<?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-6777474458857138109</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:08:30.907+08:00</updated><category term='elections...'/><category term='boredom buster'/><title type='text'>live.laugh.love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8267930814860999919</id><published>2008-10-25T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:48:39.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The year after.</title><content type='html'>It's time for a change (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown tired of the way I blog, I keep on saying that I blog to express myself, but with how things have turned into, I feel that something else has been happening. So dear readers, i must go; i won't be blogging for a while. i'll miss you guys. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12-17&lt;/span&gt;  i'm right &lt;a href="http://x--bluehearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8267930814860999919?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8267930814860999919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8267930814860999919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8267930814860999919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8267930814860999919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/year-after.html' title='The year after.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6229122513694912854</id><published>2008-10-08T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:34:16.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss reading archie comics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;updating when not busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fle: ♪ your voice, was the soundtrack of my summer ♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: nung march pa kaya yan.. ngayon mo lang narinig?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lollerz..or not. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254698033525662850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SOxwBVo9pII/AAAAAAAAAJA/E56D_rDkk2k/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/6777474458857138109-6229122513694912854?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6229122513694912854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6229122513694912854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6229122513694912854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6229122513694912854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-reading-archie-comics.html' title='i miss reading archie comics.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SOxwBVo9pII/AAAAAAAAAJA/E56D_rDkk2k/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6375094782597403448</id><published>2008-10-03T12:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:34:25.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think happy thoughts.</title><content type='html'>i won't be here for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go to himagsikan-another YFC event. parang intrams. idk why i'm going, i'm not even joining any of the games. oh, right. because i haven't seen yssa in weeks. [like i even miss her, lol!]&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go to himagsikan. i just want to sleep all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;but i have to go. besides, wala na yan next week. i can rest next week. yeah van, the week before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i feel like a zombie. T__T&lt;br /&gt;i got 37/60 on geometry. and my participation in all my classes are extremely low, because i always fall asleep in class. stupid insomia.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to catch up on my reading. filipino is gonna be fine, [hopefully]. thanks to the english versions online.&lt;br /&gt;classes start at 1:30.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go take a nap now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2v0e8tz.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6375094782597403448?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6375094782597403448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6375094782597403448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6375094782597403448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6375094782597403448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick.html' title='think happy thoughts.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2v0e8tz_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5903655484499487581</id><published>2008-09-30T16:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:25:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>until then i'll sleep</title><content type='html'>Teresa gave me a bracelet for our anniversary last Sept 24th. it was so pretty and i wore it for two days straight. then the other day, it started to itch. i totally forgot that i was freaking allergic to silver! but i didn't tell her cause i knew it would make her feel bad. but then Val saw the red blotches from my hand up to my forearm, and told Tessa. Then she told me not to wear it. I feel so bad. I mean, I didn't have anything to give her last Wednesday, and so I decided to keep wearing the bracelet to show her how much i appreciate it, and now i can't! ugh. I feel so guilty. Kaya nga I'm so gonna make it up to her on her birthday, October 20th. I won't be here that day cause RD and I need to go to this court trial thing at Marbel, but I'll find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exams&lt;/strong&gt;. from cheat dependent to cramaholic, these are the things I learned from the past week: 1. to study at least a week before exams and 2. to read my books everynight instead of waiting for the ting tings and maroon 5 on mtv while watching house reruns on axn.&lt;br /&gt;my eyebags are more horrible than ever, srsly. people in school notice. not only because of the exams, but because of the Youth Camp as well. I.need.rest. good thing there aren't any classes tomorrow! lol&lt;br /&gt;Filipino was terrible. Noli Me Tangere does not interest me and I only read half of the ten chapters that out teacher said we should study for the night before. It was pure agony, I and it couldn't make any sense because we don't have a Filipino dictionary at home. As for chem, I finally got it right at the last minute. props to Vanessa E. for being an awesome tutor. :D&lt;br /&gt;We checked some test papers yesterday, and i got 49/50 on AP because i spelled geneology instead of genealogy and surprise, surprise. i got 37/40 on Filipino. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735849755020066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 296px; height: 178px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SOHp7jLVCyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/69DNOtwCwfc/s320/1_721121187l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735853085035106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 299px; height: 243px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SOHp7vlRCmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hc0iPWBIUUA/s320/private_1_1a73defe952de86bd0958caeec054b798b67cd3346a23384727e2c35b3c6b739l.jpg" border="0" height="243" width="305" /&gt;this is rey. everybody just loves rey. lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Youth Camp was okay. We prayer warrioprs did seven rounds of rosaries during the second day and it got pretty eerie during the night. but thanks to Jezza, Rea, and all my other super-crazy friends, we were able to shake it off during our five-minute breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6777474458857138109-5903655484499487581?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5903655484499487581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5903655484499487581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5903655484499487581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5903655484499487581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/until-then-ill-sleep.html' title='until then i&apos;ll sleep'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SOHp7jLVCyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/69DNOtwCwfc/s72-c/1_721121187l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1317737016191513673</id><published>2008-09-23T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:34:58.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss rugrats. ; )</title><content type='html'>You know what? I take back what i said.. chem is crap. It does not make any sense at all. curse them sub-energy levels! It used to be boring and easy, but now it's boring AND difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Youth Camps I go to? Well, there's another one. It's gonna be on the 26th til the 28th. Right after the exam. I'm so freaking excited! lolz. We're gonna have so much fun.. i heard there were gonna be 60+ people going. ;D I cannot wait to get the exams over with. My recruits haven't paid their registration fees yet[my deadline is on the 25th], and so i'm not sure if i'd be able to come to the camp. ugh. i really, really hope i can.&lt;br /&gt;that was just a short update. I won't be here til the 28th. ciaooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/21jouwm.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1317737016191513673?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1317737016191513673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1317737016191513673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1317737016191513673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1317737016191513673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-rugrats.html' title='i miss rugrats. ; )'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/21jouwm_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3199853502779147665</id><published>2008-09-21T13:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:04:16.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lgfuad</title><content type='html'>Our school was the sponsor for the 8am mass today, but Valerie and I woke up late-so we went to church around 8:40 or something. then after the mass, we were planning to stay for the 4th mass, but then we saw Jorena, Ysa and Patrice and they invited us to go to Montessori for their family day. But before that we went to penstar-i'm not really sure what the name of the store was- cause Valerie needed a new notebook and I saw ate Camille on the way. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we walked all the way to Montessori with Leonard and Earl too. it was nice to be back there again. we were so noisy while they were having the program and their principal was like "grade six, you're so noisy. oh, that's not the grade six pala. welcome back alumnae!" lolz. then we went to the canteen and saw Baby Anne there and her father gave us free drinks. yeys! haha. i didn't spend a cent today. I just lurve free stuff. haha. then we saw Chard with his mother and we asked him to treat us but he said he didn't have money, but we still kept asking him. then his mother heard us and she gave us money. yeahuh! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the grade five classroom and talked and stuff four hours. then around 1 o'clock, we left and went to this place that made cakes cause Pat, Ysa and Jorena were gonna have one made for their friend's birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tomorrow, I'm kinda scared about tomorrow. One, I have to do this report for Araling Panlipunan. Two, it's Klier. My teacher found out last Monday that Klier was inside our classroom with her boyfriend all day and she thought they were alone and that they were doing something else, but they weren't! and they weren't alone. they were with the other couples pa. eeww, right? and of course Heidi and Spencer were there. haha. and it's all my fault. I let it slip to our teacher. But she already knows that Klier has a boyfriend and she knows that they like to stay at the 3rd floor after dismissal. I don't know why she got paranoid when I said that Klier was upstairs during the basketball match. I'm so pissed. At myself and my adviser who just &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; to see me suffer. ugh. And now Klier's blaming me. Way to go, V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of what happened, the gate by the stairs were closed last Tuesday and I wasn't able to get my books. It's our monthly exam on the 25th and 26th, and i can't study without my books. My notes are pretty much useless, because my teachers don't let us write much because they say everything they say are found in our books. I have no choice but to cram, then. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248352085102875074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SNXkahi80cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/eRESeQyFbaI/s320/z37334265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6777474458857138109-3199853502779147665?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3199853502779147665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3199853502779147665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3199853502779147665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3199853502779147665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/lgfuad.html' title='lgfuad'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SNXkahi80cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/eRESeQyFbaI/s72-c/z37334265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3888118670685494117</id><published>2008-09-20T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:53:02.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hey guys, me again. i have five drafts on this blog now and i've been typing for hours, but i don't know what to post. and that is such a lame excuse to keep me from updating my blog.so.. we didn't have classes last wednesday, thursday and friday. but i was given homework and another movie report. this time it was about Mother Teresa. i didn't really pay attention to the movie because we were watching it with another section to save time, and they were really noisy and there weren't any subtitles. so i had to research about Mother Teresa. ugh. why do they have to make us do reports about such sucky movies anyway? the other day i was on the verge of not doing my report because i was too lazy to do it, but then i had to keep my grades up or else my mom would kill me and projects are like 10% of the final grade for religion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;speaking of grades, i was so shocked to see my grades. i got seven line of 9's and two line of 8's-araling panlipunan and homeroom. but they don't really matter cause my ap teacher hates me and i'm gonna have to help clean the room in order to get a good grade. i'm not the type of person who cleans. so whatever.when my mom saw my grades she was still mad and i was like wtf? that's just two line of 8's and the rest were pretty good. then she said that my teacher talked to her about me not passing an extra-curricular form(it's sort of required for those who are running for ranks). then i told her there is no way i'm gonna get extra points cause i'm horrible at arts for those poster making contests and i suck at sports. and she just said that i should at least try or something, but i'm too lazy to join after-school activities and to chase teachers just to get the points signed. i already have academics to keep up with and now she wants me to join other stuff too. ugh. i hate pressure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;valerie and i went to dad's today and we ate lunch together. it was funn. when dad so my grades, he was estatic. well, except for the teacher's comment part. it said i should be more punctual. lolz. i like dad more now. i mean, i'm not saying he's forgiven or anything.but cause he's much, much more understanding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need to study for the monthly exams.. but i'm too lazy. and i have 30 pending comments on friendster and they're like weeks old. ugh. i need a wake-up call. maybe midnight sun would do the trick. ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248008313788494722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SNSrwZmo84I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jFySy7bMW5U/s320/z60864308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3888118670685494117?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3888118670685494117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3888118670685494117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3888118670685494117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3888118670685494117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/lazy.html' title='lazy'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SNSrwZmo84I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jFySy7bMW5U/s72-c/z60864308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5651562833348727088</id><published>2008-09-05T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:23:29.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope you die of starvation.</title><content type='html'>fucking betch.&lt;br /&gt;that little bitch. i wanna cut her head off.&lt;br /&gt;so after we watched the happening, our teacher told us to make a review. and being the diligent student i try to be, i got to work immediately. [lol]&lt;br /&gt;then i brought it to school yesterday, cause i was hoping i could pass early cause i knew i would lose it if i'd pass it sooner. shariah sits behind my seatmate. so she saw me inserting my review to my english notebook and she asked to see it. so there i was. given 5 seconds to think about this. i've already heard about the rumors spread about by her previous seatmates that she's a user and all, but i still let her see it. then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;her:Van, pwede mahiram to? tignan ko lang yung format.. di  kasi ako marunong&lt;br /&gt;me: ha? i rewrite ko pa kasi yan..&lt;br /&gt;her: sige na van, di kasi ako marunong.&lt;br /&gt;Me:gusto mo, ipa-xerox ko na lang to..&lt;br /&gt;her: talaga van? sige van.. thank you!&lt;br /&gt;this morning:&lt;br /&gt;me: sha, patingin daw ng review mo..&lt;br /&gt;her: pangit man to.. pang editorial yung ginawa ko.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered that she was part of the school paper. and that she just went to this journalism seminar thingy last month. yeah sha, you really have no idea how to make a freaking review.. *reads her review* "ginaya ko lang yung format mo.. di ko kasi alam paano." the rumors are true! so true! she copied my sentences. word per word. MY WORDS. so after that, i told her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;me: sha, pwede irevise mo yung review mo? kasi-&lt;br /&gt;her: ha? oo gani.. yung format mo kasi..&lt;br /&gt;me: hindi ah. yung sentences talaga. kagaya sa akin. baka isipin ni ma'am, ako yung nanggaya niyan. first honor ka pa naman, ako hindi. syempre iisipin ni ma'am ako nanggaya. sige na be..&lt;br /&gt;her: sige.&lt;br /&gt;she had an hour and a half to do it. but she didn't! that little bitch.&lt;br /&gt;me: sha, narevise mo na?&lt;br /&gt;her: ay, wala. wala kasi time.. sa tuesday na lang.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you crazy little bitch. ma'am said the deadline was friday. i bet she was confident that ma'am would take her side. but noo, she's wrong. freaking wrong. after english, valerie went up to ma'am aleta[they're friends] and told her about it. i wasn't satisfied, of course. so i talked to ma'am aleta too, and even promised to her that i would bring my draft next week.&lt;br /&gt;i'm done letting her step on me like that. it's about time i stand up to her. two years ago she had an easily-manipulated sidekick with her to make me look more evil than her. now she doesn't, cause klier doesn't like it when she does her dirty work. lol&lt;br /&gt;super excited and nervous for notre dame day. them sienans are coming over. [yikes!] haha, just kidding. i'll come to school extra late on monday to have an entrance..haha&lt;br /&gt;i should've saved my previous icon for this post! ;)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2nq4aa9.jpg%3E%3Cimg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2w4kvgw.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5651562833348727088?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5651562833348727088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5651562833348727088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5651562833348727088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5651562833348727088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hope-you-die-of-starvation.html' title='i hope you die of starvation.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2w4kvgw_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1529250514992763880</id><published>2008-09-02T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:18:12.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"weekend" update</title><content type='html'>hey guys, sorry for the lack of updates. i've been so busy with school.&lt;br /&gt;shet. i've been moved to first row this morning, 2 seats away from you-know-who. and it's so freaking distracting cause i can't look at that direction anymore. dati kasi, when i was still at the back row, i would look there and his head would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hidden.&lt;/span&gt; ngayon hindi na. ugh&lt;br /&gt;we got our exam results na, and i'm happy to say that i passed. lolz. and my scores are pretty good, better than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;so, being in front. i decided to make the most out of it. i pay attention na cause there's no klier talking to me or tempting me to talk anymore so yeah.. geometry is finally making sense! and chemistry, too! omg yes chemistry! we did an activity today and i just asked vanessa s., my new seatmate the formula and i answered the rest. haha. okay, maybe it's not really a BIG deal or anything, but to me it is cause there's progress! haha&lt;br /&gt;last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; i went to this place called oasis cause we had a youth camp training. idk why we're even having a training. i don't think i really need one cause i already know what a prayer warrior should do, but kuya ian said i can't serve if i don't go. and because of that, i wasn't able to research for this report i'm doing for english. i thought we were gonna report today, but since we watched the happening yesterday til today, we're reporting on thursday. :D why am i doing the report? because my group mates are pretty much useless people. lolz daniel, cj and rigel. wee.&lt;br /&gt;another prerequisite for the service team, are two participants. i already got a freshman but i'm not sure if she'll be able to go cause the venue hasn't been decided yet.. and i also got arnem, but i'm 90% sure he's not gonna be allowed to come..but his friend keeps pushing me to recruit him so i can't drop him or else his friend who's also my friend would be sad.. lol&lt;br /&gt;last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; i watched the tuklas ng lakambini at girls and i saw  rd and ate rob. i went home early cause inna left me and let rd talk to me. so i ran. haha at me. i also witnessed ate camille's reportedly 7-year-oldish voice. i don't think she sounded like that at all! for real.&lt;br /&gt;last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; was both exciting and horrible. it was exciting cause valerie and i went to marbel without my mom or dad's consent. my mother just thought that we were spending the whole day at school because we were having a culminating activity for buwan ng wika. i bought a some stuff and valerie bought this shirt for daniel's little brother, dwight who is celebrating his birthday today. the horrible part was when i was disposing the evidence of going to marbel, i dropped my wallet at the bus. and now it's gone, together with all my cash and some important stuff. and what's irritating is that i don't tend to use wallets. and now na i did, i lost it pa. *sob&lt;br /&gt;speaking of daniel; (i doubt anyone i know in school will read this.) i'm sort of pissed at tessa cause she's blowing off valerie and precious-her two best-est friends because of daniel. they are always all over each other it makes me want to puke! i mean, nung first month nila, okay.. they just became together..that's normal. but now it's too much! and whenever tessa and i get together, she talks about daniel 95% of the time. it's driving me crazy. she needs to balance, or else she's really gonna lose her friends and become a heidi. x33&lt;br /&gt;gotta go, i have to make a stupid review for the happening[worst.movie.ever] and watch gossip girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SL0Qcqfa8uI/AAAAAAAAAII/c7D8FZlFFXk/s1600-h/th_z15051414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SL0Qcqfa8uI/AAAAAAAAAII/c7D8FZlFFXk/s320/th_z15051414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241363625957585634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1529250514992763880?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1529250514992763880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1529250514992763880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1529250514992763880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1529250514992763880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-update.html' title='&quot;weekend&quot; update'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SL0Qcqfa8uI/AAAAAAAAAII/c7D8FZlFFXk/s72-c/th_z15051414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1462053126066127688</id><published>2008-08-23T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:39:09.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we have a heidi and spencer in class. :)</title><content type='html'>exams were horrible, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;and because of my seatmate, i'm bound to be moved to the first row next week. this is just like what happened last year. ugh. way to go, klier. T__T&lt;br /&gt;but i can't really resist her, she's a really good friend and all. and we " need" each other. shariah's not a very good friend to her.. she only hangs out with klier when she needs her and when klier needs her she's always "ikaw kasi..." and i can't stand that. i enjoy her company, but she can be really needy in tests.. but that's okay. sigh&lt;br /&gt;we had the exams for three days. but we only had two subjects that day, pehm and computer and we were dismissed real early cause of the MI stuff going on. but srsly, i don't feel like we're in any danger! lollerz. my mom's not letting me go to marbel with val anymore, because it's not safe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;. ugh. i really need new clothes. fudge them MI's.&lt;br /&gt;so last thursday was my cousins' birthday[or is it birthdays? whatever. i can't think right now. lol]-inna and rd. no, they're not twins. and they're not related. inna is my cousin on the del corro side and rd is on the lim side... so i bought chuckie for inna[she loves it, idk why] and went home and read a bit. then around 5 or 6 i went to rd's but i didn't really greet her a happy birthday because i'm kind of mad at her for being lezbo. lollerz[ate cam please don't tell anyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;about this. ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;then at 7 i went to inna's because i like her better. lol&lt;br /&gt;today, i hung out with inna and yssa all day. we hung out at their internet cafe then went to our moms' to eat cause they were having this late birthday celebration thingy. so tomorrow i'm gonna be real busy, cause i have to make my project.. together with daniel, pm, emerson and cj's. they're all paying me, of course.  i need money kasi. lol. i'm buying an mp3 player. ;)&lt;br /&gt;i might have something actually interesting to blog about soon. [*crosses fingers.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SLAEwllJXYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eIvxngJqf-0/s1600-h/22.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SLAEwllJXYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eIvxngJqf-0/s320/22.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237691599400033666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1462053126066127688?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1462053126066127688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1462053126066127688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1462053126066127688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1462053126066127688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-heidi-and-spencer-in-class.html' title='we have a heidi and spencer in class. :)'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SLAEwllJXYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eIvxngJqf-0/s72-c/22.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-940552692990906507</id><published>2008-08-12T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:50:43.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meanie me.</title><content type='html'>last sunday i [finally] went out. i went with emerson and vanessa e., pm and kristine, valerie, precious, tessa, anna and christian.&lt;br /&gt;daniel[tessa's] was supposed to come too, but his mom wouldn't let him. and so no dates for valerie and precious. kuya dominic[anna's] was supposed to come with daw, but being a senior and all, he was too busy. thank goodness they weren't able to come! i'm not that close with christian, and i don't think i could think of anything to talk about if i'd get stuck with him.. haha&lt;br /&gt;btw, christian and tessa's parents only thought that they were going to a party.[lol] so we had to pay for them.. but it's all good. :)&lt;br /&gt;so after mass-and our failed attempt to make daniel come- we went to the bus station and waited. flery ann was there too, but she was with her mother. i asked precious why she didn't have her boyfriend with her[her mom knows. lol]. and she just said that she didn't know. i asked tessa and she said that he didn't say he wanted to come. hah! in yer face betch! he doesn't like you no more! all that walking you home and chocolates everyday was nothing. it was just for show. and, and somebody told me that flery ann was planning on breaking up with him after their monthsary. haha. then this afternoon, tessa and i made a bet that they wouldn't last a month and a week. xDD&lt;br /&gt;so, when we got on the bus and i passed her, i walked a bit slowly and tried staring at her real bad but she looked away cause she prolly realized that that's what i'm gonna do to her every time our eyes would meet. lol&lt;br /&gt;we arrived an hour later and got down at kcc. we went to the cinemas to check movie schedules.. we were an hour late for the second screening.. so we decided to have lunch first then watch. i didn't have lunch, i just went to the department store cause there was a sale. :)) the watch isn't there anymore, and the black jeans that i liked weren't, either. boo-hoo. but i got to buy a top though. lol&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went to the food court to meet them people and waited.. but they were so slow.. so i decided to window-shop na lang.. then at 12, i went back and they were just finished. so we went to buy tickets na.. anna and christian[and they did] and me wanted to watch prom night, while the others wanted to watch a very special love. i've seen prom night already, but i was sure that avsl was full, cause it was a sunday and all.. but tessa was forcing me to watch avsl.. so i walked to the other line.. damnit! i'm NEVER, ever! gonna watch a fil movie in cinemas anymore! we sat up front. or should i say, down front? yeah. on the very first row. it was the worst hour of my life.&lt;br /&gt;but the movie was fun though.. it was nice to see a fil romantic comedy without all the disgusting kissing scenes. hah.&lt;br /&gt;after  the movie, i went to fit mart with emerson cause he asked me to pick out a necklace for vanessa e. on her birthday. sweet, huh? lolz. omgosh. i hope she likes it. she should! or else i'm dead. xD&lt;br /&gt;idk why i'm feeling all happy about it-about the thought that flery ann and arnem aren't working out at all. i mean, i shouldn't care, shouldn't i? i don't care about james anymore. and i regret liking him in the first place! and mk.. i see him as nothing more than a friend. john.. well, john is a nobody to me now. but why do i care now? why? i'm so stupid. darn it. i thought i was doing so well. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKFqaxUB9HI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DDZZ7iIsBKQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKFqaxUB9HI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DDZZ7iIsBKQ/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233581250127721586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-940552692990906507?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/940552692990906507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=940552692990906507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/940552692990906507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/940552692990906507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/meanie-me.html' title='meanie me.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKFqaxUB9HI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DDZZ7iIsBKQ/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1691795085247120210</id><published>2008-08-07T18:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:21:18.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flerida is still a bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="338" src="http://i33.tinypic.com/jkg429.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;my copy of new moon has just arrived today cause my mom had to wait for her glasses to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking dawn is killing me! ampft. i'm still waiting for the good part. i'm reading an ebook from Greysh- the book i ordered hasn't arrived yet. it was supposed to arrive today.. if the seller used air21. but she didn't. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams won't be next week.. they're gonna be on 20th-22nd. haha. woo-hoo! three days na! lolz. we had a recollection yesterday, but i didn't attend. i'm not really into those &lt;i&gt;imagine your father lying on his deathbed, what will you say?&lt;/i&gt; stuff. i got my red shirt today,i was the only one with stars on my name. my number was 01[edward's year], because someone else had 18. pero it is still hideous! i refuse to wear it! but, but... i must. urgh.. or else Mayor Ray would kill me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;flery ann is stupid. she's telling me that she doesn't like it when i ignore her but when i try to be nice to her, she's being awkward and walks away. and then she starts telling people &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i'm &lt;/span&gt;mad at &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;betch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you're probably wondering why i'm not as masipag as i promised in blogging anymore, that's cause nothing's up. nothing interesting. even &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; can't believe &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;. but it's pretty cool, cause all i ever worry about is school and clothes. [x33]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everybody in class is having a great "love life" right now. although i miss mine, i'm enjoying being single. haha.. this is starting to get weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2liivjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&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/6777474458857138109-1691795085247120210?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1691795085247120210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1691795085247120210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1691795085247120210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1691795085247120210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/flerida-is-still-bitch.html' title='flerida is still a bitch.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/jkg429_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4025611865018346129</id><published>2008-08-04T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:46:15.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>omgeez people!! i cannot wait!! shet. i absolutely cannot wait! mom's coming back tomorrow and she's gonna bring me my New Moon!! xDD and i bought a copy of Breaking Dawn on eBay and it's arriving any time during this week! haha. i used so many exclamation points already, but i'm just freaking excited! waahhh! i can't wait to get my hands on BD!!! pwaha. i might have to bring BD to school again, cause i'd be so caught up with reading again. darn it. i'm gonna be soo distracted with twilight this week. and i think our exams are gonna be next week. ampft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday i went to marbel with fadur and valerie to buy shoes, and i went to penshoppe to buy the watch na but the saleslady said they ran out of stock daw. i was so devastated. i mean, they don't make them anymore so how can i possibly get one now?! kainis.&lt;br /&gt;i already talked to vanessa E. and she said that we were gonna go to marbel [again] on aug.10 to watch a very special love. i'm not gonna watch, because i've had enough of those type of movies. haha. i'm just gonna look around while waiting for them to finish. i don't want to spend the money i saved for the watch eh, cause who knows? by some miracle maybe they would have them again. ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SJbLKTEfO4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/TIJHBdn8v7Q/s1600-h/bite+me.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SJbLKTEfO4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/TIJHBdn8v7Q/s320/bite+me.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230591395015637890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4025611865018346129?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4025611865018346129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4025611865018346129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4025611865018346129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4025611865018346129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SJbLKTEfO4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/TIJHBdn8v7Q/s72-c/bite+me.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-9168016602342073343</id><published>2008-07-28T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:12:26.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't think of a title.</title><content type='html'>ugh. i wish we wore short sleeves everyday. the weather's pretty crazy these days. it would be so freaking hot from 10-3 and it would rain really hard around 4. and because of this, we couldn't get started on our games for the intrams. hmpft..&lt;br /&gt;july 31[thurs] is the nutrition month culmination day.&lt;br /&gt;then august 2, that's when breaking dawn comes out.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm going to marbel with some friends to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a very special love&lt;/span&gt;. haha..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not really gonna watch.. i'm planning to buy shoes and a watch. but i'm not sure about the shoes part, cause i haven't asked daddy for money yet. lol&lt;br /&gt;then aug 9th is juniors' day.. and the week after that is quarter exam. gulp!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not joining any activities on thursday. i don't think i'm even coming..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today didn't go so well.&lt;br /&gt;[haha. i finally memorized my monday schedule!]&lt;br /&gt;i went to school around 7:15 but it was good that we had a rosary, kaya i wasn't listed late.&lt;br /&gt;for araling panlipunan, we wasted prolly 30mins for checking seat works that we did while our teacher was  out and the other 30 mins discussing India's civilization. Klier and I were pretty tired, so we both slept until the next period. lolz&lt;br /&gt;we woke up around recess and chatted with everyone. our section doesn't really have recess. 'cause 1) we're all saving up for something; 2) we're at the 3rd floor so it's pretty tiring to go down and 3) some of us are on diets.haha only the underweight kids go to recess.. haha&lt;br /&gt;then we had english, and i tried my best not to sleep cause we were having an activity about multiple intelligence. we were asked to look at different pictures and i took so long to look at this picture i didn't understand, and i ended up being the only person to choose this picture and i had to explain it. i later realized that it was four people dancing. i don't even like dancing! so my report was pretty crappy. lolz&lt;br /&gt;for chemistry, i wasn't so sleepy anymore, so i tried to participate..but whenever i would raise my hand my chem teacher never called me so i gave up. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pm. &lt;/span&gt;we had geometry first, and my group was reporting. i helped make the report and anna was doing the reporting. i listened. i even asked a couple of questions. so when i was writing something and i asked my classmate for his correction fluid, ma'am paclibar looked at me and said "vanessa, kung ayaw mong makinig sa geometry lumabas ka na lang". what the?!&lt;br /&gt;geez.. geometry is pretty okay, but with a teacher like her who hates me for some reason i don't know.. i'm so gonna fail! grrrrr! so during religion and pehm, i wasn't in a pretty good mood cause of what happened and my teachers weren't so nice to me as well. darn it, i wish tomorrow would go better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SI2pbivgEEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Fl5kng57Z4w/s1600-h/z133444225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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and &lt;'s would disappear. gets? lol  so here's what i can recall: when daniel found out that i liked stitch/james, he told me that he was ugly, stupid, too young and everything and that he was a terrible replacement for arnem. hah. i'm already over him naman, it's just that i am so easily affected with everything daniel says. so all night that night i thought about what he said and started not to like stitch. so when i found out that he likes me likes me, i freaked; 'cause (1) i just liked him. and (2) i didn't like him anymore. haha i told Klier about it and she thought i was crazy. lollerz. it just didn't feel right, him liking me more than he should that it was already disgusting.. so i did it. i tried to look like the one "right" in the situation, but he thought it was something else and started saying sorry and stuff. eiiwwww. gotta go, i have to watch this rubik's cube video on youtube. :)   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SIbzs1uVbqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/uOKlwnK2HX8/s1600-h/38856c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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"Andale, Lim.. gusto ko pag math maghiwalay kayo. ang ingay-ingay niyo. lagi nalang kayo ang nirereklamo ko kay ma'am bermejo. bahala kayong maghanap ng uupuan niyo, basta ayokong makitang magkatabi kayo sa period ko." geez. whatever woman! i hate you more anyway. she is worse than my biology, ap 2 and english 1 teachers combined! grrr...&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't able to update over the weekend cause i went somewhere.. so, my uncle saw me and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;uncle: vanessa, anong height mo?&lt;br /&gt;me: 4'11 po..&lt;br /&gt;uncle: pano ka papasok ng pmma kung ganyan?&lt;br /&gt;me: wala na nga pong pag-asa.. ni hindi man lang ako maka-nursing kasi di pa ako 5&lt;/blockquote&gt;nursing is actually out of the question, because i personally think that by the time i step into college, there would be enough nurses and it takes forever to get a visa and everything. my grandfather also asked me what course i was planning to take.. curse sleepless nights and coffee! i can't get a good job out of my stupid height! &lt;blockquote&gt; me: james, alisin mo nga yang nasa braso mo![he had my name henna-ed on his arm. lol]&lt;br /&gt;james: no, i wanna show you how much i love you. [i know, eeewwwww!]&lt;br /&gt;me: uh, di mo ba naaalala yung deal natin? nagpromise ka baya na wag ka magkaganyan.. kainis ka.&lt;br /&gt;james: di ko kasi mapigilan van [stop reading whenever you want! this gets grosser by the second. haha]&lt;br /&gt;me: ano ka man ah,. nagpromise ka baya. bahala ka jan. ayoko na.&lt;br /&gt;james: ayaw mo na sakin?&lt;br /&gt;i wanted so bad to say yes.. but i was being nice. haha&lt;br /&gt;me: baka kasi masaktan ka..&lt;br /&gt;james: dahil ba pangit ako?&lt;br /&gt;OO! ampangit mo! mukha kang unggoy!&lt;br /&gt;me: hindi ah.. grabe ka naman.. basta.. kalimutan mo na ako.. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;james: sige ah. walang pansinan. kalimutan mo na ako.. wag mo na akong isipin.&lt;br /&gt;duh! i stopped thinking about you weeks ago dumbass!&lt;br /&gt;me: sorry. [haha. that's me trying to be nice]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! and what's worse, he ACTUALLY THINKS i'm hurt! i am NOT! it was a freaking crush and he immediately thought i liked him liked him! disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;now he's asking all my friends to tell me he's sorry. urgh. go fuck yourself, loser!&lt;br /&gt;gotta go, i have to find a new layout. ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SIRz52kd0qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9ZaOUzocQ6E/s1600-h/th_z121384137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SIRz52kd0qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9ZaOUzocQ6E/s320/th_z121384137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225428905394819746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5603720310662335851?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5603720310662335851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5603720310662335851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5603720310662335851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5603720310662335851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-heartbreak-just-hate.html' title='no heartbreak, just hate.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SIRz52kd0qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9ZaOUzocQ6E/s72-c/th_z121384137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1849920253952660416</id><published>2008-07-12T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:58:55.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake.</title><content type='html'>exams na sa thursday and friday, and i need to study. we watched hide and seek in school last friday, and we're supposed to write the plot and the message of the movie. i'm already done with the plot part, but i can't figure out what the message is.. my ideas are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when your dad starts calling himself charlie at 2am, kills animals and pushes your neighbor out the window and forgets about it in the morning, tell him what's up &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never play hide and seek with strangers who look like your dad. &lt;/span&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;geometry sucks. we're doing measurements and solving them using algebra. &gt;_&lt;. and i think you all know how stupid i am when it comes to algebra.&lt;br /&gt; yeys! yeys! it finally pushed through! we're gonna wear jerseys during intrams! mwahahaha. what will i have written at the back, you ask? why, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mrs. cullen &lt;/span&gt;of course! haha.&lt;br /&gt;guess what came in the mail last Monday and Tuesday!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SHhHlU8Qk0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fUUdn77QHcU/s1600-h/Image010%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SHhHlU8Qk0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fUUdn77QHcU/s320/Image010%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222002474538275650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too bad i'm not allowed to read it until the exams are over.. hmpft.&lt;br /&gt;bought it off ebay. i'm still looking for New Moon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;btw, bad habits do die hard! i drank 3 cups of coffee for two days. tsk, tsk. there goes my dream of reaching 5'10! haha.&lt;br /&gt;short update lang yun.. marami pa kasi akong dapat gawin eh.. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SHhNg6n-IfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/O3BunFglTUA/s1600-h/coffee+is+love.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SHhNg6n-IfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/O3BunFglTUA/s320/coffee+is+love.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222008995824148978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1849920253952660416?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1849920253952660416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1849920253952660416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1849920253952660416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1849920253952660416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-be-your-best-kept-secret-and-your.html' title='i&apos;ll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SHhHlU8Qk0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fUUdn77QHcU/s72-c/Image010%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3909289088501747833</id><published>2008-07-02T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:16:25.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday post!</title><content type='html'>i didn't do pehm last monday cause i got too lazy and my &lt;s&gt;dazzling&lt;/s&gt; teacher got mad at me. T__T&lt;br /&gt;so the other day i asked mother to buy me jogging pants and rubber shoes for pehm cause she had gone to davao yesterday, but she didn't make it back to tacurong in time for my pehm class, so while everyone was getting dressed for pe, i was scheming how to get my teacher not to notice me. it wasn't so good, but it worked! haha. i sat on the wall, while being covered by some classmates. and when they went downstairs to jog[i think], i sneaked through the back door and went to the girls' bathroom to hide. when the coast was clear, i went to the library. am i good or what? haha.. sir defiño didn't even notice that i was gone! chyeaa. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my no-cheating policy, i'm happy to report that there has been some progress going on. i study now, and i hardly watch television or go online. and, i get good grades! i think my lowest was 8/10. ;) but..  the other night, i wasn't feeling so good.. i didn't get to make my homework and so i went to school early the next day to copy someone else's. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is pretty much fine, except for the fact that we have to use cursive writing for chemistry and geometry. and oh, i almost forgot to mention that most of our teachers check notebooks before they would sign our clearances. that means we have to copy everything they write, draw or post on the board.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lessons are okay. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to hate computer. we were doing this visual basic thingy on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; quarter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt;-ring. and i can't even understand the codes! as in you can't read them. unlike in html. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmpft&lt;/span&gt;. i can't wait to be a senior. we're building web sites. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;arnem&lt;/span&gt; is courting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;flery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt;. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt; seen this coming! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i posting on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; is "shortened time" day. lunch break is 11:40 and dismissal is at 3:30.&lt;br /&gt;2. we weren't given any quizzes, projects or assignments. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/w97iq0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3909289088501747833?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3909289088501747833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3909289088501747833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3909289088501747833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3909289088501747833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-post.html' title='wednesday post!'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/w97iq0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1871552740782082987</id><published>2008-06-29T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:13:48.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy again.</title><content type='html'>one post per week. ;(&lt;br /&gt;i miss blogging.. but i have to stick to my goal: higher grades. and this time, i have to do it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but i have another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;.. how am i supposed to focus and study, when my old seatmate from sophomore year is my seatmate again? [grammar, i know.]&lt;br /&gt;she is soo dependent. and one time i was studying for this quiz and stressing about my new no-cheating policy.. she was all.. "magbago ka na van? sus.. di na ako magbago.." and it's so irritating. i mean.. to think, she cheats ALL THE TIME yet she makes it to the top 10 and i barely make it to top 20! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever, honesty is still the best policy. [vanessa, isthatchoo!? xp]&lt;br /&gt;we're having a quiz tomorrow, and i haven't finished studying yet. and.. we're having pe! urgh. i suck at pe! &gt;.&lt; we're doing sit-ups and stuffs. kainis talaga. hmpft.&lt;br /&gt;i'm PRO at YFC. it's not much of a responsibility.. but it's still PRO. ;]&lt;br /&gt;quizzes, notes, group work, homework, and that investigatory project for sophomore year that has come back to haunt us. lolz. i'm busy again! chyeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SGcZzSJy1AI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fAtFZTnCUoQ/s1600-h/z101693485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SGcZzSJy1AI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fAtFZTnCUoQ/s320/z101693485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217167062168949762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1871552740782082987?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1871552740782082987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1871552740782082987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1871552740782082987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1871552740782082987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-again.html' title='busy again.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SGcZzSJy1AI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fAtFZTnCUoQ/s72-c/z101693485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-9154201937969495006</id><published>2008-06-20T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:36:22.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections...'/><title type='text'>i could get used to this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;last post: june 12. sorry.. ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so okay., here's what's kept me busy: [a.k.a the real reason behind my horrible eye bags and three humongous zits.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the elections were very disappointing. anna ran for p.r.o. and shariah ran for something else. during the general rally, rea and i planned about forming a party for the class officers' election.. i was the pro. then, the election.. only myka won from the other party which was a real bummer.. so after they lost[haha] shariah took my position and ran for PRO. the party was called lakers, which i came up with to mock boston fans. lolz. see, we thought that if lakers would lose against the celtics on court, maybe they would win on the election. so this time anna ran for governor[note: she is a transferee. xD] and she didn't have an opponent. klier ran for treasurer and she too, didn't have an opponent. the other party was called unique-i totally thought they'd be calling themselves boston or celtics.- and their vice governor came from our section, and he cried during his speech. resulting to 206 votes and the rest of his partymates' victory. no offense to the lower sections, but they're not capable of being good officers! well, some of them. lolz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for the academics, i like almost all my teachers. except for ma'am paclibar[geometry] and sir garcia[chemistry]. because (1)the subjects they teach, (2)the way they teach and (3)their attitudes. i'm having a bit of a hard time with pehm, because my pe teacher dazzles me. well, almost. xDD he has this soothing voice and sleepy, sultry eyes. haha. xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep is terrible. i'm not used to carrying heavy bags, so i don't bring notebooks. i would just bring an intermediate pad and write everything there, and rewrite at night. by the way, i wite really slow in front of the tv. lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well at least i've got something to keep me busy, i only go online for like an hour on weekdays. and we clean after class pa, which really sucks for me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to get used to this.. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214188729279627186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SFyFBfiOv7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/RFTDgYK74Nw/s320/z136818667.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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/6777474458857138109-9154201937969495006?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/9154201937969495006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=9154201937969495006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/9154201937969495006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/9154201937969495006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-could-get-used-to-this.html' title='i could get used to this.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SFyFBfiOv7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/RFTDgYK74Nw/s72-c/z136818667.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3815467443687440619</id><published>2008-06-12T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:40:21.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>takbo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;fudge ah. matagal ko na talagang pinapangarap na maging Supreme Student Council PRO, tapos ngayon. Si Anna pala.. Nakakainis. Di naman ako pwedeng umeksena sa kabilang partido kasi puros 4th years ang nandun. Manalo man siya o hindi, sigurado nang matatalo ako next year if ever tatakbo ako. Kasi ipapatakbo nanaman daw siya next year, kaya parang kilala na siya ng students. automatic talo na ako niyan. magaling pa naman din siya. pinagkukumpara na nga kami eh. fudge daniel ah... natameme lahat ng maiingay kanina nung nagspeech si Anna. di naman sa insecure ako sa kanya or anything, pero there goes my dream. *sobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;naiinis din ako sa ibang tao ngayon. english ng english. hello, pilipino ka 'no! ang arte-arte mo naman. matamaan na ang matamaan.. basta. oo, nag-eenglish nga ako. pero marunong rin naman akong magtagalog. ewan ko ba kung bakit ako nagkakaganito. bad trip lang siguro ako, kasi nilipat ako ng bago naming teacher ng upuan na tahimik na nga ako.. sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nga pala, nung hapon ng first day ko, nag-resign yung adviser namin. kahapon lang namin nalaman. at least hindi plastic 'tong teacher namin ngayon. chyeaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210927372189187986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SFDu1hmyP5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/d5Kl9994y_c/s320/myspace_school_icons_24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3815467443687440619?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3815467443687440619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3815467443687440619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3815467443687440619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3815467443687440619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/takbo.html' title='takbo.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SFDu1hmyP5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/d5Kl9994y_c/s72-c/myspace_school_icons_24.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-107163241115128007</id><published>2008-06-10T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:24:46.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edward's so hot he can set a house on fire. [first day of hell]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;fudge it. because of saturday night's incident, my sleeping habits had gone much worse. during the summer, i would fall asleep at around 12-1am[after watching lizzie mcquire reruns and everyday italian.lol] but for three nights in a row, i would still be wide awake at 3-4 in the morning.. so much for my bedtime plan this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day. dun dun dun dunnnn... i made it! i'm so grateful! xDD i was jumping up and down. lol. but valerie didn't. so she had to bring dad to school to talk to the principal to have her transferred.. we have a transferee, she's anna. i've heard so much about her, and i have met her before and she's really nice. kaso, i feel uncomfortable cause she's so silent and nobody talks to her so much. i'm not the friendly type so i'm just crossing my fingers that she would &lt;em&gt;break out if her shell &lt;/em&gt;or something. lol. our classrooms suck! i'm still on the 3rd floor. together with the freaking freshmen. and the other half of the juniors are on the 2nd floor. &lt;em&gt;gulp.&lt;/em&gt; j u n i o r. we had our usual orientation this morning, and it was okay. tessa's my seatmate again, and when we went to class we were on the first row but we got transferred to the back row, below the electric fan. yeahuh! lolz. we just had some rules and introduction stuffs. nothing new. i know all of my classmates anyway. i can't believe i've totally moved on with arnem. when i saw him today, the butterflies were gone! i just saw him as another classmate, and that's freaking awesome. we didn't talk, but i'm glad we didn't feel awkward around eachother. ^^ during lunch, i went out with tessa to an internet cafe, then i lost track of time and when i got home, my mother was freaking mad. urghh. we had more orientations during the afternoon, i just sat on the floor and slept. anna was laughing, but i was to sleepy to look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to stitch! lolz. &lt;s&gt;drumroll, please.&lt;/s&gt; when it comes to these things, i absolutely hate it when i'm right. and lately, i've noticed that i always am! grr... but we made a deal. he's one of my very few good friends and i told him that i didn't want things to get awkward or anything and that i didn't want this to ruin our friendship. i mean, look at arnem and me. and that other guy from my old blog.[haha] so we're good now. he asked me to help him make Lilo jealous, but i said no.(of course) see, that's how arnem and i got way closer, [i made this girl crushing on him jealous and he made this guy crushing on me jealous too]and i didn't want to take any risks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know it's pretty late, but whatevs. i still think robi deserved to win. not the money, but as teen big winner. haha. Ejay, you have wayyyyyyy big shoes to fill. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210181128214851138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SE5IIaKwrkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RSveIqn7T_c/s320/z38651462.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/6777474458857138109-107163241115128007?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/107163241115128007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=107163241115128007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/107163241115128007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/107163241115128007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/edwards-so-hot-he-can-set-house-on-fire.html' title='edward&apos;s so hot he can set a house on fire. [first day of hell]'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SE5IIaKwrkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RSveIqn7T_c/s72-c/z38651462.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1985733841805881502</id><published>2008-06-08T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:35:10.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumbo i am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty bummed about the fact that i update less and less, but i really want to make up for that. i'm getting more and more upset with my sister cause i keep asking her if she ordered my book yet, but she keeps ignoring me which is even worse cause i just can't wait anymore. i want that book so bad na. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. school's on tuesday and i don't think i'm so excited anymore. lolz. last year i've been pretty lazy so my grades got lower. i really hope i'm still on the first section this year. as in really hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other day i hung out with rd, jassen and sim and we went to this department store to buy some "battery fans" for school. lolz. you have no idea how hot it is in my school.long sleeves+super crowded gym+super hot weather. &gt;.&lt;. we wanted to go to this other department store but rd's bodyguard said he was getting tired and she's not allowed to go anywhere in tacurong without her freaking bodyguard so we just went back to her house and ate halo-halo and played neighbors from hell on her laptop. haha. then, we went upstairs to see her room which she cleaned by herself[lol] and watched el cuerpo. haha. i like that show a lot. hella fun. ^^ then after the show sim and jassen went home and rd slept and i got online and talked to stitch. fudge, he has a new crush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: ha? pa'no na si Lilo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stitch: i have no feelings for her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: impossible. sabi mo love mo siya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stitch: dati yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: sino ba yang babaeng yan? for sure mas maganda yan si Lilo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stitch: sabihin ko lang sa'yo sa personal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damnit, i hate myself. i swear, i would kill myself if it was me. there was more to that convo but that's like the so-short version. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i thinking it's me, you ask? one. he put me on his featured friends before his other best friend. and two. he's being too nice. it's not enough proof, but i really hope it's not me. i suck. T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;last night was terrible. or maybe really early this morning. Valerie and i couldn't sleep so we decided to just chat and draw our houses for the sims[lol]. so while we were talking, i kind of saw some shadow walk past the windows but i shrugged it off thinking it was my imagination or just some cat. but then i saw it pass again so i looked out the window and saw this guy hiding. and i hate myself for just staring at him, and not even yelling at him or anything to make him leave. then i saw him talk to someone at the other side of the fence and all i said was "psst!!". and then i saw him lift my bike over the fence and his accomplice rode it and they ran. it all happened so fast but i know i could've stopped them, i should have. i absolutely hate myself for being so fucking helpless and stupid. you're prolly thinking it was just a bike, but whatever. it has sentimental value. it has this basket thing in front and I'm afraid they would come back and take some more stuffs and use the bike for a faster getaway. fuckkkkkkkkk.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209364440489035762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SEthW7Tmh_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ObIhLyrwLtA/s320/fallingforyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1985733841805881502?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1985733841805881502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1985733841805881502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1985733841805881502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1985733841805881502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/dumbo-i-am.html' title='dumbo i am.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SEthW7Tmh_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ObIhLyrwLtA/s72-c/fallingforyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-521724408594971237</id><published>2008-06-02T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:53:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd die without you here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;'Cause I am Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;The neutral starts here&lt;br /&gt;I'm gray matter&lt;br /&gt;Between a field of red&lt;br /&gt;and a river of sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm content to be the middle of&lt;br /&gt;my two loves&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke. i gave all my money to my sister who's going to davao later to buy me a new bag or a twilight book.&lt;br /&gt;another reason why i absolutely cannot wait for school: allowance. i need money na. i have to buy all three books. ;]&lt;br /&gt;something's wrong with me again.. i don't know what. i want to vent. uugghhh.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least twilight's there to keep me sane. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i think i maybe the last twilight fan to have heard of &lt;a href="http://thebellacullenproject.com/index.cfm"&gt;the bella cullen project&lt;/a&gt;, but whatever. they rawk my socks. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. please sign the twilight petition &lt;a href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/twilight39s-movie-release-in-the-philippines"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.. thanks! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/20rp9py.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6777474458857138109-521724408594971237?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/521724408594971237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=521724408594971237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/521724408594971237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/521724408594971237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/id-die-without-you-here.html' title='I&apos;d die without you here.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/20rp9py_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1109755472980967179</id><published>2008-05-30T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:33:40.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fudge.</title><content type='html'>last night i went out with my mother cause she was gonna play badminton and i saw him there but we didn't talk very much cause he was playing badminton with his brother. so i just talked to the girl he's inlove with. lol. let's call her Lilo. i tried to talk to her as casual as i could about Stitch but, no luck. grrr&lt;br /&gt;see, Lilo is mad at Stitch and he says he has know freaking idea why, but her friends say he knows! urrgh.. why am i in this mess?! now stitch is mad at me because i won't tell him what i found out from Lilo which is nothing and he won't believe me! damnit. i suck.&lt;br /&gt;so today is friday, may 30. and next week is already june and i am freaking excited for school to start! [June 10] haha. summer is getting boring na.. i already have my school supplies and later tonight i'm gonna wrap my books and notebooks. or maybe nextime. haha. i might go online again, if my sister permits. my sisters are here in tacurong and they're soo loud and bossy eh, but i still love it when they're here. :D&lt;br /&gt;i went on ebay last night and saw this twilight book for only $1.50 so i immediately placed my bid. but then when i saw the shipping cost, my jaw dropped(lol i just typed draw jopped. xDD). 20 freaking dollars! argh! i really, really hope i get outbid... or else i'm dead. huhu&lt;br /&gt;you people write long posts. forgive me, i don't have a life which is why i have little things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have money anymore. i checked my wallet and all i got is 700 pesos and i still have to buy a bag. fudge it. i wish i still had my summer job. if only..whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SD_lWG_mY-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XKFhiOZMTds/s1600-h/z36226372.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SD_lWG_mY-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XKFhiOZMTds/s320/z36226372.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206131862260835298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1109755472980967179?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1109755472980967179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1109755472980967179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1109755472980967179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1109755472980967179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/fudge.html' title='fudge.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SD_lWG_mY-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XKFhiOZMTds/s72-c/z36226372.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5009956066929523007</id><published>2008-05-28T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:50:49.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;haha. thanks to my dear friend whom stitch* talked to over the phone the other night, he doesn't think it's me anymore! [jumps up and down]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;marbel was freaking fun. i went with myka, jassen, sim and valerie. others were supposed to come too, including stitch but we couldn't contact them and he said that 8am was too early for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought some notebooks and i saw this friend of my mother's who valerie and i are kind of close with.. so he gave us extra money. yeashh! so i bought new jeans while the four of them watched a movie. they watched ikaw pa rin- the one with ai ai delas alas. good thing i didn't watch it- it was corny &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt;. plus, i enjoy shopping alone more. ;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we did some tm[trouble making] at the school supplies section of kcc. i can't elaborate cause it's kind of embarrassing but it was hella fun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;about the diet thing, i tried laxatives and they worked...at first. cause then after a couple of days i stopped losing weight. &gt;.&lt;   *why stitch? because he had this thing sticking out at the back of his cell and i was like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uy, ano &lt;/span&gt;'to?" and he was all "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si stitch man yan..&lt;/span&gt;". the end. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/10duuc6.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5009956066929523007?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5009956066929523007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5009956066929523007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5009956066929523007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5009956066929523007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/stitch.html' title='stitch.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/10duuc6_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3289651820914350472</id><published>2008-05-26T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:40:32.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>i guess i can't leave my blog. so yeah, i'll blog again. but i can't promise that i'm gonna update everyday or comment your blogs[links] all the time. but i'm still gonna read your posts. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;so why haven't i been going online as often as i used to anymore?&lt;br /&gt;as i said in my older posts, i come from a broken family and i'm having drama with them again. so, the computer is at my father's and i stay at my mother's, and i can't go to my father's anymore. so that's the short story version. greysh knows the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm going to marbel to buy some school supplies with my yfc barkada[haha]. last friday and saturday we had a provincial youth conference which was supposed to end on sunday but there was gonna be a wedding that day at the venue, so we left at saturday. it was fun, but not as fun as the one last year, there weren't much people there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang hindi &lt;/span&gt;provincial youth conference&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, parang &lt;/span&gt;youth camp&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lang. &lt;/span&gt;and they told us to wear casual there so i wore a freaking dress[ack!]. i look terrible in dresses. i decided i'm not gonna go to prom this year, i know it's a long way to go before february, but i just don't want to go. haha. so anyway, they said there was gonna be a red carpet and everything, but there wasn't, err.&lt;br /&gt;school is only a couple of weeks away and i absolutely can't wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things are bothering me right now, and one of them is my weight again. grrrr..  we don't have a scale at mom's but i swear that i have gained 5 more pounds! ack. i need tips, i look terrible. even my clothes don't fit me anymore. urrghhhh. &gt;.&lt; i have a new crush! haha. he didn't come to pyc cause he hada badminton tournament so last night, i went to the gym and chatted with him, we played this guessing game about our crushes and i think he knows that i've got a crush on him now.  i can be so stupid. more details next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/28wcak5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3289651820914350472?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3289651820914350472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3289651820914350472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3289651820914350472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3289651820914350472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/28wcak5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6120660831032463643</id><published>2008-05-12T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:41:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fudge school.</title><content type='html'>i can't believe i'm updating. i think there's something wrong with me. when i want to update, i can't. but when i seriously don't want to, here i am.. typing. i bet greysh/alice cullen would find it difficult to foresee my future because of all these things i suddenly do out of the blue. like yesterday, i already told myself never to like a friend more than a friend, but it just happened. argh. i hate myself. lolz. so yeah, i have a new crush. and it's not the head-over-heels crush like what i had last time, now it's just erm, i always look for him, i love talking to him yet i feel totally uneasy around him or something.  what the hell am i saying? o__O&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning fourteen soon, i should be more mature now. hahaha. so, valerie and i went to school today to enroll and we were already on step 5, then i got a number from the guard to pay at the cashier. i got number 185 then i turned to that board thingy, 94 pa lang, and there was only one cashier. [grrrr] so valerie's coming back tomorrow early to wait again. i'm getting a new id this year, but my hair sucks right now and i would hate looking at my face like that for the rest of junior year so i might not do it nalang. or, i could make valerie pose for me. haha. that's what we used to do when we were kids, cause i always get her photo on my id and vice versa. haha. btw, turns out our school starts on the 9th, not the 2nd! chyeaa.&lt;br /&gt;i told you link people i would comment, but i'm too busy with reading eclipse, i don't even reply to me friendster comments as often anymore.. maybe after chapter 5, i would do it na. [crosses fingers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. from now on, i would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; have a title and an icon at the bottom for every post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SCf0CHWlY2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/R6d3OrkS3jc/s1600-h/walk+it.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SCf0CHWlY2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/R6d3OrkS3jc/s320/walk+it.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199392611993215842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6120660831032463643?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6120660831032463643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6120660831032463643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6120660831032463643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6120660831032463643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/fudge-school.html' title='fudge school.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SCf0CHWlY2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/R6d3OrkS3jc/s72-c/walk+it.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-2863549410288978269</id><published>2008-05-06T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:29:12.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tinatamad nanaman akong mag.blog</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i last posted a real post, cause i have been too lazy to post. we broke up, i dunno if i should be happy or not, but whatever. the feeling was already gone when it happened. pero like the quote, i'm scared that it would all come back when we see each other. geez.&lt;br /&gt;just like mina, we had a reunion. haha. but ours had more girls in it. there were 4 or 6 guys there but they left early so there were two of them left... see, one of my girl ex-classmates is leaving for new jersey soon, so we decided to get together and hang out. so after the third mass last sunday, we met at church. then walked all the way to new rosario to pick up kristan, arvin and ron-ron[lol]. my gawd, it was so fudging hot. good thing i was wearing a white top or all the sweat would show. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;then, we ate at beaux while waiting for the boys who went to ron-ron's cause they watched the boxing thing on abs.[lol] just when we were about to text them for the nth time, they came! lolz. so patrice and i went to ayessa's dentist and waited for her braces to get done while the others were at this internet cafe. after some time, pat  &amp;amp; i decided to go to the cafe as well and yeye texted us that she was done, so we all went straight to her house. on the way to her place i saw their car parked at the hospital pa so i thought they stopped over or something.. i was right! lolz. we went to their house and she wasn't even there yet. hmpft.&lt;br /&gt;so we waited a bit for her to get home and we watched television and made kwento and stuff.. when she got home, we had lunch and continued to watch more tv and talked and talked. it was fun. ;]&lt;br /&gt;around 3-4, we went to the park and walked around and sat. lol. people around us were eating and stuffs and we didn't have anything so we were all, "wow!  braces! burger naman jannn!" at yeye. haha. then around 5, we all went home. the end. haha&lt;br /&gt;nakakatawa pa nga is chin-chin[the one leaving] wasn’t able to come. haha ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2ed14w2.jpg" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the two g?ys i was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/kbcf21.jpg" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had the worst poses evah. 10 seconds aren't enough for me to think of poses that were goofy enough. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this would be my last post for this month, I suppose. I’m too lazy to update nga. but don’t worry, I’ll be checking up[and commenting] on your sites as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/14vmycw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-2863549410288978269?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2863549410288978269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=2863549410288978269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2863549410288978269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2863549410288978269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/05/tinatamad-nanaman-akong-magblog.html' title='tinatamad nanaman akong mag.blog'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2ed14w2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6615457578747890995</id><published>2008-04-28T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:24:06.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://superherokidd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nica&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ugliieduckliing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about himself/herself.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bloggers tagged need to write ten things and post the rules.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the blog, you need to choose ten people you're going to tag and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't forget to comment to their site that they're tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I get over break-ups easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I read harry potter in school and textbooks at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Big Fish is my all-time favorite movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am addicted to Nutella and Krispy Kreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I get bored easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm horrible at reading aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have OCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I don't text much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I eat isaw, but not dinuguan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I get mad easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: anyone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBV4vKXePgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UHXrzKbQ1NI/s1600-h/q56496844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBV4vKXePgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UHXrzKbQ1NI/s320/q56496844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194190496873725442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6615457578747890995?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6615457578747890995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6615457578747890995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6615457578747890995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6615457578747890995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='tagged.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBV4vKXePgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UHXrzKbQ1NI/s72-c/q56496844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1160825565510836684</id><published>2008-04-27T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:52:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had my post here, but it got deleted somehow. oh well. lolz. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD7KXePfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/E9zkfWdJ6YI/s1600-h/z139850013.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD7KXePfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/E9zkfWdJ6YI/s320/z139850013.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193921322683350514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be with someone who knows what they have&lt;br /&gt;When they have you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD7KXePeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3AKSgyj1tu4/s1600-h/q80063804.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD7KXePeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3AKSgyj1tu4/s320/q80063804.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193921322683350498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;One of the hardest moments in life is&lt;br /&gt;deciding whether you should give up, or try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD6aXePbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i6hY81RBlX8/s1600-h/q5340688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD6aXePbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/i6hY81RBlX8/s320/q5340688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193921309798448562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; People think that if you love&lt;br /&gt;somebody hard enough, then everything&lt;br /&gt;is going to work out. People are wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD66XePdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/N_A7Vnvlvwg/s1600-h/q105422536.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD66XePdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/N_A7Vnvlvwg/s320/q105422536.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193921318388383186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Always remember, when the pain of holding on is&lt;br /&gt;greater than the pain of letting go, it's time to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD6qXePcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/m9b03EZbDns/s1600-h/q36074043.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD6qXePcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/m9b03EZbDns/s320/q36074043.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193921314093415874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the &lt;u&gt;end&lt;/u&gt; of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you can either&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on what`s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;tearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you &lt;u&gt;apart&lt;/u&gt;, or&lt;br /&gt;what`s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;holding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1160825565510836684?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1160825565510836684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1160825565510836684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1160825565510836684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1160825565510836684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-broke-up-with-him-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SBSD7KXePfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/E9zkfWdJ6YI/s72-c/z139850013.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1704298175875988538</id><published>2008-04-22T14:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:13:53.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SA2J1qXePZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3SCk8i9piVI/s1600-h/BLAIR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SA2J1qXePZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3SCk8i9piVI/s320/BLAIR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191957500426861970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hey guys, what's up? yes, gossip girl is back and i am currently watching the latest episode, the blair bitch project. wanna know where? message me right away cause [we all know that] the videos are gonna get  deleted soon... ;]&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for gossip girl, my day would've been so bad. last night i organized my mother's closet because i had some stuff in my mind and i can't get them out. even music didn't help.. 3 weeks of no communication, it's killing me. you all know what i've gone through for this and i &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SA2J16XePaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/i-H4Md9RoWs/s1600-h/GOSSIP+GIRL1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SA2J16XePaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/i-H4Md9RoWs/s320/GOSSIP+GIRL1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191957504721829282" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just can't let go because all my efforts back then would be useless.. T___T. we saw eachother last sunday after church and he didn't even bother to say hi or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even smile at me. &lt;/span&gt;gossip girl has saved me. urgh, the loading speed is killing me. hmpft. haha, diba sa touch my body yun? the video was hellah funny. xDD&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was making a layout from scratch, yes. no template editing. i had to learn blogger's html thing. it was so hard. then when i tried it out on ie it didn't work but it was already fine in firefox. tss. so much for effort. ;[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1704298175875988538?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1704298175875988538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SA2J1qXePZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3SCk8i9piVI/s72-c/BLAIR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5603742965791126534</id><published>2008-04-19T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:27:59.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life's pretty much sucky (again.)&lt;br /&gt;gee, i wonder why. :D&lt;br /&gt;my so-called love life is on crisis. haha. just like food crisis. ;]&lt;br /&gt;and the weather is soo not helping my mood.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay in the shower for hours.&lt;br /&gt;there aren't any good books here anymore, i read them all.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm just sticking with watching movies online.&lt;br /&gt;does anybody know where i can watch the death note movie?&lt;br /&gt;please tell me, thanks. ;]&lt;br /&gt;i wanna change my layout again.&lt;br /&gt;i want them big fonts cause my eyes aren't functioning again. lollerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SAmQqS1IHuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VHRCsyiR8ZA/s320/many+emotions.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;bear with me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5603742965791126534?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5603742965791126534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5603742965791126534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5603742965791126534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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have just finished watching nancy drew and the 13 episodes of GG. next up, i'm watching breakfast at tiffany's[out of curiosity.lol].. youth camp was great, i had so much fun. :D there weren't any elders to tell us what to do, so basically it was all us. i was a prayer warrior and i have to admit.. even though i have like a super religious mother.. i have &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; prayed so much in my life. lolz. as usual, though. i was very lazy. so  on the second day, i got really tired that i went inside a tent and lied down. then one of the heads saw me and told me to wash pots. it was fun. super! haha. i didn't get to finish though cause i was wearing shorts and it was super hot.. so i just hid. ;] i wore white all the time. so sad.. i wasn't able to join in the fun last sunday[last day] cause the people i were with collected pots and pans and cleaned them up. they were soo dirty. we didn't use stoves or charcoal, you see. we used wood. haha. ;]&lt;br /&gt;then, when we got back to tacurong we decided to go on a roundtrip. all of us sat on top of of the tricycle while our stuff were inside, we went to a place a bit outside of tacurong and it was raining so hard there. when we got back to tacurong, people were staring at us cause we were soaking wet and it was just drizzling there. haha&lt;br /&gt;it was really tiring, but fun. arnem stopped text-messaging me and he's starting to be weird. i hate it when that happens. gah. you know how it is when guys are like all into you from the courting stage to your first month and suddenly you have no idea what's up with him and how he is? urgh. that's exactly how things are right now. i feel so confused.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, my brother has summer classes. no, he's not failing.. he's just reviewing for this ncae test thingy. he's got allowance again and so i asked my dad to give me a summer job. haha. it's really fun. i get to sit in front of the computer all day while i'm  here in the office.. :D&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it. i have to get going now.. i'm decorating my notebook where i write my short stories and i still have to make a new diary cause my old one's full. ciao! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2a9ctqv.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how long you've known him.&lt;br /&gt;All that matters is that,&lt;br /&gt;he's had you smiling from day one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-7628558186992172093?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7628558186992172093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=7628558186992172093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/7628558186992172093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/7628558186992172093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/04/youth-camp-was-great-i-had-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/2a9ctqv_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1147499568202291664</id><published>2008-04-10T16:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:43:36.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all who care, i'm gonna be at GK for a Youth Camp starting tomorrow. I won't be able to be online til sunday, and i'm prolly gonna sleep all day on sunday.. so see  you on monday! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/edit]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to get our report card last monday but then it was a holiday, so we went there last tuesday instead. i also got my copy of  harbinger, our school paper. eek. the only  good part there was that they had posted the graduation pics which i think is the reason why they had it published so late.. btw, they included harry potter and the half-blood prince. gah, hazel talks like it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; latest book. and they even had 2 articles of hp on one page, side by side! urgh. and eto pa, hp fans, she featured spells from book 6 and they were very disappointing.. rectumsepra? baka naman sectumsempra? AND she refers to snape there as the blood prince. no, not the half-blood prince.. the blood prince. haha. i'm thinking of joining the school paper next year. what do  you think? :) lollerz.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went to umpa's house cause we were supposed to have a household[yfc] but we just decided  to have a meeting about the youth camp tomorrow. we argued and  raised our voices so much that our 'team head' got pissed at us and stopped talking. so we watched  hana kimi and then went to the park and did the usual. spy on couples dating-who think nobody's watching, btw, we also made parinig. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img03.picoodle.com/img/img03/4/4/10/f_Untitled1sam_fc612b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_3Viz4sILI/AAAAAAAAADs/UYVbg6DuGRo/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187537139820929202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;good thing myka brought her camera this time. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_3VjD4sIMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PKVybSOVi20/s320/1_212462151l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left to right: jazzie, tessa, me, valerie and precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_3VjD4sINI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NlcR618QeNw/s320/1_460922844l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myka, jazzie, valerie, tessa, precious, ken and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1147499568202291664?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1147499568202291664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1147499568202291664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1147499568202291664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1147499568202291664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-were-supposed-to-get-our-report-card.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_3Viz4sILI/AAAAAAAAADs/UYVbg6DuGRo/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6429672126822501234</id><published>2008-04-05T20:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:04:32.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANT.</title><content type='html'>i've been too err, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; to blog. lollerz. so uhm, i had a haircut yesterday.. a bit shoter than ate camille's hair.. siguro mga katulad kay mina.. but i have unbelievably thick hair, and the cut is so straight. i look absolutely hideous. grrr! i feel terrible whenever i take pictures. hmpft. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Gensan was okay. i still love davao. :) they didn't have candymag in their malls! boo-hoo. kainis. so i ate some chicken at kfc for breakfast and i ordered the spicy one, cause they only had wings in original recipe and i don't eat wings, lol and i thought it wasn't THAT spicy.. i was so wrong. my mouth was so hot. grr. so yeah, it wasn't a finger-licking moment. haha. ~___~&lt;br /&gt;so uhm, there's this girl asking me to exchange links with her, [it's not you, ate frances. :)] and i have already posted this thing on my links section that i'm not open for link-ex anymore. hindi man lang ba yon nabasa?!?! uhh. it's not that i'm trying to embarrass her or anything. pero.. i don't like having link people who wouldn't even read my blog and just comment to say "new post!". err.. i know naman na you can't comment much cause my posts are getting pretty boring lately.. haha. pero.. please, don't let  blogger be like friendster where there's this race on getting as much [friends]link people as you can! nakakainis. lolz. i so look like i'm making the biggest deal out of this, but i'm not. i just felt like talking about it. btw, i deleted her message. and don't bother asking who i'm talking about. mmkay? ^___^&lt;br /&gt;ciao! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o4.o7.&lt;br /&gt;today isn't going so well. lots of drama here in our house. but something made my day:&lt;br /&gt;roflmfao[yeah i am laughing that hard.] check out my cbox guys, 2 people are stupider than i thought. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6429672126822501234?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6429672126822501234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6429672126822501234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6429672126822501234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6429672126822501234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/04/rant.html' title='RANT.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6999474141808094345</id><published>2008-03-31T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:51:03.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i went to the party. gaahh i ate so much and i feel terrible. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_DBoFrDRBI/AAAAAAAAADM/3v8NkcS-f9o/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_DBoFrDRBI/AAAAAAAAADM/3v8NkcS-f9o/s320/DSC00634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183856065565115410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy to upload pics. ~____~&lt;br /&gt;it rained this morning really hard and i was scared cause i though it was gonna flood. lollerz.&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow my mom and i are going to GenSan.. gah, i don't have any money yet. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of getting a summer job.. what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;i made this test thing. would you mind taking it? :) &lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1545050"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6999474141808094345?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6999474141808094345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6999474141808094345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6999474141808094345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6999474141808094345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-i-went-to-party.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R_DBoFrDRBI/AAAAAAAAADM/3v8NkcS-f9o/s72-c/DSC00634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6227133573370815005</id><published>2008-03-27T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:23:46.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tenenenen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R-tXUVrDRAI/AAAAAAAAADE/T3VFIV-ZmWI/s1600-h/200804_160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R-tXUVrDRAI/AAAAAAAAADE/T3VFIV-ZmWI/s320/200804_160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182331803146601474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf Candy?!? Out of all the beautiful[can't find a better word] photos of Leighton Meester, you choose that? gaah. I'm even more disappointed at Candy now. But, I'm still buying. haha&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we're having dinner at this place, i'm not sure of the spelling.. the Palm Pavilion  because it's my aunt's birthday and her daughter, RD graduated yesterday as salutatorian - don't know the spelling, either. lollerz. Should I come? hmm.. it's just gonna be more food, and as you all know, I'm dieting for the nth time... But Rd's gonna kill me, I mean, I didn't even come to here graduation yesterday! boo-hoo. I'll figure something out. lollerz.&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for the summer? :) Idk what the date is today. By the way, Sam C. is gonna be on CandyChat on March 28, kaya I'll be online at 7-8pm. haha. fan ako o. ~__~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6777474458857138109-6227133573370815005?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6227133573370815005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6227133573370815005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6227133573370815005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6227133573370815005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/tenenenen.html' title='tenenenen'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R-tXUVrDRAI/AAAAAAAAADE/T3VFIV-ZmWI/s72-c/200804_160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3718204229747847773</id><published>2008-03-25T12:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:45:49.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot as ice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R-iF2FrDQ_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-yFTvAnW6wU/s320/Robi02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R-iFwFrDQ-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_oykLrWeeo0/s320/1_238477693l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robi Domingo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've just finished reading ate Camille's book, hp6. [thanks ate!] now i'm reading hp7. i  can never get to much of harry potter. haha&lt;br /&gt;so okay, i have a new crush. :) yeah i know he looks kinda gay on those pics but i'm too lazy to find some more. ~__~&lt;br /&gt;my days have been so boring. nothing new. i wake up and sleep late. and i drink milk. haha. i'm loving milk right now, idk why. i also have csi/house marathons every night and i haven't watched GG online in a while now, and etc repeats episodes! grrr...&lt;br /&gt;last sunday i went to church at 6:30 because there was gonna be an easter egg hunting thing after, which valerie and my cousins joined. kids. so that's when they have the english mass. the tagalog at 8.00 and ilonggo at 9.30 sucks, not to metion the church gets hotter at those times. i wasn't really looking for eggs but this shiny thing caught my eye and i found an egg. haha. then, i went with my friends at sean's, then atech. i saw arnem and i didn't get to talk to him which was a bummer cause we only see each other on sundays, and he doesn't have a cellphone. so yeah, i'm sort of in a long-distance relationship.[feeler.]&lt;br /&gt;i don't like my lyt anymore. but i can't find good skins.. hmmppfft. care to share any good makers? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3718204229747847773?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3718204229747847773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3718204229747847773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3718204229747847773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3718204229747847773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/robi-domingo-ive-just-finished-reading.html' title='hot as ice.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R-iF2FrDQ_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-yFTvAnW6wU/s72-c/Robi02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4210550587345304446</id><published>2008-03-23T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:53:02.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have some other stuffs in mind, that i can't find time to update.. so &lt;b&gt;please don't tag me.&lt;/b&gt;. really sorry guys. maybe when i'm done with changing my layout, i can do your tags or whatever you call it. lollerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4210550587345304446?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4210550587345304446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4210550587345304446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4210550587345304446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4210550587345304446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-some-other-stuffs-in-mind-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3844614631838560131</id><published>2008-03-21T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T04:10:13.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i went to mlc to pick up ate cam's book, and i while i was waiting for baby anne who had the book, i roamed around my alma matter. a lot of stuffs has changed there. the surroundings has improved, but the teachers and their classrooms, haven't. it seems that mlc hired whoever they wanted. the teachers didn't seem so competent. i graduated there knowing a few very good teachers. now, there were two left. and the other one's occasionally too sick to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;it's dynamic, progressive&lt;br /&gt;life is great in tacurong!&lt;br /&gt;and it's future looks bright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to punch in the face whoever wrote that stupid tacurong hymn. that person prolly needed the money too bad.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my grandfather's birthday. he's gone but we still made pancit. why? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for long life daw. &lt;/span&gt;lolz. okay, little story. when he was alive and it was his late mum's birthday, he had pancit and spaghetti for long life daw. lol. okay, i'm laughing at myself now. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;after the 5:30AM mass, my mom and i did the station of the  cross thingy, but before that we went to the prayer room/adoration chapel. i went home and boy, me knees hurt soo bad. then i ate nuts. gah. after that, everytime i 'stretched' my legs they would feel numb, then sore. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. it's 2 in the morning. i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. yeah i'm using smileys again. i can't help it eh. tsskk.~__~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3844614631838560131?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3844614631838560131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3844614631838560131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3844614631838560131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3844614631838560131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1249961295717606861</id><published>2008-03-18T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:15:16.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer not so bummer.</title><content type='html'>quickie update.&lt;br /&gt;i have an&lt;s&gt;other&lt;/s&gt; addiction. tssk.&lt;br /&gt;it's this thing i found on teentalk. it's funny. it's called Rent-A-Boyfriend. i think it's supposed to be a jap story added with a filipino twist. lollerz.&lt;br /&gt;read at your own risk, mmkay? &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.candymag.com/teentalk/index.php/topic,165350.0.html"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty long, so i have to get going. i'm on chapter 19 palang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1249961295717606861?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1249961295717606861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1249961295717606861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1249961295717606861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1249961295717606861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-bummer.html' title='summer &lt;i&gt;not so&lt;/i&gt; bummer.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8194738222541475499</id><published>2008-03-15T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:25:26.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we weren't able to hang out coz my cousins and my effin brother-who is super duper overprotective of  me- were there. at least i got to see him though. so, a lot of my classmates are members of Youth For Christ and so they're like really tite with the seniors and i'm close with just a few. after graduation, we all went to the graduates and they gave letters[i was too lazy to make any] , gave hugs, bid goodbye and took photos and they were all crying and stuff. i just shed a tear, lol.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i didn't get too close with them, cause i know they're just gonna leave us, and i hate goodbyes. tessa and valerie cried too, because they're crushes were leaving. tessa's gran had an operation at cotabato and she's been there since the 8th and she went back here all by herself yesterday just to say goodbye. well, that's it.  klier's okay with her mother now and she's doing everything she says just to please her. shoot, i forgot to ask her if she broke up with her  bf or not.. hmpft&lt;br /&gt;oh, before i forget.. tweety's mad  at me cause i posted her name here and how much i hated her. err, this is a blog. as in where i post whatever i want, my rants, my feelings and such. just like what at ate camille had said on her blog, "she writes to express and not to impress" , err.. i hope tweety reads this.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8194738222541475499?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8194738222541475499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8194738222541475499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8194738222541475499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8194738222541475499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-werent-able-to-hang-out-coz-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-2327708208662995546</id><published>2008-03-14T23:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:41:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supah long post,.-or so i thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sometimes when you think you love someone, you're not always right. Love isn't when you touch and kiss, but its when you realize and admit to yourself: "Di ko yan pwedeng saktan, mahal na mahal ko yan.."&lt;/blockquote&gt;i use too much smileys. okay, from now on i'm not gonna use smileys.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not dead, just really lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like updating even though i don't really have anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; to talk about. i went on sidereel and tried to watch GG but the links didn't work anymore.. boo. i guess i'm just gonna be reading all summer then. speaking of, my classmates and i were talking about going to the beach during  summer and i was against it but now, i'm &lt;u&gt;dying&lt;/u&gt; to go there. ahh.. the weather is so hot already.&lt;br /&gt;last monday was fun. met up with them classmates in front of our school at 8 and we waited for PM[paulo Miguel] til 9:30. then we went to the resort but the water was so dirty, greenish. yuck. so we went to another one, dirtier. gah. then we went to this really far one and we were so lucky cause they were just filling up the pool and it was clean and there were no other people there. so we chose that place. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; then we had a barbecue which the DoTa boys started and we were playing some games in the pool with the Piloters.&lt;br /&gt;oh, before we went in we put on some sunblock lotion and my classmate had just one bottle and everyone used it and there was nothing left. haha. around 12:30 we ate PM's salad, chips and some fish and it was really good, even though i totally hate fish. we took tons of photos but i don't have them, hmpf. then,  after we ate we went back to the pool and i was swimming while the others were hiding beneath some trees cause the sun was so hot and they didn't want there skin to get dark. haha. we stayed there til 3 or 4 then we went back to tacurong.&lt;br /&gt;I have a classmate, her name is Klier and her mother found out that she has a boyfriend and she was soo mad at her, she was cursing at her own daughter and Klier just kept on crying and crying. i mean, what's wrong about having a boyfriend if you can keep your grades up, diba? Klier found out that she was rank 6th and she called her mother, thinking that it would make her happy but her mother told her that she was not gonna pin the ribbon on her on graduation and that she was gonna tear her honor card apart if she sees it. tsskk.. i haven't heard from her in a week now and she doesn't reply to our messages.. I hope she's ok..&lt;br /&gt;going to watch graduation with arnem tomorrow.. super excited! hehe's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S: since i've stopped using smileys, please get used to my hehe's and haha's.  and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to those who actually read all of that, thank you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/6777474458857138109-2327708208662995546?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2327708208662995546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=2327708208662995546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2327708208662995546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2327708208662995546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-not-dead.html' title='supah long post,.-or so i thought'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6831697306575324155</id><published>2008-03-09T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T12:49:10.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer.</title><content type='html'>Baliw Mode.&lt;br /&gt;So it's like here na. yey, right? naw. i'm not feeling so happy-happy about summer now. i'm so gonna miss my classmates. we're close now, and i never expected us to be. in just 2 months, st. rose finally got united. Everybody's friends with everybody now. Last year we had cliques and we were seemingly restricted from being seen with anyone outside our groups. There were the DoTa boys, Piloters, Ex-Fashioniztas, and a few twosomes and threesomes. Pero wala na ngayon.. :)&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I'll be meeting up with them and we're gonna go swimming because one of my classmates is switching schools. i think it's a curse now. tssk.. last year, Diane went back to Marbel and Joan went  over the fence[Girls]. And everybody's being so friendly with her and Ariel started saying that he's moving to Davao next year. yeah right. you just want attention. lol&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I'm not the only one who hates Maria Eloisa Garcia a.k.a Tweety pala. lol. I don't think anyone from NDTG reads my blog so ayan. I did the honors of posting her name. haha&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any plans on what to do this summer.. I guess I'll be watching GG online then. etc is soo late eh.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I hate about having a cbox is you can only type 250 characters.  i dunno why i put that up, lol.&lt;br /&gt;PBB Teen  Plus ba? I wonder what  this show is gonna be like..  i remember watching a commercial of this, and this person was all, "Papatunayan ko po na kaya rin ng maiitim na makapasok sa bahay ni Kuya." . So you're saying that  Ruben and Will are fair-skinned? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6831697306575324155?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6831697306575324155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6831697306575324155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6831697306575324155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6831697306575324155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer.html' title='summer.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6932188978471131243</id><published>2008-03-05T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:19:35.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been slacking off for too long now. i've been going to school for nothing lately. well, except for allowance. haha but i'm not saving, i know i should for the summer and all but i just can't help but spend. tskk.. so last monday our section went to the library because there were students taking the fapeh[don't knowthe real spelling]  test. it's for a scholarship, i think. and i saw half-blood prince there and i just read all morning. for our two-hour biology period, we went to the avr and watched  this documentary which was sooo boring. my classmates  had a dvd with the eye/meet the spartans but our teacher wouldn't let us change the cd. stupid teacher. so i went back to the library and checked for half-blood, but a fourth-year was already reading it. clearance signing is obviously over and we're not allowed to bring books out of the library anymore so i decided to let the fourth year read the book since it was her last year and all and that i would just borrow it next year, if i can catch it. cause everybody is always borrowing the effing book,  psshh. so uhm, currently reading: the 7 habits of highly effective teens.  its okay, i guess. i should've read this earlier, i swear! uhh. kainis. i'm loving this book. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, flery ann has been absent last monday and tuesday and i thought we were friends, but now she's ignoring me again. bee-yatch! so yesterday, PM brought a banig-don't know what the english word for it is. haha. so yeah, he did and everybody else brought playing cards and pillows and stuffs and we used some illustration boards and we played there while some lied down.  and they were actually gambling! haha. they had piles of money at the center. lol. and i took pictures and listened to some songs-we had speakers too-because i was bored nga. the teachers didn't come to our room, we don't even check attendance! and we did everything. the couples in our were cuddling and stuff.. and i, including the rest of the singles in the room were bloody jealous, and we tried hard to hide it. haha. sleepless nights, i've been having. because of  reading. and because of that i would go to school at 1:30 or 8am. lol&lt;br /&gt;summer, summer! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6932188978471131243?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6932188978471131243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6932188978471131243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6932188978471131243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6932188978471131243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-been-slacking-off-for-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4631986105173318719</id><published>2008-03-01T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T13:25:10.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna draw a picture&lt;br /&gt;i'll do it with a twist&lt;br /&gt;i'll draw it with a carving knife&lt;br /&gt;and put in on my wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get it right,&lt;br /&gt;a red fountain will appear&lt;br /&gt;to take away my sadness&lt;br /&gt;and wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot. i'm so gonna be off the 1st section next year. i wanna take summer classes but i don't think my school has that. tskk.. my scores were soo low.. and our exam was  uber difficult &amp;amp; our teacher found out about what we do during exams .. so she re-arranged our chairs. we faced the back of the room and her table was behind us. on the riser. soo, what we did? text. she thought actually thought she was smarter than us? oh please.&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, arnem and i are back! ^__^. okay, we  never were boyfriend and girlfriend.. but we're back.. as in the way we used to.. we only have two weeks left. and he does not have a phone. boo. oh, i forgot.. flery and i are friends again. we're not as close as we used to be now, but we're good. on monday, we're having another exam for the students who has the service contract thing. i'm dead meat. more studying? hmpft. after that, i'll be reading normal books again, thank God! i'll be rereading the 7 habits of highly effective teens. i need a wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;i drank like 4 cups of coffee in two days. not the instant coffee one, the real one.  pure/native-whatever you call it. and i've been getting like 3-4 hours of sleep every night and i'm feeling soo hyper all the time. but, but my eye bags. you should see them. they're lower than low. and i didn't even study, i've been watching movies and gossip girl online every night eh.. go vanessa! not.&lt;br /&gt;haha. now that i'm back you're probably studying for your finals, huh? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4631986105173318719?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4631986105173318719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4631986105173318719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4631986105173318719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4631986105173318719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-gonna-draw-picture-ill-do-it-with.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1678214509514052552</id><published>2008-02-21T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:05:25.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on blog break</title><content type='html'>i'll be back on march 2nd because i have stuffs keeping me busy at school.&lt;br /&gt;quickie update:&lt;br /&gt;-arnem and i are friends again! yeys for me!&lt;br /&gt;-jasper wants to court me, but i know that if i let him, then i'm gonna be a user. as in, use him to forget about you-know-poo. so i said i'd rather be friends with him. i told tessa, "yabz! he's not  the type of guy i can see myself with. decoration lang siya, char-char. as in crush lang!" so she told jasper off because yesterday tessa was the guy. hehe's&lt;br /&gt;-i am behind every subject, and i am bankrupt, and i have almost the same reason as greysh's. tskk&lt;br /&gt;-exams on the 29th &amp;amp; 1st. and we only have two effin days for clearance-signing. i hate my school.&lt;br /&gt;-no classes tomorrow afternoon, monday and another day next week. i'm gonna try and swallow my books now.. ciao! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R71a1XP-VpI/AAAAAAAAACk/gD0bPj9ftS8/s1600-h/homework.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R71a1XP-VpI/AAAAAAAAACk/gD0bPj9ftS8/s320/homework.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169387820111779474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1678214509514052552?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1678214509514052552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1678214509514052552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1678214509514052552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1678214509514052552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-blog-break.html' title='on blog break'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R71a1XP-VpI/AAAAAAAAACk/gD0bPj9ftS8/s72-c/homework.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1319367770198896117</id><published>2008-02-17T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T15:25:16.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so uhm, yesterday i slept til 5 in the afternoon and i went to bed again at 2. we were having  a sponsored mass today but i got too lazy to get up. boo me.&lt;br /&gt;uuhhm, last night i went to the gym with my mother and valerie cause my mom was gonna play badminton and valerie wanted to talk to paulo and i tagged along, hoping paulo brought his psp-which he didn't. there goes my happiness, eh? i was talking to paulo about his classmate who i kind of like. but not reaalllyy like, just like. get it? :). he's a good dancer kasi. so i was talking to paulo about jasper and he suddenly paused and whispered something to leonard. i was like, "heeyy! ang daya niyo! ano yung binulong mo kay leonard??" then he told me that jasper gave a card to leonard which he was supposed to give to me on valentine's day. whaatt? i was so shocked to hear that. so i was like, "How dare you? bat mo sinabi na crush ko siya??" and paulo and leonard said they didn't. and i found out he liked me back in 1st year, and he still does. boo. he was this guy i despised back then. icky. i hate it when my crushes find out. hmpfft!&lt;br /&gt;does anybody know how to hack friendsters? i can, but i'm not really good at it. my sister's accounb got hacked. i just found out. she was calling and calling me the other night but my phone is like never with me. when i checked a couple of hours later, i didn't call her back because i didn't have load. so my other sister, valerie told me just now. tsskk, tskk. i don't hack anymore because i have heard of karma. :/&lt;br /&gt;have you heard? greysh is moving! moving, where? i don't know. she's been on hiatus for a couple of days now and we haven't talked recently.. tsk, tsk. there are a lot of things i don't know of. pshh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R7fhHXP-VnI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ou-i294BeCU/s1600-h/105133.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R7fhHXP-VnI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ou-i294BeCU/s320/105133.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167846614047282802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1319367770198896117?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1319367770198896117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1319367770198896117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1319367770198896117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1319367770198896117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-uhm-yesterday-i-slept-til-5-in.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R7fhHXP-VnI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ou-i294BeCU/s72-c/105133.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8496874181611254812</id><published>2008-02-16T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T01:23:08.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled.</title><content type='html'>omfgee. how could colin and adrian have won? what happened to marc and rovilson? they were so freaking good at the beginning! effin roadblock! ugghhh!&lt;br /&gt;my first high school prom. i don't have pictures if you're looking for any. sorry. so uhm, it was soo fun because there were girls dressed like sluts. one was  wearing a backless thing and it had a bikini strap thing on the back. and another was wearing this  super short one in the front but the back was all covered-up. hahaha. well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;prom was fun. not soo fun, but fun. i was sitting next to mommy aimz and.. Arnem's brother! ack! golly, i felt so insecure. boo-hoo. i was texting tessa and nathaly a lot and i ran out of load, hehe.. there was a short disco thing and tessa and nathaly went to where  i was, and we danced with the second year teachers. then of course, there was this part  where partners danced to sweet music. he said, "i miss Gen[girlfriend @ US] so bad." and i was thinking of him the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;okay, the note. he didn't throw it!!!! in fact, he kept it and he was smiling and a bit kilig when he read it-according to Nathaly and emerson whom i texted this afternoon. sigh, i hope that  as a good thing. i hope he'd talk to me on Monday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8496874181611254812?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8496874181611254812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8496874181611254812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8496874181611254812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8496874181611254812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/untitled.html' title='untitled.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6702643580586073977</id><published>2008-02-14T18:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:55:06.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day..anyone?</title><content type='html'>my guy friend did the sweetest  thing. he put up a banner saying "i love you _____ and i'll do everything for you" above our blackboard this morning and she was so shocked to see it, and she had flowers and  chocolates on her chair. sigh. and deep inside i was all, "sana ako rin..". haha.&lt;br /&gt;NDEA update, i'm exempted on Filipino, English &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Math. Yesss! :)&lt;br /&gt;So uhm, for English class we made cards and our teacher delivered them to the people whom the vday cards were addressed to. so in between periods all day he'd get in our classrooms and, "excuse me st. rose,  i have something for __ here." so fun.&lt;br /&gt;then, for religion  we made cards again and Tessa and I agreed to make the 14th our monthsary for the sake of vday, 5 months na! hihi. and she gave me a card. i was wearing glasses for today because my eyes hurt soo bad. then, Arnem went up to Tessa and I was next to Tessa, i saw he had a card on his hands and i was about to turn away because i don't want to see him give the letter to Tessa, but then I caught Tessa's eye and she said, "van, that's for you!". i didn't open it and i just dumped it in my bag. then, after class i went up to Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  nice joke Niel..&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: anong joke?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yung card.. puh-lease, anong akala mo sa akin, tanga?&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: van, siya nagsulat lagi 'nun! tanungin mo pa siya!&lt;br /&gt;so i went up to him and asked him about it, he said he did make the card, he did write the message inside but i forgot to ask him.. did the message come from him? 'cause Daniel might have told him what to write. and there's the time when Tessa asked him if he still liked me and he said no.. what was that all about? boys are complicated.&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm gonna have prom tomorrow kaya i'll be absent.. &amp;amp; i left him a note under his chair and told my classmates to tell him about  it. now i want to go back to school and get the note. im soo stupid. he's gonna laugh about it and tear the letter, just like what  he did to some other girl. boo-hoo&lt;br /&gt;we had  a black valentines party in our room after class. soo fun. we didn't have cups so we drank off the bottle and toasted and stuffs. and my classmate swore she saw some headless guy in the gym. spooky. lmfao&lt;br /&gt;what is the card supposed to mean? he said sorry for the stuff he did wrong and that he hopes that we wouldn't feel awkward around each other anymore. then i told my friend to tell him that it was HIM ignoring me. err, my mind is boggling,-is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6702643580586073977?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6702643580586073977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6702643580586073977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6702643580586073977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6702643580586073977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/valenrines-dayanyone.html' title='valentines day..anyone?'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3829971534852377724</id><published>2008-02-12T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:00:24.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANT.</title><content type='html'>fcuk it. this is not happening. this is soo not happening. i am a sophomore! i'm just 4"11! i'm his cousin! i am not going to his prom. i'm not going to prom. boo-hoo. unfortunately, i have no choice. *sob&lt;br /&gt;who are these new people cmmnting me? diana, cher and kim. i dunno them and they just comment  me and ask for linkage. hmpf, i'm not the friendly type. how many times do i have to say that? when i first met greysh, i was soo uneasy wif her, but she's cool pala. but these new people.. i dunno. ;p&lt;br /&gt;that yssa is a bitch. she tells me she's soo over tweetie and now they're texting like crazy. and she's open to the thought of them getting back together. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;speaking of  text, ndea was fun. notre dame girls were having english while we were having math. at  recess, we exchanged answers thru text. pwaha. this afternoon, we had class. stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;filipino &lt;/span&gt;- checked papers, i got 65/75 = exemption from final exam. yeahuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pehm &lt;/span&gt;-  we had  a graded  recitation and a quiz about basketball. i hate basketball. i crammed, and i  got 20/20 on the quiz and i got the question for the recitation right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;home ec&lt;/span&gt; - we're baking tomorrow. so the girls were so excited and i was reading in a corner because of my seatmate. when she saw me this moring with a book,she went to school this afternoon a book. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaya-gaya. cheap naman yung book na binabasa niya&lt;/span&gt;, romance novel by some old person. ewwie. 0__o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after that, i went out with Tessa and PM and bought some more cartolina and stuffs because we haven't finished decorating our room. and the other sections started to decorate too.  psshhh. i got some black cartolina yesterday and i put up broken hearts  everywhere in the room. haha. soo, daniel and flery broke up because daniel was jealous  of arnem because they are too close. see? see? daniel got jealous of arnem too! haha.&lt;br /&gt;so uhm, i have a plan for vday. i'm meeting yssa and inna and when yssa's like, "okay, let's go!" i'm gonna say "haah? you're not single, stupid. you have your lezbo lover. thought you could hide that from me, dincha? " and leave with inna. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3829971534852377724?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3829971534852377724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3829971534852377724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3829971534852377724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3829971534852377724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/rant_12.html' title='RANT.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6260002696231582576</id><published>2008-02-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:12:59.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the family day was bogus. i forgot the chords because everytime we practice, i would just fool around and i was on the front row. i messed up big time. after that, i went with PM, Precious, Tessa, and the others, including Flery Ann. now, some of my classmates just found out about our month-old little fight and they're like, "it's funny you don't talk but you go out with the same group of friends." yeah &lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R673dnP-VlI/AAAAAAAAACE/Outl-pCdb48/s320/Untitled-2+copy.gif" align="right" /&gt;it is funny. cause we ate at beaux. and the last time we ate there we merged the two tables but this time she sat on another table, kind of far from our's so.. we didn't stick the two tables together.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to school and talked about stuff.. valentines day is coming and we're gonna decorate our room again. and i was like, "Precious, Nathaly and Flery Ann, you are not allowed to hang with us on the 14th because of your boyfriends. we're having a black valentine's, remember?" and they insisted on coming and Flery Ann made up this thing that she broke up with Daniel and stuff. whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;then they went to click, and i went home because i don't like surfing on internet cafes, and did my project.. then i bought maltesers. mmm. yummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;that night there was this girl, her name was Stephanie Wallenberg and I totally hate her. When Yssa and I had a fight she came into the picture and defended Yssa not knowing the real stuff that  was between me and Yssa.. After  a couple of weeks i forgot about it and she started commenting me again and she was really fc, no, not just fc.. she was like Kris Aquino on The Buzz Jr. i hate that, so i commented her "you know there's this line between being fc/trying to get to know someone and just being plain chismosa. you crossed that." then i deleted her off my list and blocked her. she messaged me that night saying she doesn't understand, she was just asking how long did my ex and i last.. i hardly know her. how could she ask me something like that? and his brother is my classmate and she asks him about the stuff happening to me at school. sooo weird. talk about stalker. then i just found out that she's my brother's girlfriend, so my brother told my mother about this secret of mine and she told dad and they both got so worried. stupid girlfriend. stupid brother.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are sore, i can't read properly, the text on my pc are now soo big. bah, i can't study like this. the text on my reviewers are small. and some of them are missing. i'm doomed. boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6260002696231582576?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6260002696231582576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6260002696231582576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6260002696231582576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6260002696231582576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/family-day-was-bogus.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R673dnP-VlI/AAAAAAAAACE/Outl-pCdb48/s72-c/Untitled-2+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3230694596781468206</id><published>2008-02-08T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T18:35:49.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh-may-zinggg?</title><content type='html'>na-realize ko na hindi pala yun love, yung kay ano.. infatuation lang pala o kaya naman raging hormones. pwaha. natatawa na nga ako sa sarili ko kasi yung diary ko punong-puno ng " how dare you love an a-hole like him?!". haay ang tanga ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;another funny thing, mas gugustuhin mo bang di kayo mag-pansinan ng isang tao pero hindi naman kayo magkagalit, or mag-pansinan kayo tapos plastikan pala kayo? kinakausap ko kasi si Nathaly kanina, tapos may tinanong ako tungkol sa seatmate ni Flery na si Arnem, tapos si Flery  yung sumagot pero di siya nakatingin sa akin kasi mahina yung boses ni Nathaly. Natigilan ako, kasi nga, di ba hindi kami nagpapansinan? kaya sabi ko, "Flery Ann.. pansinin mo na ako beh..." na may paawa effect. haha. tapos ngumiti siya kasi ayaw daw niya.  well at least she doesn't hate me anymore right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6wvJmS0QUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Kn_Ey2X6DTY/s320/080220082.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[edit] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our practice for flute this morning, so we put all our seats at the side.. that afternoon, our chairs were still at the sides then we had a class for biology, and arnem, cj and daniel sat up front-and center. haha&lt;br /&gt;so uhm... family day na bukas. di ko alam anong gagawin ko, kasi last year di ako pumunta.. pero ngayon kailangan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inhale, exhale.&lt;/span&gt; maaga daw pupunta, kasama parents. sinong dadalhin ko? mom or dad? should i bring my sister? uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3230694596781468206?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3230694596781468206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3230694596781468206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3230694596781468206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3230694596781468206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/uh-may-zinggg.html' title='uh-may-zinggg?'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6wvJmS0QUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Kn_Ey2X6DTY/s72-c/080220082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-2560178867255532087</id><published>2008-02-06T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:05:53.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, ndea next week and i haven't studied yet. tsk, tsk. because we're so busy with the family day stuffs. and we are already having our requirements. tsk, sometimes i hate it when i'm in the first section. boo. tomorrow we're gonna have practice for the whole day and we'll be going home at 6, pshh. well, at least we haven't got class, right? but, it's soo hot on the grounds. we are in the 3rd floor and its so windy there even at noon. and we practice sitting on the grass. eww, father's dog do their thing their. eewwwww. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year pala no? haha. forgot about that, and ash wednesday too. speaking of, went to ndtg to get our folk dancers' dresses, and they were having a mass-they were so silent. i mean, the people at my school are like sooo noisy because we hate the new president. we were only silent when bishop colin would be there. haha. and we hate our principal too. so we are like soo terrible to them. lmfao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6nKUmS0QTI/AAAAAAAAABs/EYUDPO-U0Kc/s1600-h/ctazy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6nKUmS0QTI/AAAAAAAAABs/EYUDPO-U0Kc/s320/ctazy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163880902982648114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-2560178867255532087?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2560178867255532087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=2560178867255532087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2560178867255532087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2560178867255532087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-ndea-next-week-and-i-havent-studied.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6nKUmS0QTI/AAAAAAAAABs/EYUDPO-U0Kc/s72-c/ctazy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6220007520658154695</id><published>2008-02-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:42:30.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*groaaannnnnnn</title><content type='html'>bum day. i went to school 30 minutes late with my sister whomand we had a mass at the gym because of our school's foundation day and it was soo effin crowded because there weren't much chairs set up, so all the students, including the stupid elementae students who couldn't compress and the high school students who were like sardines sat on the bleachers. it was super hot.&lt;br /&gt;and then, we went out to have the program. and my fellow flute people and i went to the bleachers to get ready. then my teacher called me from the bleachers and was like, "vanessa, why don't you have your hair pulled back?" and i said, "i don't have anything to tie it with" "well, you're ruining the formation. get off the bleachers and find someone who'd let you borrow a clam or something. " so i went up our room and hid. i have verryy thick hair, and i don't think anybody would let me borrow. so i just took my bag from the canteen and watched the program from the 3rd floor. then, i went back to our room and read a bit.&lt;br /&gt;kristan is back, and he's one of my very good guy friends in the room, so we were fooling around while i was reading and i was laughing at how clueless he was with everything that happened in the room because he was in the inter-area meet last week. i was laughing even harder because they lost the basketball game-haha and he started telling stuffs about his &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/37537287"&gt;new girlfriend.&lt;/a&gt; which of course, made me shut up because everybody has dates now. emerson broke up with his girlfriend today and wants to hook up with the 2nd vanessa in the room, vanessa espana. whatever. yssa and i are going nalang. lol.&lt;br /&gt;uh, they said that the board passers for december 2007 was gonna be released at the end of  january.. wala pa man.. my sister has a heart disease and she got an attack last night cause she was worrying so much bout the results. phew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6220007520658154695?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6220007520658154695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6220007520658154695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6220007520658154695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6220007520658154695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/groaaannnnnnn.html' title='*groaaannnnnnn'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5135937499826966197</id><published>2008-02-02T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T20:32:16.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i care too much about what other people think, but i don't really think before i do something.&lt;br /&gt;i had flute practicea t school today and in order for me to get inside the campus, i need a parent to sign my permit thing, but dad was sleeping and mom was at church because it's our parish fiesta, so i forged her signature. i was desperate, so uhm my intentions weren't bad naman, i just didn't want to be late for practice and so tomorrow my dad's gonna talk to me, i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and another thing, while we were waiting for available tables at beaux, we saw one of my dad's former "gfs" and when she went out, binangga ko talaga siya. tsk, what if my fadurr finds out? and i also showed  her pic on friendster to my friend and the guy next to the unit we were using  looked at the monitor for like 5 sceonds, and then me. omgee, what if that guy knew the girl? i'm dead. i want to dieee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so uhm, there was henna at  the fiesta. can you believe  it? there were stalls at the church. not in the church, but in the church compound, and i thought that was awful. but, i got henna still. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a pic yet, but this is what i showed  the henna-tattooist guy.:&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6RiQmS0QSI/AAAAAAAAABk/z1M79sKO7uw/s320/hyennah.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my teacher's are gonna kill me. lol. i have it on my left arm, smaller than that, and it looks like rove/loue/roue. but i alwayyss wanted to have that kind of henna done, so.. sige nalang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5135937499826966197?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5135937499826966197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5135937499826966197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5135937499826966197'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom buster'/><title type='text'>me, a-z</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 4px; overflow: auto; height: 200px;"&gt;i used to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;norexic&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the taste of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;eer&lt;br /&gt;My hair's not in it's natural &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;olor right now.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;aydream too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;va Longoria is taller than me. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;erk, instead of f*ck.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;od&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;opless romantic&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ncorrigible&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;eebuz cries!' used to be my favorite expression&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ool is uncool. lmfao&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ife pretty much sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i don't spend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;oney wisely&lt;br /&gt;only my twin sister calls me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ess&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ver-react on little things&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;eople person&lt;br /&gt;I ask too many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ight-handed ako&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;urveys&lt;br /&gt;I can do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;aekwondo&lt;br /&gt;i do not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nderstand math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;alerie is my twin's name&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy about my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;eight&lt;br /&gt;i have this thing against &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;, because it makes math and biology more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow is my current favorite color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ebra stripes scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3076553307423038656?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3076553307423038656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3076553307423038656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3076553307423038656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3076553307423038656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/me-z_02.html' title='me, a-z'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3018130618011656877</id><published>2008-02-01T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:22:45.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Just because somebody flirts with you;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean they like you.&lt;br /&gt;Just because somebody likes you;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they want to go out with you.&lt;br /&gt;Just because somebody wants to go out with you;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they love you. Just because somebody&lt;br /&gt;loves you; doesn't mean they won't hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-inna santiago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i give up on him. this is another terrible day, well i know now why flery hates me and it's pretty much an immature reason so i won't say.. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px; overflow: auto; height: 120px;"&gt;i found out something funny.... our "boysatdaback" turned "DoTa boys" are now.. "barako boys". haha. those boys are tall, bossy and witty. they've finally grown up. i found out that their leader-ish, daniel, has talked to the other bboys that on valentines day they were all gonna have partners.. so daniel's already with flery, and cj is with nathaly-but nathaly took back her 'yes' because they couldn't have a monthsary on a 31 for some months, so she'll say yes on the 14th.. and rigel is paired with my gayfriend and i am paired with him. pwaha. so he did say yes. sorry guys, hihi.&lt;br /&gt;but,but. he doesn't now. lmfao, [para siyang babae, paiba-iba], because for our bio review for ndea exam, we had a circle and he was right in front of me so i kept looking at him, and then he started staring at me like a maniac because daniel said so,  and i couldn't do anything about it because daniel is, well, daniel. when it comes to daniel kasi, if his girlfriend isn't looking, you're supposed to expect the worse. so while daniel was on band practice and he was dancing, i stared him down and everyone was laughing because he danced terribly. haha. karma? lmfaoo x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that my posts are 75% about boys now, i will be writing about the other part of my life. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;we had a first friday mass today, and val and tessa were talking and i talked to tessa and val was whining about why tessa had so many friends and she was not hanging with tessa so much now.. so tessa got so mad because it sounded like valerie was making her choose.. so the rest of the day tessa and i were almost everywhere together and that afternoon our  teacher talked to the three of us and tessa and val are good, but val and i are, so-so. i want to transfer school! ugghhh. ndtg! haha. now i regret forcing my parents to send val and i to the same school. well, ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3018130618011656877?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3018130618011656877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3018130618011656877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3018130618011656877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3018130618011656877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-because-somebody-flirts-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8853367800093985751</id><published>2008-01-31T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:56:50.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, uhmm.. flery said yes to daniel last monday.. i just found out because flery and i aren't talking.. so uhm, i want to say sorry to flery now.. by letter on friday[tomorrow].. but i would be seeing her on saturday for practices.. and what if she would say no? it would be soo akward cause we are standing next to eachother in our presentation.. i already shared this with mina i think, but i wanna share it to you too.. whoever you are.. haha.. it's funny cause when you think you're friends, she backstabs you and when you find out you start ignoring her and she stops backstabbing.. right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;so another person i've been meaning to write to is.. well, him. i want to tell him! if he doesn't feel the same way, well i guess i need closure.. but he's not the lettery-type of guy. i heard once in 6th grade, a girl wrote her a letter and he tore it into pieces without reading it.. uhhh.. what do i do?!?&lt;br /&gt;last tuesday, my guy/gay friends told me that this girl i hate sent them text messages, cursing and stuff because of what happened on my friend's birthday.. they rode the first tricycle that came and left the girl because there  were so many of them and it was getting late and they were at montiville, which is a bit far from their homes.. so it's probably not a biggie, but i totally hate that girl and i'm sure the reason she texted guys is because guys don't fight girls.. so this morning at recess she was on my seat which was in front of my guy friend whom she texted and didn't even say sorry to and i was all, "hey you. get off my chair!" lol. wasn't that mean, but she was so embarrassed. was that so mean?. tsk tsk. xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8853367800093985751?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8853367800093985751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8853367800093985751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8853367800093985751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8853367800093985751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-uhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-2710494341716438282</id><published>2008-01-30T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:01:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Once i let go, that's it. It's done. There won't be a second change after I choose not to hold on because it's up to me right now. If i keep holding on, maybe he will too. But I'm holding on by a thread and i'm getting tired. i just want to know if I should cut it now, or keep my heart dangling, waiting for an answer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;so uhm, do i have to say it? i'm too sad to actually say it but i said i would, so without further ado..&lt;br /&gt;she said he said no. then i asked emerson, he said that he said yes. now i'm confused. but by the way he acts &lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6BKimS0QRI/AAAAAAAAABc/7v6ACeZB_iM/s320/heartbreak.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;arounds me, it's bound to have been a no. a big fat no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;wondering where did i go wrong or  maybe i didn't go wrong at all, maybe things are going to turn out the way they're meant to and nothing's gonna to stop them. some things are easy to control and work out. but some things you just have to let go. so instead of asking why itturned out like this, i should accept that it is how it is. there is no way to change it, but there are little things that make me happy, and those are the ones i  should be holding on to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-2710494341716438282?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2710494341716438282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=2710494341716438282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2710494341716438282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2710494341716438282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/once-i-let-go-thats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R6BKimS0QRI/AAAAAAAAABc/7v6ACeZB_iM/s72-c/heartbreak.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3067021387051102972</id><published>2008-01-29T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:00:30.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been so lazy these days. today we had new lessons and lots of copying but i didn't copy, and our notebooks were gonna be checked before the signing of clearance slips but still, i didn't really care. and then for recess and after school i ate maltesers, knickknacks, mango shake[the big one] and pringles and i feel like such a pig. daniel was bored so he talked to arnem and i was "secretly" listening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel: nem, gusto mo pa rin kay vanessa?&lt;br /&gt;arnem: ...&lt;br /&gt;and then emerson came in...&lt;br /&gt;emerson: gusto mo pa si vanessa, oo o hindi?&lt;br /&gt;arnem: [his voice was low]&lt;br /&gt;and then cj comes in..&lt;br /&gt;cj: [in an overly sarcastic and loud voice] arnem, gusto mo pa rin ba si vanessa?&lt;br /&gt;arnem:...&lt;br /&gt;cj: part, lakasan mo para marinig ni vanessa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwaha. so my eavesdropping skills are zero. i asked tessa to ask him if what i heard  was true. so i'll be saying what his reply was tomorro cause i don't wanna have another assumption.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a black valentine's with tessa, vanessa spain and her gay bestfriend who happens to have the biggest crush on rigel, we're all gonna wear black on the 14th and go to the park and mope about not having lovers. haha, okay. scratch the last part. :)&lt;br /&gt;fuuuccckkk. my former and his girlfriend broke up and he's being friendly with me again.. good thing i found out.. lmfao. me? vanessa marie lim? a rebound? yucckkk.&lt;br /&gt;we watched the boys in their shorts kanina playing basketball for pehm and cj had skinny, white, hairless, clear legs so basically all the girls were cheering on him. haha. but tessa, val and i just had a photoshoot. camwhores. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;today is ayessa's birthday. she was the very first person to know that i'm emo back in 6th grade. she was always the one confronting me. she was always the one fighting me. but she was always the one who said sorry. good times. back in elementary, backstabbing was never done between all of us. we confronted, and we had fights but we were all true. but in high school, chyea, we hang out, laugh, talk and stuff but we backstab, and that is just so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R574-WS0QQI/AAAAAAAAABU/Y5351sS8EC8/s1600-h/they+don%27t+know+that+we+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R574-WS0QQI/AAAAAAAAABU/Y5351sS8EC8/s320/they+don%27t+know+that+we+do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160835973033246978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3067021387051102972?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3067021387051102972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3067021387051102972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3067021387051102972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3067021387051102972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-so-lazy-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R574-WS0QQI/AAAAAAAAABU/Y5351sS8EC8/s72-c/they+don%27t+know+that+we+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4487065463493317832</id><published>2008-01-28T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:37:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bum day</title><content type='html'>random fact: i put my finger in my mouth and make popping sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed up until 2 in the morning last night, so i was too lazy to get up for school. we were just gonna have a mass and then a little program after for teachers' day, and then go  home. so i don't think i missed anything, except for my attendance.  i didn't have anything to do today, so i just vacuumed my room and watched the oc after. im so bored. i went on hexrpg.com and had some homework, i was too lazy so i just c&amp;amp;p, and i got 7/10 on dada and transfiguration. boo me. bored.bored.bored. i already memorized my flute stuffs, and my stuff are already ready for tomorrow. what else should i do? hmm.. quotes? &gt;_&lt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/people2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you fall in love it changes you forever. No matter how hard you try, the feelings never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/thcouple4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a horrible feeling, holding on when you know you should be letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/thcouplee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We scream our insecurities but mutter our apologies. And that's why the world will always be so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/thcamera5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of girl who will try and brighten your day up with a joke, even when I can't seem to brighten up my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/thdress1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you're just a typical guy, dragging a girl along, because you're not really sure what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/thphotograpicoppurtunity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have three choices in your life, give in, give up, or give it your all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4487065463493317832?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4487065463493317832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4487065463493317832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4487065463493317832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4487065463493317832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/bum-day.html' title='bum day'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c56/vanmarie_78/icons4quotes/th_people2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-2156915720995918261</id><published>2008-01-26T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:37:50.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/i/imelda_marcos.html"&gt;please visit. super funny.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my nails last night after updating. i was in my dad's room and i was watching eat bulaga cause nothing good was on. oops, bubble gang pala. dumbo me.  then i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up the next day at 6, and slept again, woke up and got to watch astigs. that should be on primetime, not palos/kungfu kids/lobo. the ending for patayin, as told by my twin sister, was stoopid. uh, why did susan roces tell jodi so stop just then? so stupid. nothing is ever good on television.. or so i though. gossip girl will be on etc next month! yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;so uhm, i woke up and my nails were smudged. so valerie and i went out in the afternoon at kimsan to check out this new makeup stand at kimsan and i saw this uber-coolio shade of yellow, but it cost 60 pesos and the brand was new to me, so i might not like it.. so i just bought pastel yellow from bobbie. yesterday, my nails were actually gold. hehe. now, they're yellow and my toes are pink, both pastel. love pastel. :) then i was doing my nails and practicing my flute for the rest of the afternoon which seemed like forever. i lost 1 kilo. our  scale doesn't measure by pounds but i think that's more or less.. 96lbs. :)&lt;br /&gt;uhh i hate it when my parents go out of town, i aksed my  dad to buy me slippers and socks and asked him again when he was coming home, he didn't reply on the second mesage.  they're both like that. pshh. parents.&lt;br /&gt;i miss yssa so much, boo-hoo. my friend had a party at her house, i didn't come cause tessa was at a wedding and  flery was there. called ariel for ate cam and found out that  flery's mom was out of town and she was coming back on wednesday, and flery and precious and my new crush[rigel], this guy who's courting flery[daniel] and arnem went to flery's house. and they went to flery's bedroom. and the guys fooled around and tried to take off rigel's pants. BLEAH. i don't know why i actually give a shit but i just see it as a.. bitchy thing for the two girls to do, i mean, two girls and three guys. i just don't feel too good with being outnumbered/alone with guys. i'm in trauma with that because of this thing i  experienced last 2006.[grammar, i know.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random fact: i NEVER liked, and used sTicKy CaPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5slFWS0QPI/AAAAAAAAABM/15Y2ouGEMRA/s1600-h/duh.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5slFWS0QPI/AAAAAAAAABM/15Y2ouGEMRA/s320/duh.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159758571897110770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-2156915720995918261?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2156915720995918261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=2156915720995918261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2156915720995918261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2156915720995918261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-did-my-nails-last-night-after.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5slFWS0QPI/AAAAAAAAABM/15Y2ouGEMRA/s72-c/duh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3873102796031296319</id><published>2008-01-25T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:53:02.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are oover!</title><content type='html'>at last. i remember iming my elementary teacher and he told me that i'm the kind of person who's naturally smart but just doesn't prioritize studying. lmao. but i wanted to be better this quarter, so i actually studied last wednesday night and last night as well, and i'm feeling good with my scores. but not math, math is so difficult. i don't even need that for college 'cause i know i'm not taking a course that has math. haha. i wanna be a seawoman. haha, right? but i'm too short for that, i stand below 5ft. shortie me. xp.last night i was tempted to drink coffee cause i was effin sleepy, but i wanted to grow taller, so i slept at 7 and set my alarm on my phone to 8:30. but i forgot to switch it to pm. so i woke up at 9:50. and i studied for bio and religion til 2:30. funny, i'm not feeling sleepy AT ALL today. prolly cause i ate. boo me. biology wasn't that hard, but religion was. it had an essay, my studying for religion was just memorizing unlike in social studies, understanding. so yeah, i flunked my religion test.&lt;br /&gt;our teacher said we still had a test during the afternoon, turns out, she only made us come to school to clean. well of course I don't clean. EVER. so i just took pictures and stuff. and after that we had flute practice and i was standing next to flery. i wanted to push her so bad but there were three teachers in front of us. sigh. and then we went to Sean's, and Precious introduced us to her boyfriend. my first imp: he was overconfident.  i had a crush on him when we were still doing taekwondo, and he was my senior. anyway, did something very weird today. bought underwear at novo with tessa and val.. what's novo? exactly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;during free period Kristan came up to me and then said that he would introduce me to arnem[translation: he's gonna grab our hands and make us hold eachother's] so i ran. lol. then later, i was listening to my chemical romance - i'm not okay so basically it was very loud and i was looking down at my yellow nails[lol] and he brought arnem to me and i was at the corner of the class room so i just calledmy teacher's attention. haha , then later kristan said, "sayang van, sasabihin ko pa naman sana yung secret namin ni arnem" and they smiled at eachother. i asked kristan if it was about me and he grinned and said "secret!". fcuk it. now i'm effin curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5mp9WS0QOI/AAAAAAAAABE/dyXror6hIds/s1600-h/coffee+life.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5mp9WS0QOI/AAAAAAAAABE/dyXror6hIds/s320/coffee+life.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159341719551230178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3873102796031296319?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3873102796031296319/comments/default' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5mp9WS0QOI/AAAAAAAAABE/dyXror6hIds/s72-c/coffee+life.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3123854284748391439</id><published>2008-01-21T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:03:18.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am who i am</title><content type='html'>this is absolutely the worst day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i went  to school late and we had our convocation and the ranks and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;everyone got lower. especially me!&lt;br /&gt;i was 48th. i'm the stupidest person in all of the second years.&lt;br /&gt;so the 1st honor was shariah again and the 2nd honor last quarter fell to the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new  &lt;/span&gt;crush didn't make it again. he used to be 3rd but well.. he slacked off. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;he got a haircut today and he was so cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we had math right after that and recess, and then  we watched this film about the body systems for our two-hour period in biology. tessa and i just slept and i woke up with a very sore neck.&lt;br /&gt;boo me. i ate 2 pieces of bread for lunch and by the way, i had cream-o and milo for recess. boo me.&lt;br /&gt;so for filipino i was so sleepy but i wanted to participate but i was really, really tired cause i stayed up all night last night doing my english project.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of, after filipino i was really looking forward to english 'cause we were gonna watch the notebook but our teacher wasn't there.. we waited 30 minutes and he told us to go down to the 2nd floor to watch the movie. duuhhh. 30 minutes na lang, so basically it sucked. that's like my 2nd favorite movie and we watch 30 minutes of it and he wants us to make a story grammar/report about it. stupid teacher.&lt;br /&gt;for religion, we just talked about the movie we watched last week, passion. and we had an activity and homework. at least i can handle the work load for religion. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then after  that i went with tessa their trainer's studio coz i wanted to see arnem dance.   what's wrong with that? gawd, it's not like i'm flirting/making pa-cute again. he is long over.     and fle was all "halata yung paghabol ni vanessa kay arnem no?" to precious.&lt;br /&gt;jeebuz, and when we talk it's like nothing's up.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i do backstab, but when i do that i'm not plastic with those who i say stuff about. i confront them, say sorry to them and most of the time, just ignore them. &lt;s&gt;die flerida! die!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am who i am, i don't give a shit about what that bitch says. i really hate her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have school stuffs to get done so, byerz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5SxK1LG_1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/StJntDTqUKI/s320/worse+is+over.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6777474458857138109-3123854284748391439?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3123854284748391439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3123854284748391439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3123854284748391439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3123854284748391439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='i am who i am'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5SxK1LG_1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/StJntDTqUKI/s72-c/worse+is+over.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-7581289659990667293</id><published>2008-01-19T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:37:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my disease is back. the one where i study late at night because i was on the compuer all day. pshh, i need to pull myself together. it was my nanny's wedding today and i wish i could've come but i had yfc love conference. it was okay, i cried, as usual and i slept for a couple of hours, okay, 3 hours.  haha. february is coming. i have some things tolook forward to that month:&lt;br /&gt;9th family day - i'm part of a flute presentation. haha&lt;br /&gt;14th - valentine's day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slash&lt;/span&gt; my sister Tracy's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23rd&lt;/span&gt; birthday&lt;br /&gt;clearance signing and ndea and i think final exam. pshh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to hexrpg.com . it's a hogwarts role playing game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slash&lt;/span&gt; forum site. i'm a slytherin. be jealous. XD&lt;br /&gt;people think of me as this girl who talks all the time and hates silence but really, i loove silence. i hate it when people talk. especially to me. i hate noise. there are just times that i feel like talking but i'm more of a quiet person. and some people have noticed that in school now. i don't talk super loud during math, filipino and even RECESS now. uh-may-zing. vanessa? quiet? really? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5HEsFLG_0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N7tFJck82Pw/s1600-h/z60675813.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5HEsFLG_0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N7tFJck82Pw/s320/z60675813.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157119309897989954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-7581289659990667293?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7581289659990667293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=7581289659990667293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/7581289659990667293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/7581289659990667293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-disease-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R5HEsFLG_0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N7tFJck82Pw/s72-c/z60675813.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-625101689858946651</id><published>2008-01-14T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:03:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time check:11:25pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4t7EFLG_zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1yFtNV2OS80/s1600-h/z14098411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4t7EFLG_zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1yFtNV2OS80/s320/z14098411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155349508494130994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lot on my to-do list already. final quarter stress is starting... i have just one project, pero it would take me long hours to make. reading reports again. 3 short stories to be handed in on monday. and our exams are gonna be sometime this month &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slash&lt;/span&gt; next month. so let's just say i lost five points on my average grade on one of my major subjects. not the 90[point]THIS but the whole number part[90].. gets? well, i don't really wanna say the grade and subject cause it's too damn disappointing. well, i have already studied for my quiz in araling panlipunan and computer tomorrow but i need to study more. so i guess this blog would be on hiatus for a while? i guess. i have to focus on school again. i'm not even reading normal books no more all i read are textbooks and notebooks. ^__^ yey me!&lt;br /&gt;we had our class picture today. i looked so dumb. especially on the freestyle. sigh. i started  blogging.. 2006. two years na! my first was on friendster but that wasn't real, i just posted  quotes there. haha. my first real one was on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://vanmarie.diaryland.com/"&gt;diaryland&lt;/a&gt;, then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://xanga.com/x__bluehearts"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;-i spent months over there. i loved that blog... and then.. i tried  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://uhhm.multiply.com/"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt; for a while and ended up here na. hihi. i've changed so much in writing pala. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;well, bye-bye for now! be back in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-625101689858946651?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/625101689858946651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=625101689858946651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/625101689858946651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/625101689858946651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-check1125pm.html' title='time check:11:25pm'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4t7EFLG_zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1yFtNV2OS80/s72-c/z14098411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4950756949636378417</id><published>2008-01-13T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:34:42.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagalog post</title><content type='html'>nagkita na kami ni yssa kagabi. yey. sobrang na miss ko talaga siya tapos sinabihan niya nanaman ako, "van.. tumataba ka nanaman". haay kaya nga kailangang seryosohin ko na talaga yung problema na yun. isa pa nga palang problema, my goosh, kung saan-saan na ako napadpad ngayong araw na to, fit mart, mercury, sa parlor, simbahan.. pero ni hindi ko man lang nabuklat ang libro ko sa araling panlipunan, may quiz pa kami bukas. unang period. ang tanga ko talaga. anong oras na? alas otso 45. haha, ang hina ko talaga sa tagalog. sige gagawin ko lang tong layout ko tapos mag-aaral na ako. nga pala, share naman kayo ng study tips oh.. sobrang naiinis ako sa sarili ko ang hirap-hirap kasi para sa akin na magstudy.. huhu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4oE01LG_yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xtUJq7u8HrY/s1600-h/z127316064.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4oE01LG_yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xtUJq7u8HrY/s320/z127316064.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154938029152337698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4950756949636378417?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4950756949636378417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4950756949636378417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4950756949636378417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4950756949636378417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/tagalog-post.html' title='tagalog post'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4oE01LG_yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xtUJq7u8HrY/s72-c/z127316064.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6050129320590464204</id><published>2008-01-12T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:21:23.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy body</title><content type='html'>i thought this saturday was gonna be my free day.. but since we filled up our ndea answer sheets all morning yesterday, our quiz for computer and araling panlipunan would be on monday. at least i have time to study, right? but noo. today we cleaned up my mother's house and tomorrow i'm cleaning my room here at my fadurr's. and i just came home from kimsan, did grocery shopping. psshhh.&lt;br /&gt;at 5:30 mom's gonna have a prayer meeting at yssa's. we're gonna meet again and just hang. so how's your weekend going?&lt;br /&gt;P.S. have you read my quote of the day today? it's funny. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.tinypic.com/8e88ciu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6050129320590464204?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6050129320590464204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6050129320590464204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6050129320590464204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6050129320590464204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-body.html' title='busy body'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.tinypic.com/8e88ciu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1632925321327893660</id><published>2008-01-11T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:20:34.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinspiration;</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;She looks in the mirror and pokes at her thighs.&lt;br /&gt;She slides her hands over her stomach,&lt;br /&gt;and she smiles as her hand glides over a bone.&lt;br /&gt;Not a morsel of food will pass her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks as if the slightest breeze will blow her away.&lt;br /&gt;As if the slightest touch would break her.&lt;br /&gt;So pale and fragile looking, yet so elegant.&lt;br /&gt;Not a morsel of food will pass her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i need to lose weight now. i'm through with binging and eating like a pig. i need to lose weight or else i wouldn't be able to fit into my clothes. you could say i'm raving again, but it's true. it's better to be skinny, i mean, you have a wider variety of clothes, you feel more confident and you're not picked on. i'm surrounded by these people who &lt;img style="width: 170px; height: 255px;" src="http://i9.tinypic.com/6oz7gh2.jpg" align="right" /&gt;wouldn't care basta they'd pick on the unfortunate ones. and in this case, i'm one of them. dati, "val, why does vanessa have a lot of pimples?" and now, "van, konti nalang kasing laki mo na si val." i have a big tummy, so when i told sha i was getting fat, she was like, "mataba ka?" uhm yeah, botod ako. it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jinelle went to the third years' building at recess kanina. she was asking for her teddy back, so i wrote on it, right? well tessa already knows that jinelle's mad at me for some reason i don't know why-why i know she's hating me? because all her friends whom i used to be friends with started hating me too, but when they fight, they're nice to me again. get it?- so tessa made jinelle hate me even more by telling na ako yung sumulat, pwede namang "nakita ko nalang na may sulat" kasi she didn't really see me write on it, i just showed her what was written. that's what i would've done 'cause i got her back. and i thought she had mine. biatch.&lt;br /&gt;you probably hate me for thinking this way now, please excuse me. wala ako sa mood right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1632925321327893660?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1632925321327893660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1632925321327893660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1632925321327893660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1632925321327893660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/thinspiration.html' title='thinspiration;'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.tinypic.com/6oz7gh2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-403033204259778200</id><published>2008-01-08T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:20:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun.fun.fun</title><content type='html'>i actually went on blogger tonight to delete the first part of my previous post but then.. i just love laughing at my mistakes. i have been so terribly addicted to surveys lately na i curse every time i see the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;max no. of bulletins has been exceeded&lt;/span&gt; thingy shows up. so uhm.,, i don't watch patayin sa sindak si barbara, coz we have a patayin sa kindat si barbara in our room.  soo much fun chatting with them guys[to the ignorant i mean guys by my classmates, not just boys but bs&amp;amp;gs]. today was a hot day. but stuff worked out well, i think. so my fadurr was in a good mood this morning and gave me 100 pesos for my baon, and i didn't have change for my fare sa tricycle so i had to bring the 100-pso bill to school.-you see, when i save up, like now, i bring  12 pesos to school just for my fare to keep myself from spending- but i gave in to temptation.. so this afternoon i checked my pocket and i only had.... six pesos. and wala kaming recess sa hapon, take note. i'm saving up for.. spending again. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;so today i was one of the prayer leaders during the rosary.. i guess that's why my day turned out right. so, flery and i reconciled but she's still uncomfortable around me.. and i noticed, every subject i sit next to the person checking his test paper[No Permanent Seat ako] and every subject, we're groupmates. for english we were  supposed to make a poem about flowers, i just got one online and edited it. i know it's wrong, pero.. flowers? i don't like flowers.&lt;br /&gt;do you know jinelle cheza ouano? 3rd year of ndtc, graduate from st. john spent freshie and sophie years at addu, owns edjin pension house.. anyway, tessa's related to her and we found out that she was gonna be asbent today 'cause she's gonna be a bridesmaid. and our building overlooks the church. :D  christmas party--jinelle left a stuffed toy she just received that day and valerie took it thinking it was our classmate's, now we can't give it back coz well.. she hates me and i have no idea why, we used to be playmates back in elementary.. so the teddy bear's name is cheza.. lol. and i wrote "property of st. rose" on it and put our section's "st.rose" shirt on it. dismissal. went to the ladies' room with tessa, val and precious. waited outside and peeked at church. rushed back to the cr and yelled, "yabz! yabz! si cheza! naka dress!" and i saw the ex. hell she couldn't get out of the room 'cause i was standing by the dor. : ) so tessa is my yabz, no, i ain't a lezbo. it's just for fun. 4 months nang "kami". after i got home i watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the hunchback of notre dame&lt;/span&gt; on vhs because i read somewhere that i would see i belle of beauty and the beast and aladin.. wala naman.. on i don't think i looked any different from my freshman year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4N-1FLG_wI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gJppmW4ycak/s320/Untitled-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;soo.. how was your day??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-403033204259778200?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/403033204259778200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=403033204259778200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/403033204259778200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/403033204259778200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/funfunfun.html' title='fun.fun.fun'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R4N-1FLG_wI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gJppmW4ycak/s72-c/Untitled-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8457765553218932569</id><published>2008-01-07T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:36:24.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school nanaman...</title><content type='html'>flag ceremony- we didn't sing tacurong hymn. bwaha. he stood up front, making iwas  again, 'eh?&lt;br /&gt;araling panlipunan-groupmates kami ni *toot*. and Flery was such a bitch to me. my exam score-34/50 boo-hoo&lt;br /&gt;math- sige, magharutan lang kayo jan!&lt;br /&gt;recess-saw his ex. and Fle was so trying to be innocent, but she can't really pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;biology- groupmates nanaman. ahah, kala mo gusto ka ng kapatid ko?! jerk!&lt;br /&gt;filipino-i wanna kill my filipino teacher.&lt;br /&gt;english-thinking.. imagining my short story&lt;br /&gt;religion-found out about his little secret. i'm a whole lot worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry bout that, i'm currently in my "moving on" stage kasi.. read on. this next one's gonna be "safer". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in elementary, i was so maarte and everyone hated that about  me. whenever i wanted to change, they would be like, "si vanessa? magbago? himala", "ows?" "imposible yan!" they kept holding me back, and now i can't change because i fear what others would think of me. uhh&lt;br /&gt;i'm wasting my life. it's never supposed to be all about ar but then.. he's there. there are more things to life, i know. and i'm scared that i might die tomorrow not being able to do what i need to. i need to let go of the things that don't make me happy and i should take life daily, make each beautiful moment last... but i'm all wrong! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time to get my act straight up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you gonna watch&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; patayin sa sindak si barbara? &lt;/span&gt;i want to, but i'm all alone in my room at night. sigh. how was your first day of school this 2008? c'mon, tell me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8457765553218932569?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8457765553218932569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8457765553218932569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8457765553218932569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8457765553218932569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-nanaman.html' title='school nanaman...'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6217087250909701833</id><published>2008-01-04T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:10:18.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;reunion was okay. i met my nephew, sophie. she was so effin cute!i didn't get to buy stuff i wanted, just a few books &lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R34vMFLG_vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6xiTinkjeUs/s320/sophie.jpg" align="left" /&gt;and magazines.. i need new clothes.. hmpf, i'm still so tired. i've had this headache since last night. classes on the 7th, and i'm failing biology. i don't have my project and investigatory thingy yet. boo me. so, the books i bought, a tale of two cities, and another classic. i also bought ok! with j.lo on the cover and starstudio with anne because there wasn't  any candymag available yet.  and.. reader's digest. our maid of 9 years left the other day and i have chores, psshh. i'm so gonna be busy, i'm buying groceries tomorrow if i see my dad. : } i decided that i'm gonna be optimistic about this year. so instead of a to-do list, i will have a list of my achievements of some sort, it would be fun. well, i have to clean up my stuff now, bye! : }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6217087250909701833?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6217087250909701833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6217087250909701833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6217087250909701833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6217087250909701833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2008/01/reunion-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/R34vMFLG_vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6xiTinkjeUs/s72-c/sophie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3314159502505597522</id><published>2007-12-28T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T20:29:02.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last..</title><content type='html'>this would be my last post for the year. so uhm, i changed my layout because my old one was the same as this other girl's. and i just did my friendster. my cousins from ilo-ilo are here, and tomorrow they'll be driving to davao and they will spend new year's there because they want a firework-free new year's eve, because of the baby. so, i have.. 7 nieces and nephews [that i know]. i am getting old! lmao.&lt;br /&gt;so this afternoon, yssa and i went out and we only had 100 pesos. it was so dull, because we didn't have a camera with us. well, on january first i'll be at davao. and i have to do something.. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3314159502505597522?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3314159502505597522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3314159502505597522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3314159502505597522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3314159502505597522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/last.html' title='last..'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3209380634728987253</id><published>2007-12-27T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:23:13.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tama na.</title><content type='html'>2008!!! i can't wait for 2008!&lt;br /&gt;my christmas was a total bore. on the 24th, i was supposed to go paint ball-ing with my cousins on my father's side but the place was closed, so we just ate some soup and chicken at this place by the foot of some mountain. i tell you, the service was soo slow and when we came in, the  people who work there just looked at us.  and then they had gay waitresses. and when this gay guy served our soup he was like strutting or something and out of the blue, i said, "bench pose!" . golly, that was soo stupid of me. ahah. i wasn't expecting any gifts, so i got a cat-stuffed toy. duhr, i hate cats. well at least my grand mother gave me cash, then i have money na, llol. i'm saving up 'cause i'm planning another shopping spree thingy by march. weee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm meeting yssa tomorrow, super excited. it's been a while, since our fight and all. and i'm glad your christmas was better than mine. rofl, my layouts suck. my friendster bg is the same as tanya's, and she did hers wayy better and here in blogger, with a girl named camz, huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a total pig. i gained 3 kilos! uh, and on january 1st, we're heading to davao for a del corro reunion. i don't like them, they separate me from the adults, they mix me with the 8-year olds. for goodness' sake, i'm effin 13! uh. and we're not allowed to shop because my cousins would get jealous? heck, nauna nga sila sa davao eh para mamili, tapos kaming huli na pupunta sa davao, hindi pwede mamili? soo unfair. may pasok na sa 7th.. sana umayos na ang lahat by then.. or else. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this from ate jam. . soo true. lmfao.. READ ON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px; overflow: auto; width: 450px; height: 200px;"&gt;HOW GUYS FLIRT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He stares at you alot.&lt;br /&gt;2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )&lt;br /&gt;3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a conversation with you&lt;br /&gt;4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mum that day she picked you up from school.&lt;br /&gt;5. He blew off his buds to go see "Brown Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process&lt;br /&gt;7. His voice gets softer when ever you two talk.&lt;br /&gt;8. You hung up on him. He called you back.&lt;br /&gt;9. You were invited by him to a group outing.&lt;br /&gt;10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do laugh PRETTY LOUD. Which makes you laugh even harder...&lt;br /&gt;12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation&lt;br /&gt;13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;14. He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, thighs, KNEES,ect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW GIRLS FLIRT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.She calls you by your full name not just a nick name.&lt;br /&gt;2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.&lt;br /&gt;3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.&lt;br /&gt;5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her  face.&lt;br /&gt;6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.&lt;br /&gt;7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.&lt;br /&gt;8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.&lt;br /&gt;9. You catch her staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.&lt;br /&gt;11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;12. She knows your phone number and address. ( stalker much? )&lt;br /&gt;13. She will try and talk, and spend time with you as much as possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3209380634728987253?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3209380634728987253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3209380634728987253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3209380634728987253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3209380634728987253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/tama-na.html' title='tama na.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-2281650543849263241</id><published>2007-12-19T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:21:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i still remember my post about Christmas a year ago. I gave almost all of the gifts i received away and i felt pretty good. and i never expected something like this to have happened . i went to school with my hair curled and i saw him immediately, actually i have already seen him at simbang gabi, since he's one of the knights of the altar,. what i'm trying to say is, up-close. he didn't even say hi, but i really didn't want to mind, 'cause i might trip, hehe. and then later, we talked and had fun, so I guess we're good, i only have like, 5 nights of seeing him and then it's gonna be a week of agony, sigh. it's my dad's birthday today and i only greeted him like an hour ago. pshh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-2281650543849263241?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2281650543849263241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=2281650543849263241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2281650543849263241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/2281650543849263241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1984984375117735793</id><published>2007-12-18T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T19:20:22.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUMBO I AM</title><content type='html'>I rearranged our seats for the tests so he'd be behind me, mwahaha. and he was starting to be all sweet again, He would be soo close to me, whisper stuffs in my ear and well.. he  wasn't mean anymore.. xp then just before our test for religion, i sat next to anne and she sprayed her perfume which i told her smelled like crap on my face, i said, "Ang bastos mo naman." 'cause a bit of it went to my eye, and then later Dee and anne ignored me. Dee puts her bag on my locker so i took it out and hid it cause i was so pissed at them and then later, we had an oral for math and i was staying away from anne and dee kept looking. grr, so then Paulo told me,&lt;br /&gt;"Van, don't forget to remind your sister about my statement tee okay?" [val designs shirts].&lt;br /&gt;"ok."&lt;br /&gt;"speaking of, what are you giving stephen?"&lt;br /&gt;i mouthed, "my heart!" and said "huh? what's the point?"&lt;br /&gt;and when Dee, Anne, Paulo, Vanessa and I finished, we said  our goodbyes. Paulo calls Dee and Anne Babe for show so I started calling my teacher babe too and i think i he thinks he was the one i kept calling. no he wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;I know why he did it... because i was so possessive.. yukyuk.  so it'll be back to zero tomorrow. boo me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1984984375117735793?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1984984375117735793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1984984375117735793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1984984375117735793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1984984375117735793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/dumbo-i-am.html' title='DUMBO I AM'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4135482981356582458</id><published>2007-12-15T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:09:57.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken</title><content type='html'>exam on monday. and i don't know why i can't study. i did my friendster again. i wrote a story about this girl who's finally coming back to her boyfriend but on the day they're supposed to meet, he dies. it's called can't cry hard enough and i love it. &lt;3. no, i'm not inlove. i'm on pessimist mode again. just when i was trying to move on, she flirts with him in front of me. i feel so pissed but i try not to show it 'cause she's my friend and i should support her. yssa's finally changing. yeahh. i'm not giving any gifts this christmas 'cause i don't feel like it, so i'm not expecting. I'm so sad. sigh. the 25th will be just a regular day. i'm looking forward to new year's. some of mii resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1. eat and spend less&lt;br /&gt;2.study harder&lt;br /&gt;3.don't care about things that aren't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;4.clean up my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study. then die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4135482981356582458?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4135482981356582458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4135482981356582458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4135482981356582458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4135482981356582458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/broken.html' title='broken'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4691625903879546979</id><published>2007-12-11T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:43:22.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up at 6:30 today, so i guess 7 tomorrow? hehe.. i've got work again, flute chords for music and florante &amp;amp; laura for filipino. huhu. i asked flery to ask him what's up and i got my answer. ;| so i was silent for the last two periods that day and i just slept. i was so stupid, after everything i did, everything i planned to do, that happened. sigh. but i'm still gonna be sending in my poem for school paper it's entitled To My Prince[his nickname] from Suri [in case you don't know, Suri is Spanish for princess]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my world of crashed hearts&lt;br /&gt;and lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;I cry your name&lt;br /&gt;Yet you're still out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you've found her&lt;br /&gt;I know she's better&lt;br /&gt;But deep in my heart, I know&lt;br /&gt;You'll never love her&lt;br /&gt;As much as you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really in the mood kasi kanina.. ;] And then after class I went out with Pre, Fle, Val and Tessa to find stuffs for Christmas. I got a new Kringle and we decided not to use code names anymore, it's a rich girl and it's so difficult to find a gift for her because she got all she wanted. So, I chose this thing from Bench. and it's pink. she loves pink. harhar&lt;br /&gt;grr! the site where i watch gossip girl is gone.. uhh where do i watch now?? i'm feeling a bit of a headache.. i should lie down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCERT PICS:  [i didn't post much 'cause we kinda looked wasted. haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/5/12/11/f_1196417448lm_2adb48a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://i9.tinypic.com/8axyzd5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://i6.tinypic.com/7xv3a01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4691625903879546979?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4691625903879546979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4691625903879546979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4691625903879546979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4691625903879546979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-woke-up-at-630-today-so-i-guess-7.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.tinypic.com/8axyzd5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-361816854676341217</id><published>2007-12-10T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:32:03.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malapit na!!!</title><content type='html'>is life gonna be better now? oh, i hope so. valerie slept here at dad's last night because my brother's at my mom's. so i woke up at 6 in the morning and really rushed. we had our assembly at the gym coz the concert stage was being cleaned up. speaking of concert, it was fun. cueshe's ok pala.. ;] i was feeling good despite the fact that i gained 3lbs this weekend 'cause i don't have any projects anymore.&lt;br /&gt;araling panlipunan-took down some notes [lecture]&lt;br /&gt;math-slept and had a quiz&lt;br /&gt;recess-i didn't eat any.. [ayus!]&lt;br /&gt;biology-we  did this thing with a raw chicken wing. disgusting. i'm never eating chicken ever again.&lt;br /&gt;so on the way to the wet  lab, we saw I-St. Joseph and Prince was totally checking out J so when I passed J, i was like, "ah, my favorite section, with the little slave of the school band." haha. and then valerie told me  a while ago that J went up to her and was all, "Ate, I'm not the one coming up to Prince!" DUH, who asked for his number? who told Prince, whom you've just met, where you live? I'm 13, not 10. :)) but i don't wanna fight her anymore 'cause i found out something so confidential about her and i don't wanna be another pain in her ass. and valerie said, "HUH? i'm valerie, not vanessa!" and her friends laughed their heads off. oh, the joys of having a twin! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"just when i finally started loving him, his love fades away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;and i'm soo wanting to kill myself for being so dumb. i just let him slip like that! grrr. so do i show him that i do? or do i let go? i tried option two, but it doesn't seem to work.. huhu help!&lt;br /&gt;at the concert yssa followed me around and i would just snob her, and then my NEW best friend pushed me towards her and i screamed, "ew! i don't wanna touch that bitch!" and i didn't really care how she felt then but now i do 'cause that was so rude coz she goes to my school's rival and the concert was at my school and my classmates heard what i said but i have never felt so betrayed in my life! uhh&lt;br /&gt;about the title, i'm currently [and still] worrying about my weight and of course, tests. ah! next week na, so now i have to copy my classmates' notes and READ.READ.READ.&lt;br /&gt;i will watch maging sino ka man, and then on christmas break, i will have gossip girl marathons. ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-361816854676341217?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/361816854676341217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=361816854676341217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/361816854676341217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/361816854676341217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/malapit-na.html' title='malapit na!!!'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3467157040612297915</id><published>2007-12-04T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:25:08.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i hate drawing. grrr... i have this project for araling panlipunan that i'm supposed to pass within this week. boo. and, i have another thing as well-which is for english, i have to make 2 reports and hand 'em in on monday. sigh, and that's easier, i wish the ap was the one to be passed on monday. hmpf. my day was terrible. i cut myself last night but Tessa didn't get mad for it, and i thought my day would be better. WRONG! my flute got lost and my dad won't give me money to be a new one and he was like soo rude to me. i want to kill him, but no thanks. pwaha. lauren! we have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;samahan ng mga malamig ang pasko&lt;/span&gt;, too! lmao.. at first i didn't sign up but then my girls were in so i had no choice. i'm not curling my hair on xmas party[moved to the 19th] coz i'm buying the penshoppe watch, the one with like a dozen of straps. i know it's like so 2005 pero that's what i love about tacurong, hehe.. soo late. in fact, skinny jeans started to be "in" here last august lang.. haha.. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3467157040612297915?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3467157040612297915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3467157040612297915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3467157040612297915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3467157040612297915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-drawing.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4435453251209687178</id><published>2007-12-02T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:29:24.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cannot start my Filipino essays.. sigh. . one about my mother and the other's about the most important thing to me. and i hate filipino. uhh but i have to do it 'cause my monthly test scores were low. i just came from davao. i bought clothes for our Christmas party. i'm playing safe again. haha. i am so dumb when it comes to fashion. i look terrible in skinny jeans so i bought regular ones. i couldn't wear anything that doesn't cover my legs or else my cuts would show and i'm dead. hehe. gossip girl, ang tagal mong mag-load! uhh.. val and louie's still at davao. they'll be abse for school tomorrow. yssa is such a b****! i sent her a letter making her choose between her lezbo lover or me. and, uhh! hate her. she told me she's trying to get over tweetie but look at her &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/user.php?uid=33504679"&gt;profile&lt;/a&gt;, it's screaming tweety. duhr&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was still in davao, but i have a quiz in bio and i have to do this speech for english. i must get higher grades.. pleassee God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reply to my letter: [she sent it on friendster]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; OVERFLOW: auto; PADDING-TOP: 4px; HEIGHT: 200px"&gt;van?uhm.di ko maintindihan letter mo.insert ko lang `to.ayaw ko nman na mawala ka sken ehh.tgal2 na nating mg.friends.dami nren nating pinagsamahan,kaya nga uu I admit.kahit na mei konteng love pren ako nffil kei tweetie.di ko na gusto na mkpg.balikan sknya.why?xe ayaw ko na gawin ung mali.kaya nga na enlyten na heart tas mind ko na ung ginawa ko mali.pro kasi until now nffil iniinsist pren ni inna na mei meaning pren ung smen if mgksma kami.uu nga ganun kme pro di na kami comited.kung ano2 xe iniicp ng iba.kaya nga nga.change na ako for good..I'm trying.ayaw ko nman na because of her mwwla bestfriend ko dbuh?love man kita.&amp;amp;&amp;amp; you that ayt?.tssk.kaya nga ayaw ko na gumawa uli ng mali.kaya nga yung "yssa" na kilala mo dati,and2 pren nman.I know it's too dramatic pro bhala na.I just want to explain.di rin ako mkatawag sa phone eh.always kang wala.I hope you understand mee.I know you're mad.pro Kelangan ko i.face.ugh.sige tace care.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know where i can download somewhere down the road by sitti? it's not on limewire..&lt;br /&gt;what happened in makati? uh, i thought it was gonna be martial law again, sayang. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4435453251209687178?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4435453251209687178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4435453251209687178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4435453251209687178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4435453251209687178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cannot-start-my-filipino-essays.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-3071199439230049595</id><published>2007-11-26T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:57:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;i still have two tests tomorrow. pehm and computer. bah, my grades are like ultra low right now because i don't feel like studying because of the drama's at home. so anyway, i cut myself at school today. i got 10 cuts and everyone was like, "geez vanessa, it's just a guy. are you that depressed?" . stupid heads. no guy is worth my tears and blood. they also said that when i went to school after crying real hard. i need not explain to them. tessa's really mad at me because she saw the blade i used. Precious and Klier, too. but not that much. i already promised it won't happen again. i'm glad the two of them understood.&lt;br /&gt;christmas party an the 14th. i have nothing to wear! we have our kringles again but this time, we use code names, like in grade school. this isn't my first christmas with my parents separated cause for the last two years, even when my mom still lived at our house, we would go to davao and spend it with our sisters. i wanna die! uhh. i thought if they split they wouldn't fight anymore, but it didn't change. boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-3071199439230049595?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3071199439230049595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=3071199439230049595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3071199439230049595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/3071199439230049595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-still-have-two-tests-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-1565100273143462261</id><published>2007-11-21T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:40:19.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate taekwondo</title><content type='html'>yup. i do. anyway, i was rank 38 for first quarter and now.. 27! weehh.. i'm so inspired to study na.. exams' on the 23rd and 26th.. so i'ma rush.. i'm so happy! pero, we all know na when bad things happen, something better is coming. so, that was the good thing.. the bad is.. kyle flirted with a girl on drum corp. practice and im like, kakabati palang namin, gagawa naman siya ng reason for us to fight?! and this time, siya pa yung may ganang umiwas.. uhh! pero whatever. im not even his girlfriend to have a right to be jealous. woah. my sister is gonna kill me if she reads this. sige. iiwasan ko rin siya! things will fall into place.. ;] gtg gotta study! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-1565100273143462261?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1565100273143462261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=1565100273143462261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1565100273143462261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/1565100273143462261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-taekwondo.html' title='i hate taekwondo'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4877196451458309249</id><published>2007-11-10T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T17:59:58.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl</title><content type='html'>..in my quest for getting a higher level on teentalk, i tried to reply on every topic as much as possible. crazy, i know. so i came across the gossip girl thread. i know it's not airing on any philippine network yet so i kind of got discouraged to watch. but of course, being with the mission i had i looked for a post in which i could reply to. and there it was. a site linking to the latest episodes of the show. i totally forgot about my reply and just clicked on the link. goodbye the o.c, hello gossip girl! hehe. i wish i could read the book but i'm saving up for all the &lt;em&gt;lemony snicket's&lt;/em&gt; books including the secret letters so, i'm just sticking to the show even though i'm sure the books are way better.&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot what comes with school absences. my classmate texted me the other day that we were seatmates now, up front. i'm so pissed. but when bad things happen, good things follow right? ohh mann i hope so. i did my multiply site. it's not realy the way i wanted it to be, but it was ok, i guess. it's safe to check it out now. hehe.. the link's on the side.&lt;br /&gt;inna, my cousin who's classmates with Yssa said that Yssa made me a letter. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4877196451458309249?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4877196451458309249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4877196451458309249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4877196451458309249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4877196451458309249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/11/gossip-girl.html' title='gossip girl'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-810791228286316660</id><published>2007-11-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T02:06:46.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>soo.. what do you think of the layout? ok, i know it's not reaaalll good and it doesn't have that much originality, but c'mon, not bad for a beginner in blogger's templates right? if you know what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the friendliest person in the world, i know that. i NEVER think of approaching people and just say hi. i meet pople through my friends. and i only got to have friends here at school when i talked to them during group discussions or when i borrow their stuff. and i only talked to my seat mate last year 2-3 times a week. but i really wanna gain friends here na kaya lang i don't know how.. waah! mommie!&lt;br /&gt;i've been absent for almost a school week now. school week because in the real week, there are 7 days while on a school week there are 5. hehe. i'm making stuff up. woah. it's 2:17am. I wonder how late would i wake up tomorrow... ^__^&lt;br /&gt;lauren's birthday kanina. she's 14! time runs so fast. 14 that's like a real/mature teenager. coz when you're thirteen you just start out with all the new things you think you can when you reach that age but when you're 14 they'll be more stuff. like responsibilities, permanent expectations and stuff. but i'm not turning 14 yet in 6 months. tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow i do my multiply site and on monday i'm sleeping late again coz i'll be copying maybe tons of notes and i'll be calling my classmates bout the topics on bio coz our teachers there, yes plural... they just talk and you can't copy. i miss my real bio teacher. she's so pretty and impressive. she walks in to our classroom with a stick of chalk[unfortunately, or section doesn't get the white board] and a hand fan. and she can talk for 2 hours about stuff  that make my nosebleed but make me say 'oohh'  like a kid every now and then..&lt;br /&gt;my left eye's not so red anymore.. i better get to sleep. goodnight poh! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-810791228286316660?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/810791228286316660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=810791228286316660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/810791228286316660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/810791228286316660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-4600148763233100553</id><published>2007-11-05T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T02:12:59.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sister's&lt;/span&gt; here and we never talk. we're the only people in my dad's house right now and we still don't. this is fun. nah, just kidding of course. i miss her. i miss it when she annoys me with all her HTML questions and when i annoy her with my stealing of her clothes. i can't talk to her because i know i disappointed her, because i probably hurt her, because i actually lied to her face so many times. i want to say sorry to her but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; scared that she won't treat me like she used to. now it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;valerie&lt;/span&gt; she's hanging out with more. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uuhhh! &lt;/span&gt;school's back and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; proud to say i haven't talked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; all day. i'm doing this for my sister. i'm not gonna let her know about this now because i know now's not the best time. Tracy[the sister] curled her hair. i wanna curl mine too! but it's too short right now, i cut my hair like armpit-short last September, now it's November it's just 3 inches longer. grr! soo tagal.. I'm using PanOxyl right now and it's working. I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some homework na..&lt;br /&gt;-memorize Tagalog speech before Wednesday[yikes!]&lt;br /&gt;-do Filipino homework&lt;br /&gt;-research Korea's geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Davao last week and bought a bag and flip-flops. i had 1,200 with me and i went home with 600.. sigh, my pants got torn and i tried on a cute pair which cost only 500 but Riley and Ally were effin rushing me coz they wanted to ride the bump cars. such kids, sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will change layout soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, first, i get mumps.[then it heals,] now i got a sore eye? what is this all about? i'm really pissed cause i'll be missing so much at school(works).. but being absent's coolio! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but that's not what this edit is for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy talked to me! it was her demanding "kain na." again which nung una sinagot ko siya [that was the other day, so yeah we "talked"] but this time i wanted to be nice, i was all mm-hmm, and then she sat in front of me while i was eating and i was really freaked out and scared at the same time and then she started asking stuffs like, "why are you sick?" "where's your mumps again?" and she would tease me that there was green goo coming out of it or something. really funny, [it's a start] and then she "bragged" about the cute 10-peso notebooks she bought like she used to. i'm really happy.. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-4600148763233100553?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4600148763233100553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=4600148763233100553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4600148763233100553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/4600148763233100553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/11/lol.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8945955820311924417</id><published>2007-10-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:51:00.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveyou is such a foolish word to say.</title><content type='html'>my effin sister hates me for having a boyfriend. for being imperfect, for lying to her and disappointing her. that's not so bad. she won't talk to me forever. uhhhh. i'm sick right now. i have mumps and they hurt so bad and my sisters won't come near me coz they might get infected. anyway, sem break na and i NEED to go to Davao to buy some stuffs for school. so the tests were terrible. Klier got on my nerves with my "helping her out", if you know what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klier: Van, pacopy mamaya sa english ha..&lt;br /&gt;Van: Sure ba. Diba nagstudy ka sa araling panlipunan?&lt;br /&gt;Klier: Oo, sige pacopy kita dun mamaya kasi nakastudy man ako.. basta wag mo ko kalimutan mamaya huh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok.&lt;br /&gt;right before AP test..&lt;br /&gt;Klier: Van, wag mo akong kalimutan mamaya ha..&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh wala ako naka study dyan 'no! tsaka sabi mo ikaw ang nakastudy dyan!&lt;br /&gt;Klier: konti man lang..&lt;br /&gt;Me: uh.. kay Ariel nalang ako magpapatulong&lt;br /&gt;Klier: sige, pasa mo sa kin ung sagot nya huh..[didn't]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, she is soo annoying! i mean, she even copied word-per-word my homeroom test about family values and stuff so di ba dapat iba talaga yung sagot kasi bout sa family??&lt;br /&gt;then nung isang test mas mataas ang score ko kinompare niya talaga.. uh! nakakainis! tapos nung di ko na siya pinakopya sa math, mas mataas pa rin ang score niya... i don't know why pero i hate her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, i don't answer my tests 1-70 by cheating, i only do that in math.. but the other stuffs, i study for them and i just ask for my seatmates' answers if i'm not sure in some items.. got that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8945955820311924417?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8945955820311924417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8945955820311924417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8945955820311924417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8945955820311924417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/10/iloveyou-is-such-foolish-word-to-say.html' title='iloveyou is such a foolish word to say.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-7649542115220939769</id><published>2007-10-11T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:27:03.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain.rain.rain</title><content type='html'>ok. that's it. i'd had enough. i weigh 92 lbs now and that is already wayyy too much. and he lied to me! urgh! the nerve! oh, i want to kill him! i want to pull all his hair out! how dare he? it's a good thing he's not coming to the youth camp tomorrow then i'd be able to get myself used to him not being around me for 3 days!.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning i went to school with no food in my stomach and felt like the weakest person on earth[which actually feels good for me] but then i took a bite-sized piece of chocolate and popped it in my mouth because i needed glucose. then i ate some pork thingy for lunch and then that's when i lost control. i had 80 pesos, all-new paper 20's straight for the bank and i go home with just 20 pesos in my wallet. grr! so much for "emergency money"!  anyway, my computer's kind of retarded again and it's closing the ie programs.&lt;br /&gt;check out my updated to-do list!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i hate this girl who used to go to my school.. she said she was coming over  this afternoon and my friends waited for her in a cafeteria and she stood them up! she even says that she joined this math olympics thingy in her school when she was even worse than me in math back in freshman year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-7649542115220939769?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7649542115220939769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=7649542115220939769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/7649542115220939769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/7649542115220939769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/10/rainrainrain.html' title='rain.rain.rain'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-6542733612773902463</id><published>2007-10-08T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:59:05.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addictions?</title><content type='html'>i'm here at the cafe again coz our internet at home is broken. ^__^ i went out right after bell rang i'm pretty sure my teacher's gonna kill me tomorrow. i just had more reasons to hate mondays in school:&lt;br /&gt;social studies- we're supposed to make a water clock and pass it on friday. and my groupmates are like O__o. i have no idea how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;math-read nancy drew. it was way better than my math teacher yelling every few minutes. (true!)&lt;br /&gt;i ate very little during recess. i ate 1/4 of the contents of nips because i didn't eat breakfast and my classmates asked for some of my food. [thank you!] i just needed some sugar because i didn't want to fall asleep in&lt;br /&gt;biology-experiment. we heated chemicals in test tubes and everything. i tried it a bit and i felt the stuff in the test tube boiling. haha&lt;br /&gt;i ate beef something for lunch, took a capsule of absorbic acid and tons of juice.&lt;br /&gt;filipino-Sir Ancheta was soo scary. He would hit the black board, tables, chairs, almost everything actually. haha.&lt;br /&gt;english-i love this subject. i copied a lot and paid attention to the teacher then he made us construct sentences by group and my effin groupmates were like, "van, you're really good at this, you know.. why don't you just make the sentences?" like i had a choice.. then our teacher said it was gonna be homework instead and it was gonna be done individually instead and they were all, "van, do ours and you won't have to pay the 120 pesos you owe us." see, i promised that i wouldn't look or talk to him all day and when they would catch me looking, i'll pay them. but i can't help but look at him..how stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the keys on this keyboard are so damn soft i want to type forever. i love typing on this.. &lt;em&gt;parang &lt;/em&gt;laptop! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to courage by superchick right now. beautiful song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.tinypic.com/2i8ke86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's just a &lt;u&gt;smile&lt;/u&gt; or maybe just a&lt;em&gt; look&lt;/em&gt;, but it means a whole &lt;strong&gt;hell&lt;/strong&gt; of a lot &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt; than &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; you could ever &lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-6542733612773902463?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6542733612773902463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=6542733612773902463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6542733612773902463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/6542733612773902463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/10/addictions.html' title='addictions?'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i20.tinypic.com/2i8ke86_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-8072676875698112031</id><published>2007-10-07T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:49:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more, please</title><content type='html'>i'm right here at my mom's friend's internet cafe. opening night tonight-free surfing! lol. i sound like a kid. i only went here because i thought this cafe's o.s. was windows vista and it's my brother's time in using the computer right now. sucks, i know. i have 4 siblings. tracy, my college sister, my brother, my twin-that's valerie. there's so much food here, i hate food&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="240" src="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/4348/whokilledme2xi9.jpg" width="142" align="right" /&gt;. i'm just gonna sit here and type all night. lol. i don't understand why some people are so excited about &lt;em&gt;i know who killed me&lt;/em&gt;. i already watched it on dvd. of course it's fake, but the images were clear enough for me to see how stupid it was. haha. i'm not gonna be a spoiler and tell what's gonna happen in the movie of course. we all have our own opinions. and i respect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday tomorrow. i hate mondays at school. we have our institutional assembly and everyone is there. the elementary, high school and college departments and the sun's so hot but the grass is so wet. it's a good thing we wear long sleeves on mondays and wednesday(novena at the open stage, high school only) so that my skin won't get dark. haha. but we wear long sleeves on fridays too, and we have our real mass in the gym and its soo damn hot and crowded in there. we have to sit with all the highschool students because the gradeschool kids can't "compress". some Catholic school..i went to yahoo answers last night and asked about my homework. i have my homework for bio now. yey me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme more full video is gonna be out tomorrow. can't wait! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; OVERFLOW: auto; PADDING-TOP: 4px; HEIGHT: 200px"&gt;I told another lie today&lt;br /&gt;And I got through this day&lt;br /&gt;No one saw through my games&lt;br /&gt;I know the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;Like "I don't feel well," "I ate before I came"&lt;br /&gt;Then someone tells me how good I look&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment, for a moment I am happy&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm alone, no one hears me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need you to knowI'm not through the night&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be OK&lt;br /&gt;Together we can make it through another day &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the first time I felt unbeautiful&lt;br /&gt;The day I chose not to eat&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is how I've changed my life forever&lt;br /&gt;I know I should know better&lt;br /&gt;There are days when I'm OK&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment, for a moment I find hope&lt;br /&gt;But there are days when I'm not OK&lt;br /&gt;And I need your help&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting go &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm not through the night&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be OK&lt;br /&gt;Together we can make it through another day &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know you're not on your own&lt;br /&gt;These secrets are walls that keep us alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when but I know now&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll make it through somehow&lt;br /&gt;(together we'll make it through somehow) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm not through the night&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be OK&lt;br /&gt;Together we can make it through another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-8072676875698112031?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8072676875698112031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=8072676875698112031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8072676875698112031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/8072676875698112031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/10/gimme-more.html' title='more, please'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5634677041730415649</id><published>2007-10-06T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:16:52.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama's</title><content type='html'>second post today. drama here at our house. my mom yelled at me on the phone because me dad was being an a-hole again. even though i get major stressed with school, i still wish i have school today to keep me away from all this drama coz its like freaking annoying. anyway, i'm not finished with my biology homework yet. urgh, i hate biology. can someone please tell me what structures distinguish prokaryotes from eukaryotes?&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fat. i hate this! i weigh like 90 pounds now. grr.. i must lose at least 5 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i finally know how to put up HTML on blogger. been dying to edit. i'm like in&lt;3 with HTML again. pwaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5634677041730415649?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5634677041730415649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5634677041730415649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5634677041730415649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5634677041730415649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/10/second-post-today.html' title='drama&apos;s'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6777474458857138109.post-5259326932651974816</id><published>2007-10-06T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:21:10.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;well i don't really know why i made this site. got bored probably, lol. okay i'm really new with blogger but i hope this would all work out. I have a diary, but i only write the stuff that i would imagine other people to read because i think that when i die, [at this age] people would check out my diary for my private thoughts because they think they'd probably find some explanation or some sort of my craziness so i'm just gonna write EVERYTHING here coz my parents don't know how to use effing computers. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to hide it in school but it's been very obvious, so..i'm from a broken family. my mom and dad are separated and i sleep at my mom's during weekends and at my dad's on schooldays because i couldn't concentrate on school if i'm with my mother and my twin sister who's grades are like, erm. my parents including my eldest sister have this expectation that my grades would be ecstatic or something so i try. i used to love tracy so much and she loved me too but now i'm really praying that she doesn't stop reviewing for her board exams in davao so that she wont go home because i don't want to have to deal with her once more. i thought she loved me, turns out, she only loved who she thought i was. ever since she found out about me having a boyfriend she's been all, "i expected more from you!" and its really heart-breaking to hear someone you love so much say that to you. i mean, after everything i did for her, she's supposed to accept it and just tell me to stop, not hate me! i mean, i slept all alone in her dorm during the summer just so that she could be with her boyfriend who's in the states now. urgh! but i can't hate her.. she's my sister.. i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6777474458857138109-5259326932651974816?l=gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5259326932651974816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6777474458857138109&amp;postID=5259326932651974816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5259326932651974816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6777474458857138109/posts/default/5259326932651974816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gumdrop-lollipop.blogspot.com/2007/10/intro-well-i-dont-really-know-why-i.html' title='Intro'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485279680991214890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku7LQtw_hNo/SKlHMcL4YeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Fi9BtQN4Ah8/S220/z33955743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
