719416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/4163334722268719416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-times-day.html' title='3 times a day...'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-4460661561536732278</id><published>2009-09-06T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T05:19:55.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like A THIEF IN THE NIGHT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;like A THIEF IN THE NIGHT...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tile is...LITERAL. and yes, we were robbed. AGAIN! actually, it wasn't a night, it as a day already. only difference is, it was dark. well, except for the light the I TRUNED ON! Dx 3:24 (or was is 3:48) AM, when I woke up. I saw the chair that was tucked into the study table was already not in its place and the cap that was hung on it was already on the ground AND- the laptop that was placed on that chair was MISSING! :O i thought dad took it, but if he did, then hwy would he leave the things scattered on the floor? Why would he leave the chair as if it was kicked or messed up by a crazy maniac? Was he in a hurry? For sure he wasn't, because no one's running after him. Whatever is the reason, I just shrugged my shoulders and went back to sleep (I WAS FREAKIN` TIRED!) but at that moment, i couldn't sleep. and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ate Lyn woke up first thing in the morning. She went tot he kitchen which was outside near the garage to cook breakfast. But first she swept the scattered leaves on our frontyard. While she was doing it she saw a plier laying on a flat rock hidden on one of the pots of the plants. Weird, ain't it? A plier doesn't belong to the plant, it belongs.......to where it belongs! Then when Ate Lyn took some clothes (or was it towels) out to hang them, she was surprised not to see the wire that we use dto hang clothes. "Just where did it freakin` go?!" you ask. well, just continue on reading. Ate Lyn searched more and more, she saw the wire was cute and the remaining was tied around our papaya tree. So that was where the plier was used and the wired went. but for what? and who did it? ofcourse it wasn't dad. Even though he always use his tools there's no reason for him to cut and tie it. Then when ate Lyn further investigate what the heck is going on, she stopped on the left side of our yard and saw these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="bear.png" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/10/2357442/bear.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped underwear (black) that the thief used to tie for the "sungkit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="clothesripped.png" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/10/2357442/clothesripped.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="footprints.png" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/10/2357442/footprints.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEH SCREEN! (POV outside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="screen.png" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/10/2357442/screen.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEH SCREEN! again. (POV inside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="screen2.png" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/10/2357442/screen2.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st Suspect: NEIGHBOR (left side)&lt;br /&gt;VERY CLEVER. but NOT clever enough.&lt;br /&gt;The reason we didn't wake up when the incident happened was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I turned on the lights.&lt;br /&gt;2) I turned the Radio on.&lt;br /&gt;3) We slept late.&lt;br /&gt;4) We were all tired and weary.&lt;br /&gt;5) It was raining (which means it is VERY COMFORTABLE to sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can get the laptop back.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe replaced with a better one. :)&lt;br /&gt;I know that God has a plan for us&lt;br /&gt;and a reason why he let this happen.&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS IN CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-4460661561536732278?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/4460661561536732278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-thief-in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/4460661561536732278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/4460661561536732278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-thief-in-night.html' title='like A THIEF IN THE NIGHT.'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-2962408201816308592</id><published>2009-08-29T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:19:48.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGUST~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 1&lt;/strong&gt;: BYE-BEE CORY AQUINO. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 5&lt;/strong&gt;: "THE MAHIWAGANG BUROL" :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 6&lt;/strong&gt;: Kimmie's birthday! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 16&lt;/strong&gt;: Family Reunion (Papa-san's side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 17&lt;/strong&gt;: We celebrated our "BUWAN NG WIKA" this day by wearing philippine clothes like filipiñana, barong tagalog and others. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 18-20&lt;/strong&gt;: We just had our "UTAKK PAMPASABOG" test. ~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="forum_comment_name" href="http://glitter-graphics.com/users/Å¡Ñ‚Î±ÑgÎ±zÎµÑ."&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;šтαяgαzεя.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUGUST 24&lt;/strong&gt;! nothing special happened. just want to mention teh date. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 28&lt;/strong&gt;: We had our Leadership Training (and boy, chillin` with the 5th graders rocks!) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;WRAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 26&lt;/strong&gt;: HAH! no classes because of NAT. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 29&lt;/strong&gt;: heks. I know a lot of people who celebrates their birthday on this date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;let's name them, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alexander Espiritu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alexandra Casteltort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mack Andrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ate Racquel San Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 31&lt;/strong&gt;: No classes becuase of NAtional Heroes' Day. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, that's what I can recall so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless~ ^ ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sneak peak: what's the next post about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered my dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was VERY weird. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has something to do with....blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-2962408201816308592?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/2962408201816308592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/08/august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2962408201816308592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2962408201816308592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/08/august.html' title='AUGUST~'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-6266227378455450901</id><published>2009-07-31T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:41:07.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh, why? -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I really not meant to dance?!&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;I was about to leave our house when I heard an unwanted news in my ears: "We're going to have a reunion tomorrow and we will leave by 5:30 in the morning. Supposedly, we are going to leave today, but for some reasons, we're not. I was like, "WTH?! Why didn't you tell me before? Why do you have to tell me at this moment of my jumping joy of happiness?" Oh gosh. Of all the dates to pick why did you pick this day? Well, I couldn't blame them. they weren't the one who planned this thing. Now I can't dance &lt;em&gt;AGAIN&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow. T____T&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;Moving on (i dunn wanna talk the one i just talked about anymore.), I'm already reviewing my subjects for our first ever periodical test this school year. It isn't that pretty hard though. You just have to give your best so that you won't have any regrets at the end. Hmm.. what to say?&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;Oh yeah, I and my closest friends had a fight. It was a fight against someone in our group (no need to mention names). I know I know, the reason ain't a big deal but it is for us. I mean, wouldn't you be angry at your BEST FRIEND when you know your BEST friend already has a callsign with your OTHER close friends? wouldn't you be mad when you feel that he's NOT trusting you anymore? when he's not telling you his secrets instead he tells others TO think that you two are.. &lt;em&gt;so-called&lt;/em&gt; "BEST FRIENDS?!" Silly, of course you will if ever that happens.. to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not angry anymore though. It's cool now. We understand each other. but I HOPE he'll learn HIS lesson about OUR problem. If he doesn't, I don't know what to do with him anymore. 8&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;ok guys, I have to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really need to finish reviewing this thing.&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;Currently reviewing&lt;/strong&gt;: Hele-6, Lesson 5 (August 15, `09 - Tuesday - 05:51pm)&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/4149617274558882208-6266227378455450901?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/6266227378455450901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-oh-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/6266227378455450901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/6266227378455450901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh, why? -_-'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-1297706193457575001</id><published>2009-07-20T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:34:14.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O-M-Gee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img height="117" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/481/481580lys5o6fr6c.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I realleh dunnoe what to post here. It's just that I haven't updated my posts yet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and now I feel like I wanna make books about what's currently happening to my life now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, first of all, let's start... in school.&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;AND LIKE OMG! Influenza A(H1N1) &lt;em&gt;grabee hindi nalang SWINE FLU eh... &lt;/em&gt;has finally entered the building! SERIOUSLY! o____o It was first announce last July 20, 2009. A girl named, I dunno,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Princess Khim-something? was suspected to have the &lt;em&gt;SWINE FLU&lt;/em&gt; disease, and no that she was sent home, or maybe to the hospital, it was already confirmed that she has Influenza A(H1N1) &lt;em&gt;Nakoo, SWINE FLU nalang!&lt;/em&gt; VIRUS. o____O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and now, MOVING ON to PROJECTS and ASSIGNMENTS. w&lt;em&gt;ait lang, magtatagalog na ako ha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GRABEE! NAKAKAASAR SUPER!!! imbis na.. medyo unti nlang ung projects namin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nadagdagan pa. UMIGASH! I can't take it anymore! Halos lahat ng subject meron kaming assign. at project. : nakaka-grr!&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;at ngayon mag PERSONALAN tau. Let's talk PERSONAL (OHA! kakanosebleed, san ka pa?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL. sorry, nagkahawaan kami ni cleesh ko (si dowen.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, ahm, well, minsan nakakaasar na kapag may mga FRIED CHICKEN dyan na feeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;close kay *toot*. hindi sa pagiging OVERPROTECTIVE ko, it's just that (YES NAMAN!) , naiirita lang ako pag naguusap kami bigla nalang susulpot mga ibang tao dyan tapos kami pa yung sasabihan na kami ang FEELING CLOSE dyan... *coughs*&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;nakakatuwa kanina... "HI ERVIN! :D" ":l" "(;l" xDD ROFLOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tapos aun, ang sarap asarin sina Ms. TOOT kay Sir TOOOT at si Sir TOOT kina Ms. TOOT at kay Ms. TOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dami niyong naintindihan nuh? MASAYA YUN! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ay nga pala, si BUTLER kanina.... ang pangit... nung FC. well, pangit naman talaga un eh. BSTA! gusto ko lang magreklamo sa HINDI KAGANDAGANDAHANG PAGMUMUKA nia. 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;Err, 11:17 na, 11:24pm ako mag-o-off!! hardeharhar! &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyways~ byee na dito :)&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;3 mins. na lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bye-bee, nytnyt, GOD BLESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/4149617274558882208-1297706193457575001?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/1297706193457575001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-m-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1297706193457575001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1297706193457575001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-m-gee.html' title='O-M-Gee!'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-5029523396200951263</id><published>2009-06-10T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:16:18.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of school. :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Gash! it has beeen a &lt;em&gt;VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY&lt;/em&gt; loooooooong time since I haven't updated my blog. Maybe I haven't updated this thing for months? or just... month. yeah, for a month. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, there are lots of things that happen in just one month. So Yeah, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;MOVING ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"SCHOOL" What often pops through your mind whenever you hear the word "school?" Let me guess, "Quizzes, tests/exams, recitations, taking down notes, lectures etc etc. and any other things you could think of" am I right?. Well I say. IT'S BORING! I mean, if a school only does those things without any interesting things to do, then it would be VERY boring and they would have less students! syempre naman, sino ba naman ang magaaral sa paaralan na puro pagsusulit lang, dba? KAMUSTA NAMAN BUHAY MO NUN! So before school starts I wished, well actually prayed, that we would have a new student in OUR class (which is the star section, of course). Because, you know, we don't often get new students in our class. so it's practically RARE to have one.&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;Before School starts, I fixed my bag, placed half of my books and notebooks there, and arranged my school things which includes my ballpens, pencils, my correction pen, my highlighters and etc. after doing those things I placed my bag on top of our study table. I looked a final look at it then left the room. For couple of minutes I went back to the room to prepare myself for tomorrow, I opened the lights and looked at my bag for one more time. My eyes widened as I saw my bag. I SCREAMED!!!! why? There were like ARMY OF FREAKING RED ANTS!!!! and you know how I much I don't like witnessing those "&lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt;" altogether. My dad quickly went to my room and asked "What is it?" in a nervous tone. guess my screaming was loud enough to be heard outside. I pointed to my bag and my dad saw it. He cleaned it up and told me to never put any snacks in my bag. WALA NAMAN AKONG NILALAGAY EE! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway.. So yeah, my dad calmed after that ANT INVASION. It wasn't the first time that happened. The first time it happened was in the drawers of our study table, which I was the only one who saw it. I ignored it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RST DAY OF&lt;br /&gt;CLASSES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PHEW! So this is it! The first day of classes. I was really excited and I don't even know why! I entered the school and wondered why there were only few students, was I early or was I late? ahh well. I came to the school half early-half late. The teachers checked our temperatures unexpectedly. xD I forgot that the flu disease called A(H1N1) virus is already spreading around the Philippines. I was surprised to see teacher aligned in a semi-circle position wearing masks (forgot what it was called). I was like, "what the heck is going on?" 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;I climbed up the stairs and continued walking towards my room. Dumbfoundit! I was suppose to do my SO-CALLED GREAT ENTRANCE when I saw that our adviser already entered the room. D: I was suppose to open the door to its maximum position (to get everyone's attention) and suddenly appear! ahh well, plan failed.&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;It was our Prayer gathering at the gym and the new student still hasn't appeared yet. He was late. kaka-grr! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tapos ano, dumating na si Ms. Lourdes! yehey! so happy. :3 oh and.. we have a new principal.. *coughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and most of our teachers are fresh graduates from college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok enough about the staff...&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;Err.. about the new student. here are HIS infos. (just to summarize him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Name: Alexandre c. Espiritu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;B-day: August 29, 1996 (and yes, he's OLDER than me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;He came from the school Casa Del Niño (hah! lagi ko un nadadaanan! &gt;P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;He is the current 4th honor in his batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh and... he's pretty athletic and talented...and smart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;and he's SMALL. and most of the girls in our section says he's 'CUTE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;(which in truth, he is. no doubt about that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;itatagalog ko na ha. ^^ GRABEE UNG FIRST DAY NAMIN! ang daming nangyari, kahit uala naman mshado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eh mas lalo namna ung 2nd day where we get to meet our teachers. ang daming fresh graduate, grabee. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;peo masaya naman. ualang strict na STRICT NA STRICT! so yeah, first week na first week, ang dami nang nangyari... &gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Hope next week's gonna be more interesting. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Bless~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-5029523396200951263?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/5029523396200951263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-week-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/5029523396200951263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/5029523396200951263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of school. :O'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-1782408199773825163</id><published>2009-05-18T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:37:24.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 5 &amp;&amp; Ms. Camp. ;3</title><content type='html'>like  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;omigawsh! this is the last day. T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When it was breakfast time I was looking for my crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but still... couldn't find him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, since this is the last day, I should make the most of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'll just make this quick mmkay?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH time. oh I hope I'de be sitting i'd be sitting infront of him. &gt;___&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't happen. ): ahh well. I'll see him naman later eh. :P&lt;br /&gt;and now.. it's time to announce the WINNERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd place: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; TEAM (me: hah! cnu ngaun ung talo?! :P)&lt;br /&gt;2nd place: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; TEAM (me: team ng ano ko. xD)&lt;br /&gt;1st place: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; TEAM. (yellow green! pero una parin ung yellow. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the CHAMPION is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW TEAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(WOOT WOOT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyz. ang sya sya tlaga namin nung nalaman namin kung cnung winner.  x) nung nanalo nga kami sbee ng mga taga-yellow team "TALO! TALO!" while pointing to the other teams. tumahimik sila ee. pahiya. hahah! peace tau.  x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweiiz, aun n nga. aalis na. pack your things na.. and aun. unang aalis ung ICBC.. church ng ano ko. x) hinahanap ko gna sha ee. kasu nde ko mahanap. then I saw Emman. He said he was going to add everyone he knows in friendster. and since he and you-know-who are close with each other. I decided to come along with emman. and I wus RIGHT! ^^ oh and.. we shaked hands. hhi. xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, the last time I saw him, was when he teased me and joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. SUNDAY! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are. in our divided sessions in church. where all members of diff. depts. meet with each other.  I was in... the YOUTH dept. T____T gosh I miss the Kid's department!&lt;br /&gt;and now the'yr announcing the (pacita/agcf)  Mr. and Ms. Camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Camp: ARNOLD PANUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Camp: SOFIA VALDEZ!!! (me: wooh! first time!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this could've happened with out God.&lt;br /&gt;He planned this thing all along. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I really thank Him for this. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TO GOD BE THE GLORY! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-1782408199773825163?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/1782408199773825163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-5-ms-camp-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1782408199773825163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1782408199773825163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-5-ms-camp-3.html' title='day 5 &amp;&amp; Ms. Camp. ;3'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-5608258757427860577</id><published>2009-05-13T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:24:14.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4: New Friend. New Crush. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up early in the morning with STILL no one to talk to. '-_____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;uhmm... let me just fast forward this up to lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fast.forward.fast.forward.fast.forward.fast.forward.fast.forward. ^&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;*LUNCH TIME!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;I was still in line waiting for a seat. as I entered the room i saw who THE BOYS that would be our "frontmates" on the table were. They were one of our churchmates: "EJ, Emman, Gab, and Kuya PJ." (me: finally!) I said to my mind "OH! Thank You Lord that I know these people!" That way I won't have to be the SILENT SOFIA again. I'm tired of staying quiet and not letting myself break free. xD anywho, as I observed who my frontmates were I saw someone... someone I never met ebfore.. HE WAS MY FRONTMATE. '-________- but that's fine with me! ^^ as long as I can already talk and be myself. And here's how the conversation goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;As I sat on my seat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;EJ: ay ay. *looks on the side as if he doesn't want to see me. but that was just a joke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;me: ano? (what?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;then he introduced me to the boy that was seating infront of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;EJ: ay! Sofia, si totoy. Totoy, si Sofia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;me: *looks at the boy* hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Totoy: Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;EJ/EMMAN/GAB: ayiee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Then while we were eating Totoy kept telling jokes with &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;and ofcourse, I tell jokes with him. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;oh, and one time, we were at the soccer field for our next game, There was someone standing behind. i freaked out and then I saw him. Gosh he's so tall. O_O I said "wow! ang tangkad mo!" then he said "ah! nde ah! nde kaya ako matangkad." then I said, "ang tangkad mo kaya!" But then the game started so, he ran to his group. buh-byee. T___T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Then when we were at the river (We got mud all over our body because it rained on the soccer field before we played "Tag Of War" there.) I was looking at the people around me. why? I was looking for Totoy. xD when it was time to go, I couldn't find him. I was disappointed. Suddenly I felt the presence of a boy standing behind me.. his presence was familliar. I turned and looked at him, and to my surprise, IT WAS HIM! I smiled I with delight because I found him.. well actually, he found me. '^^ anywho, I splashed water to him, then he splashed some unto me. I was having fun. but just as I said, It was time to go and groom ourselves. tough luck. T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When it was dinnertime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I looked for him and hoping he would be my frontmate again. but he wasn't. I was sad but still happy for the things that happened that day. *sighs* When it was time to sleep, I laid down on my bed and kept on daydreaming about him. I was so thankful that I met my FIRST FRIEND (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and crush&lt;/span&gt;. xD). ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, guess that's all. God bless. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-5608258757427860577?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/5608258757427860577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-it-is-day-4-333.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/5608258757427860577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/5608258757427860577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-it-is-day-4-333.html' title='Day 4: New Friend. New Crush. ;)'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-2615380123181376585</id><published>2009-05-13T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:47:50.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp 2009: DAY 2 &amp;&amp; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;still haven't made any friends.. T____T and oh! we made a cheer for the yellow team. x)&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to give my suggestion:&lt;br /&gt;"I said 'burr', it's cold in here, there must be some YELO in the atmosphere" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it was too late. We were the next one to perform. DX and every time we yell "Yellow! Yellow!" they kept teasing us every after the word "yellow," "TALO! (lose!) TALO! (lose!)" *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nada.&lt;br /&gt;didn't meet anyone. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well... when it was already evening we had our TEAM COMPETITION. ^^&lt;br /&gt;The game we played was "PATINTERO" (what's patintero? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://larongbata.blogspot.com/2007/05/patintero.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; :3)&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't played by individuals, it was played by groups! ^^&lt;br /&gt;It was very fun! If you can only try it. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, guess that's all. I have lists of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;(and to think now I'm bored. '-___-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. cya!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-2615380123181376585?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/2615380123181376585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/camp-2009-day-2-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2615380123181376585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2615380123181376585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/camp-2009-day-2-3.html' title='Camp 2009: DAY 2 &amp;&amp; 3'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-5051590514338808176</id><published>2009-05-09T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:59:43.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camp `o9: DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So here it is, the first day of my FIRST EVER SUMMER YOUTH CAMP. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm pretty excited though, I couldn't even sleep yesterday night. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And with much anticipation I came to church at 11am I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So there we were, riding on a loooong journey towards our destination. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;WAAH~! ITO NA! THIS IS IT! nandito na kami!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;grabee ang ganda ng place! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;As I got out from the jeepney. I suddenly scanned the place and to my surprise it didn't reach my expectations, instead it reached&lt;em&gt; far beyond&lt;/em&gt; my expectations. ang laki ng place as in! so aun nga nandun na kami sa court naghihintay. taposh may WOW PICTURE pa ang each church dun. at grabe, magkasama pala ung LAHAT ng churches dun.. sa iba't ibang teams at magkakaiba ng cabins. O_O so aun nga, niregister na kami tapos binigay na ung mga id's (ipod ung design kasi un ung theme this year). So I became one of the yellow team and my cabin was L3 (Luzon 3). I went to my cabin together with my counselor and my bags (duh.). :P As I entered the room I saw only two ladeies sitting on a bed on the bottom (the beds there were double-decked). They were already unpacking their stuffs. They were like "hello." and I was like "hi..." and then I sat on the bed I picked and awkard silence came in. Just as that. O_O They were older than me! seriously. One is 25 yrs. old and the other one was like 18 I guess. oh, could this day get any worse?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I unpacked my things. We only have few more hours to rest. maybe 3-4? ^^ anywho, I was alone in the cabin. And I though we three are the only ones who's gonna use it. but NO, we're not the ONLY one. They said that other churches will still be coming.. and in my head, a voice shouted "NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I'm not THAT friendly... to be honest. Yes, I am pretty loud around my friends but with other churches who already have cliques and &lt;em&gt;barkadas&lt;/em&gt; of their own? I CAN'T DO IT. I can't just ask "hi. what's your name?" or "What church did you came from?" while they're havin` fun! I can't `coz they'll say "anuh ba yann sumisingit ng sumisingit." or "are we close?" kaya aun, nahihiya aco. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And now the sun had finally set. It was pretty dark. I can't sleep by myself. T____T So I had a hard time sleeping all alone. In the COLD SUMMER NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonder what'll happen tomorrow. :/&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/4149617274558882208-5051590514338808176?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/5051590514338808176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-camp-o9-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/5051590514338808176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/5051590514338808176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-camp-o9-day-1.html' title='Summer Camp `o9: DAY 1'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-7197155189398623856</id><published>2009-05-01T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:50:15.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So. I'm alreay done reading "Millicent -&gt; Girl Genius." ^^ well, actually I already finished it a few days ago, but I was too bored to post here. So I searched for another book to read then I found (well, actually I rememberd the other book I read when i refused to read millicent min.) "Wondergirls-The new girl" ^^ and it's really cool, ya know? but nothing's more cooler than the story of millie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm pretty excited for today. I'm going to have my first ever Youth Summer Camp at the Reconcelation Ministry Campsite in San Pablo, Laguna. :D After I packed my things last night I did a lil` some`in-some`in then went to sleep. And Oh boy, I sure can't sleep last night! Maybe because I was too excited. ^^ Well, it can't be helped, can it? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;After I read my beshtie's blog about ants I remmebered my ant incident yesterday. I saw fat red ants all lined up to get a leftover food on a plate and somehow.. they were many. I really don't like witnessing those things, though I get really amazed and start staring at them, because somehow I get the goose bumps everytime i see `em. Just imagine when they're on you! They'd be like biting you or something. Few minutes later I shouted "ANTS!" But no one really cared about it. xD then I asked my mom hat'll I do about `em, she &lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt; said to put the plate on the sink &lt;em&gt;mismo &lt;/em&gt;but I didn't obey. Oh sure I put the plate on the sink but i did something else. I turned the faucet out and CRASH (as it may sound when you're an ant)! came out the water! The poor little fat ants were drowning. Just then I felt the guilt to kill those little ants. ): When they were all sucked into those holes in the sink I turned the faucet off. And guess what? Those ants came out from those holes. They were still alive! I was happy, yes.&lt;strong&gt; BUT &lt;/strong&gt;at the same time I got all "WTH?!!!" So I kept turning the faucet on to cover `em with water until no ant comes out. I was pretty tired of doing it. '-___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;MAN! This talk of ants is giving me goose bumps. No seriously, when I was in the part about the faucet thingy, they already appeared. and i dun like the feeling so let's just get on with it! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So here I was Surfing the internet while I still can again then I searched "AGCMI kids" the youtube and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPE0_wwc9YI&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0xe87a9f" width="320" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was our concert, "Sariling Atin" last 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Though I liked our first concert which was "Ang kwento ng lumang aklat ni Lola"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;FIND MEE! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ermm, I think I gotta go. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I gotta groom myself for the Youth Summer Camp. (my first one ever!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll miss talkin` with my talk-a-buddies. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;especially beshtie. ;) (o yann. special mention ka na ah. xDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ilyasm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless! :*&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/4149617274558882208-7197155189398623856?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/7197155189398623856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/wndergirls-new-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/7197155189398623856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/7197155189398623856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/05/wndergirls-new-girl.html' title='Blah. :P'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-1298496565781574757</id><published>2009-04-28T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:58:03.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOKWORM. x3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, It's been months since I haven't read any books with interesting stories. (and no, I'm not talking about those EDUCATIONAL books used for daily School works. '-_____-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So there I was yesterday night at my room, all bored. My dad was using the computer, my sister and so-called-new nanny were watching TV and my mom wasn't home, she attended a wedding WHICH I'm suppose to attend too. but my mom said, I should stay here and keep an eye with the so-called-new nanny named ............. un na un. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And because I was bored I need to find something that can entertain me, QUICK! no seriously. you'll never know what'll happen if I get bored for too long. (me: and neither do I.) So I thought for reading a book for a while. i remembered my big sis. tellin` me this GOOD book with an &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; story and letting me read it. but I actually had no interest with that book. I was only a kid! XD I'd rather read a book with pictures at that time. XD now that I remembered it I picked it out from a shelf full of thibk books. Then I started reading it. It was entitled "&lt;strong&gt;Millicent Min ~&gt; Girl Genius&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Millicent Min is having the bad summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her fellow high school students&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hate her for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;setting the curve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her fellow eleven-year-olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hate her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;going high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her grandmother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maddie is moving away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and in an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;effort to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Millicent a more "normal" childhood, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;her mom has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;signed her up for volleyball, she's also a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;rranged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;for her to tutor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Standford Wong-jock, jerk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and poster boy for chinese geekdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But when Millicent meets Emily, things start to look up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mily doesn't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Millicent's IQ score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She actually thinks millicent is cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if Milicent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hide her awards, ignore her grandmother's advice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;blackmail Stanford &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;silence, learn to serve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;volleyball over the net, stop her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;parents from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;her forever, and keep all her lies straight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;she just might make her first friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's it going to take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHEER GENIUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And until now, I'mma reading it. At this time, 07:00pm, I'm already in the 127th page. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is really a good book and reading it is a good way to kill time whenever I'm bored. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I guess that's all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;GODSPEED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-1298496565781574757?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/1298496565781574757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/bookworm-x3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1298496565781574757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1298496565781574757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/bookworm-x3.html' title='BOOKWORM. x3'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-668445143661484579</id><published>2009-04-27T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:26:42.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DVBS 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DVBS 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"God's Big Backyard!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;was our theme for this summer's &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;aily &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;acation &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ible &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;chool. First I was chosen to be an assistant in the kindergarten level and the advise was &lt;em&gt;Ate &lt;/em&gt;Grace Panum, Then Ate Brenda changed our position then I was picked to be a Music teacher together with Jok (a.k.a. MJM or Marnie John M. Marcos), then a Bible Study was held in our househeld with the Area 3, Ate Brenda, for the last time, changed some of the position. I became the ADVISE of Kinderggarten level in Cabuya. O_O first my assistant was her cousin, then my assistant was Kuya Brian (Her BF ;D), Mabait naman sha ee. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I came to the church just in time for devotion at 6:00am. Actually the devotion was 5:30am, but my dad didn't lemme go too early. ^^ And as we waited for the vans to arrive, I was kind of excited yet at the same time nervous. This is my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST, &lt;/strong&gt;I repeat first time ever to teach kids in Cabuyao. And it's not as easy as it sounds because they are well... &lt;em&gt;very much&lt;/em&gt; "chaotic" si it's pretty hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;EVALUATION: They were pretty noisy and loud at that time. so you can really tell that they are very much excited. When it comes to story telling, most listen attentively but there are times when they get bored, so you really have to make warm-up exercises like asking questions and such. Their weakness is MUSIC. they really like to dance a lot. ^^ So thank God our efforts are worht it. they would be coming again the next day. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;DAY 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;aun nga. I got to church and arranged the materials I needed. And as we came to Cabuyao, we felt very nervous. But today was pretty much different. I was very grateful to the Lord that the kids were listening attentively and behaved well. ^^ When it was time to color, they were quiet. It's like HEAVEN! maybe because I told them that the first 10 to finish their work would be given a star and a lollipop. The things they do for LOLLIPOP. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the last day in their DVBS then next comes their graduation. My students weren't that much aware that this is their last day. some would ask "Ate meron pa ba bukas?" or "Ate apnuh ung Saturday?" (kasi sunday ung grad. nila.) Gosh I would totally miss `em. So after the closing prayer we gave `em lollipops! one for each. ;) I became soo attatched to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADUATION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And like OMG~! I already miss my students. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are the awardees nga pala. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best in Music:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Joana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best in Crafts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Angela Mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most behave:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dhonie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Active:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jhaziel (nde natawag. D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Honor&lt;/strong&gt;:Angela Mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Honor&lt;/strong&gt;: Kyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd Honor&lt;/strong&gt;: Carl Ken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outstanding Student: Angela Mae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been 1 day and I already miss them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-668445143661484579?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/668445143661484579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/dvbs-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/668445143661484579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/668445143661484579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/dvbs-2009.html' title='DVBS 2009!'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-448565356330657411</id><published>2009-04-26T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:24:39.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMARY. :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok. This is just a summary of the things I am most HAPPY about &lt;em&gt;sa kasulukuyan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll tell the rest tomorrow. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DVBS 2009 has finally ended. ;)&lt;/strong&gt; and like `NOOOO! I already miss my students. T____T`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I got close to &lt;em&gt;you-know-who-that-i-think-i-already-have-a-slight-crush-on&lt;/em&gt; guy. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My students &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;labs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mee. x3&lt;/strong&gt; Althea even thanked me shyly, Joana and the others came back to where we were after the graduation and bonded with us, and I gained respect from them. :3 They even called me &lt;strong&gt;ATE SHOWFEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I get to chat with my&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; beshtie&lt;/span&gt; after a loooooooooooooong busy period of time. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have a NANNY!&lt;/strong&gt; Now I don't have to stress myself doing the chores I hate the most. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Many signed in my&lt;strong&gt; summer camp&lt;/strong&gt; brochure for sponsoring. yeeey! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND I THANK &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt; FOR ALL OF THESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-448565356330657411?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/448565356330657411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/summary-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/448565356330657411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/448565356330657411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/summary-3.html' title='SUMMARY. :3'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-1011359756799220659</id><published>2009-04-24T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:26:05.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WEEE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have completed what I must complete! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To finish the anime "Lucky Star" last April 24, `09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To finish editing this blog. '-_____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To finish teaching the `Cabuyao kids` DVBS from Aprils 22-24. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;wahahahah! I'm just plain crazy today. dunnoe why. x3 Oh and I made friends with&lt;strong&gt; SASA BLANCO&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;the grandaughter of the mother of the famous solo vocalist named RICO BLANCO,&lt;/em&gt; a while ago in kumon. she was very funny. &lt;em&gt;hekheks. na sheyr coo lang naman. XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy viewin` mee blog! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;GODSPEED~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-1011359756799220659?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/1011359756799220659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1011359756799220659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/1011359756799220659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-3682945936470323495</id><published>2009-04-22T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:26:32.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY DAY 2008 ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was about to use the computer at that time until my sister called me. She was holding a big notebook with blank and already-written-by-me pages. As I went into her room, I saw what was like a journal entitled "JOY DAY." As I started to read it, memories popped up in my mind. I wrote this when I was in 4th grade! ^^ Then after I finished reading it I was like, "WOW! I wrote this? chya~! nooo way?!" I was pretty amazed that I was good in english. ^^ I never thought that I was this good when I was young. (not that I'm boasting or anything. :3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;heya, If ya wanna know what was written there, here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just tell me if there are &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; Grammar mistakes. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JOY Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;by Sofia Valdez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Although I am neither a grade 5 student nor a grade 6 sudent, Me and some of my fellow grade 4 pupils joined in that special event. We participated by dancing the doxology and the prelude dance. We enjoyed the JOY day because there were several dance numbers from each section in each level and special numbers from selected 5tha nd 6th graders. Now, what is JOY day? Why do we need to celebrate it? What is it for? One time, I asked some of the grade 5 students, They said (well first of all) JOY day means &lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;oint &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ccasion for &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ou and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is needed because it improves or develops the talents of grades 5 and 6 through a program inspires them to continue their work since they are becoming mature. JOY day teaches some lessons that other students encounter like table manners, not being shy anymore, and glorifying God through their talents. The 80's was the theme for this year's JOY day. Like what the emcees had said that we should remember the 80`s because it's nice to know some of the things in the past and for ust to understand what is happening in the present times especially nowadays. We were really thankful to God for giving us this opportunity to express our talents. thank you for reading this and may you have a blessed day. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149617274558882208-3682945936470323495?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/3682945936470323495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/joy-day-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/3682945936470323495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/3682945936470323495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/joy-day-2008.html' title='JOY DAY 2008 ;]'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149617274558882208.post-2409930810502840075</id><published>2009-04-20T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:24:05.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horrible Scene. o.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was 12:40pm when the clouds started to roar lightly. We quickly went outside to get the clothes my mother hung last night. After that, we went inside then that was when the &lt;strong&gt;HEAVY&lt;/strong&gt; rain started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;First, it started off with light droplets of water then the moderate rain then the heavy rain occured. it wasn't only the rain but the wind, the STRONG wind! But we didn't mind, really. We continued doing what we were doing: my mom using the computer, me eating ice cream and watching the television with my `lil sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;suddenly there was a flsh of light that we didn't notice, so we weren't warned that there was a loud noise following lightning called "thunder" that was coming. and it wasn't just any normal thunder that we usually hear when the rain's starting to pour, it was &lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY&lt;/strong&gt; LOUD~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;BOOM! CRASH! THUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;said the thunder. Me and my sister screamed with fear, I even sat on my mother's lap involuntarily (i dunnoe, maybe when I panic my body quickly finds shelter.) I was trembling with fear, I suddenly turned off the T.V. after the thunder I went back to my seat, still terrified from that horrible scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My body started to shake more, my hands shook as seen by the glass with the ice cream I was holding, I put down the glass so that I wouldn't let it fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My mom quickly told us a joke like "&lt;em&gt;wow. ang lakas ah! ^^" &lt;/em&gt;as if nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's like they were okay for what happened, but I wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was my first time ever to encounter a lightning and a thunder so close to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I couldn't get over of what happened, I looked at mom then she was still smiling. Tears started to form in my until it dropped through my cheeks, then I cried, but not in a "howling' manner, i cried in a quiet way. Then my mother hugged bot me and my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BUT THAT'S NOT THE END OF THE HORRIBLE `&lt;em&gt;FLASHES OF LIGHT SEEN IN THE SKY&lt;/em&gt;` and `&lt;em&gt;THE loud noise following lightning&lt;/em&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as i was still shocked of what happened I couldn't move a muscle, so my mom got the so-called bed and brought it in the living room for us to rest ourselves there and to recover. I laid myself down while looking at the window. I thought no lightning would be coming again, but I thought wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I turned my gaze to the window I didn't saw any lightning comin` along, so i looked at ceiling for a while when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOM! CRASH! THUD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;another thunder roared i its loudest voice! and it wasn't just another loud thunder, it was louder than before and come to think of it it was much closer in our house. I was the only one who saw it in our household. The origin was like a ball of light then in its surface struck flashes of light. I was really scared, it looked like it took one person's life because the impact was so strong. Again, I freaked out and I quickly hugged my sister. it was the most unforgettable moment in my childhood life. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;until now I haven't recovered yet. Whenever I'm alone that memory always comes through my mind making me scared and afraid for I have no one to find shelter. But I know that God is with me so all I need to do is to face my fears with God. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THE BATTLE BEGINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/4149617274558882208-2409930810502840075?l=myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/feeds/2409930810502840075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/horrible-scene-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2409930810502840075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149617274558882208/posts/default/2409930810502840075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrainbowrawks.blogspot.com/2009/04/horrible-scene-oo.html' title='The Horrible Scene. o.O'/><author><name>SofieTheDorky.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03420568293182302789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWGd5sjn5is/TZ1baSBgoYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cUIfEirmyCI/s220/paris.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
