<?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-33784068</id><updated>2012-01-21T12:17:40.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh star, fall down on me. :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5548073792150568988</id><published>2011-08-31T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:54:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy bee!</title><content type='html'>Just a short post, I am bored in between my SS project, and my Chem LT2 studying, so I have decided to take this personality test that I have gotten from &lt;a href="http://www.alxndrtgt.com/"&gt;Kakay Tugot's&lt;/a&gt; website! It's pretty funny how accurate and true most of it is. Anyway, here you go :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockqoute&gt;
&lt;b&gt;YOUR VIEW ON YOURSELF:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;i&gt;*I like view on myself, because I like to believe I'm a peace maker, and people do say that I listen to everyone's views first and I am very nice, soooo yeah happy about this result!*&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;THE TYPE OF BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND YOU'RE LOOKING FOR:&lt;/B&gt; 

&lt;br&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;YOUR READINESS TO COMMIT TO A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;i&gt;*This is oddly accurate, honestly! About the getting to know the person very well before committing*&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;THE SERIOUNESS OF YOUR LOVE:&lt;/B&gt; 

&lt;br&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;YOUR VIEWS ON EDUCATION:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;i&gt;*'Nuff said, foo!*&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;THE RIGHT JOB FOR YOU:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;i&gt;*Agreed, actually! I do have a lot of dream jobs, and until now, sophomore year, I'm slightly undecided for my course :(*&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;HOW DO YOU VIEW SUCCESS:&lt;/B&gt;

&lt;br&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;i&gt;*This is once again, oddly accurate! Scary how tests can be so true, huh?*&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;WHO IS YOUR TRUE SELF:&lt;/B&gt; 

&lt;br&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'm sorry but you will see an asterisk beside each, which shows my thoughts and comments about it! Hehehe yes, I am bored so forgive me :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5548073792150568988?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5548073792150568988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5548073792150568988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5548073792150568988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-bee.html' title='Busy bee!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4501711656384225453</id><published>2011-07-27T17:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:55:28.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a gloomy weather.</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! It's currently raining now, not so hard, but it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; definitely raining.
&lt;br&gt;These are the times when you just want to hide under your comforter, aircon on, hot chocolate by your side, and either watching a &lt;u&gt;chick-flick movie... or reading a good book.&lt;/u&gt; Well, that's what I'd do on a gloomy day. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Have you ever had that feeling that whenever you don't text this person for a day or two, you'd feel weird.. and you're &lt;i&gt;sooooo&lt;/i&gt; tempted to text him/her, even just for awhile? To satisfy the burning need to just talk to them?
&lt;br&gt;It's pretty weird... to have that feeling, I mean. I'd never thought I'd get that feeling, and the anxiety to just give up the thing you guys are fighting over and just talk to them. To let them have the chance, to win on that stupid childish thing you guys are fighting for, just so you could talk to them. Maybe it's because it's been an habitual thing - &lt;b&gt;you texting each other&lt;/b&gt;, that even by the end of the day, without a text, or a short conversation, a smile, or ANYTHING AT ALL you'd feel as if something's wrong. Or maybe it's because you're starting to get attached to the person already, and starting to develop feelings for them. Hmm maybe maybe! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've always had issues with people who become too attached with someone, and start yabbering about the "She's my life now"; "I can't live without her"; "She's everything"; crapload of it. Dunno, I guess you counter me by saying it's because I've never experienced that feeling yet so I don't know what you're talking about. Hmm &lt;b&gt;MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT&lt;/b&gt;. But I assure you, I wouldn't be those type of girls who circle my life around my boyfriend, and choke them, and expect them to always have me there 24/7, and practically control their life. 
&lt;br&gt;Yeah, we'd be in a relationship, but that doesn't mean I would be keeping him from what he enjoys, and from what he does with his friends and family. If I do, it's as if I'm changing him... then what type of a bitch am I to say that I &lt;b&gt;love that person&lt;/b&gt;, when it turns out, I'm trying to change him after all, right? I'm not sure if I'm making sense anymore... But, that's what I think of it as. When you love someone, &lt;i&gt;you love them for WHO THEY ARE&lt;/i&gt;, so why should you control their life and stop them from doing things they enjoy? It's as if you're saying that you never really loved them at all. So yeah, I just don't get at times why they do that. Their 'I love yous' wouldn't make sense. If I actually become a girlfriend who's like &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;, PLEASE do slap me and scream at my face. I'd appreciate it x93028493573847 :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another issue I actually have with is, PDA. I'm fine with couples holding hands, hugging, and all. But please, always do keep in mind, &lt;u&gt;YOU'RE IN A PUBLIC AREA&lt;/u&gt;. If it's just the two of you, then go ahead! Knock yourselves out. But if you're in a mall, or a party, or a family gathering... keep it G-rated. Respect on others please. It's really disturbing to see people do serious public displays of affection. I know you're in love, I know you guys can't get enough of each other... do it subtle then. Don't like it's just the two of you in the world, and just leave the other people in misery and awkward situation. Trust me, &lt;b&gt;it is NOT fun&lt;/b&gt;. Especially if it's the couple + a guy friend/girl friend = a.k.a. Third Wheel!!! Totally not fun if the couple is major PDA, and it's pretty obvious they can't keep their hands to themselves. It's as if you just want to bury yourself in a hole, and shout to them "LEAVE ME, IT'S FINE. GO DO YOUR BUSINESS" or you just simply want to walk faster and get away from the lovebirds. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4501711656384225453?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4501711656384225453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-gloomy-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4501711656384225453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4501711656384225453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-gloomy-weather.html' title='On a gloomy weather.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1885511174698876047</id><published>2011-06-08T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:14:26.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I need is You.</title><content type='html'>Hello blogging world! It feels like forever since I've stumbled across my blogspot, and let's just say I really miss this. I've always find joy and peace whenever I type my feelings out, or just write stories and read stories. 
&lt;Br&gt;That's who I am. And lately, I haven't been doing those things that much. Well, the typing and the writing stories. I don't know why though... I feel like I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; that I don't have much time for those things - but I guess the sloth part of me takes over and tells me not to. Those temptations.... 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyway, this year. School year of Sophomore, I feel this one would be a good one, and I'd get my focus right back on track :) I just realized a few things during my vacation in States on how important focusing in studies would be... I mean, of course I could still slack off from time to time, but don't take &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; for granted. For example, just because it's an English subject - or Filipino (yeah, I'd like to think I'm pretty good at those subjects), I wouldn't study anymore and just gunshot and hope for the best (not that I do that..... just a little tad bit!)
&lt;br&gt;I just realized y'know that if you really want to be successful in the future, don't just slack off and keep telling yourself &lt;i&gt;"There's still next year for that! Who cares for now. Let's just have fun!"&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;You can have fun while focusing and concentrating on your studies anyway, right? There's always time for everything. Time for fun, time for studying. I've went to different states in the US, and suddenly... I've dreamt of living there, studying there. It just looks so surreal and such a high thing to achieve. Imagine that, studying at one of the ivy league schools and to graduate from that school! With masters degrees... it's surely going to be an amazing feeling :) 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, future aside! I'm too excited that I have no other words for the upcoming camp of YFC this weekend!!! First camp of the school year. First camp as me in one of the core!! I'm too excited, really. And I've been having bad days lately, and I just can't wait to take it all out, and let God handle it for me. To let him guide me in the right away, because I know everything happens the way he plans it. Even if it has it's turns and stops, trials and temptations - &lt;b&gt;in the end, we'd be where we want to be and where He wants us to be.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just glad that I got to join the first camp in my freshmen year, and that I've met the best batch and people in the world! YFC really makes you feel so welcome and loved. Like, when you have problems, they'll be there for you. Ready to listen and to give a shoulder to cry on, and to pray/worship with you, and simply just to let you smile and not worry about a thing. &amp;hearts;
&lt;Br&gt;I've been praying that this camp will be successful, and the new participants would feel welcome and learn to love YFC just as how much we love it! (Dang, I sound so old.. hahaha)
&lt;br&gt;That's all for now I guess. Hehehe I'm looking forward for this weekend, and to take this stress out. I looooove you, Lord! 
&lt;blockquote&gt;"Look there below, see the child
&lt;Br&gt;Trembling by her father's side
&lt;br&gt;Now I can tell You why
&lt;Br&gt;She is why You must die" - Why by Nicole Nordeman&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1885511174698876047?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1885511174698876047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-i-need-is-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1885511174698876047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1885511174698876047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-i-need-is-you.html' title='Everything I need is You.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2588522193155065797</id><published>2011-02-04T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T00:53:48.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew you'd turn into such a bitch?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know my post probably wouldn't make much sense right now... But, forgive me, I'm really on my ranting mode right now because I'm &lt;b&gt;so fucking pissed&lt;/b&gt;. In General. In someone. And in their attitudes. 
&lt;Br&gt;Just to warn you, I'm not planning to name names, at all. I don't even know if I should play out the whole scenario since, &lt;i&gt;you'll never know who'll be lurking around my blogger&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't you just hate it when people try to control your life? People that you consider your close friends? Control you as if you're their personal doll that they can either toy with? As if you're like their Sims character?&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;Well, I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; it. I absolutely loathe it. Curse it to death. I just don't get why they want to control someone else's life. Is their own lives too easy to handle that they need someone else's life to control or even destroy? For what though? For their own satisfactory, or just because they have a grudge over this person so much?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I hate it especially if it's one of your best friends who's trying to control you - your life. Telling you what to do, and what not to do, be friends with someone, and fight with someone. It's like their not even letting you comprehend what you're supposed to do. The fact that they get mad at you whenever you don't do what they ask you do to. I mean, it's &lt;i&gt;MY&lt;/i&gt; life isn't it? Shouldn't it be &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt; who controls my own life? The way I want it? 
&lt;Br&gt;Yeah, I know I'd probably have tons of mistakes along the way - tons of mistakes till I get everything right, and till I get what I want. But, at least I can say that next time I encounter familiar problems, I'd know what to avoid, and I'd know where to pass. At least I &lt;b&gt;could say&lt;/b&gt; that I've passed through tons of obstacles, and nothing can stop me from now, y'know? 
&lt;br&gt;And, it hurts when you analyze it. It makes you wonder why they're trying to control your life. Is it because they don't like how you've been treating your life? For a best friend POV, I guess that would still be understandable. But it's also saying that as if your best friend doesn't trust how you act your life. &lt;u&gt;Best friends&lt;/u&gt; aren't suppose to JUDGE you. They're suppose to support you, yet be there to call out your wrongdoings. But they shouldn't back stab you, they shouldn't disobey your wishes and your needs. They shouldn't turn their backs against you right away just because you've done something they didn't like. They're suppose to &lt;b&gt;hear you out&lt;/b&gt;, not abandon you.
&lt;Br&gt;Sure, I guess at first the best friend has the right to get pissed or ignore you but that's probably because they're &lt;i&gt;disappointed&lt;/i&gt; in you. But they can't stay mad at you forever, because THEY need you, just like YOU need them.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;If you want me to realize what you think it wrong. If you want me to realize what's wrong in this situation, you can't just bitch at me. And turn behind my back, and start showing and creating rumors without even &lt;b&gt;CONFRONTING ME.&lt;/b&gt; I mean, where the fuck did the, "You're my best friend" or "You're one of my closest friends" speech go? Where the fuck did it go?
&lt;Br&gt;And, don't be a hypocrite. You don't have the nerve to be mad at me, especially since YOU did it to. You did that act. You can't call out my mistakes because you did it too, and frankly, you're &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; doing it. Unintentionally or intentionally, either way - you're still doing it. 
&lt;br&gt;*Just so you know, this hasn't happened to me. Its happening to someone, and that person is being a hypocritical person. So just think what you do before you act okay?
&lt;Br&gt;Don't do something bad that could ruin someone else's life or relationship with someone just because you're still bitter with something she said that happened before that would unlikely jeopardize your relationship now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2588522193155065797?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2588522193155065797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-knew-youd-turn-into-such-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2588522193155065797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2588522193155065797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-knew-youd-turn-into-such-bitch.html' title='Who knew you&apos;d turn into such a bitch?'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-239568781725597000</id><published>2010-12-21T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:36:59.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just had seeex, and it felt so goooood!</title><content type='html'>To start off with my post, sorry btw for my title, I'm just really LSS (&lt;i&gt;Last Song Syndrome&lt;/i&gt;, incase you don't know!) with that song - I Just Had Sex - The Lonely Island ft. Akon.
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Yes, yes, I know, very extremely vulgar... words. And lyrics too! Hahaha. Unfortunately, it's reaaally catchy that even just by listening to it once or twice, it'll get you hooked already! (Unless you really hate those types of songs... I guess?)
&lt;br&gt;It was just newly out, like 4 days ago. I don't know, but if you just feel like rocking out, and just dancing into the beat of the music, and not really paying attention to how disgusting/perverted/vulgar the lyrics are - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyq0ePON8nc" target="_blank"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/a&gt; the song for you. (Though, the link I gave you, it has the lyrics... but the lyrics are quite amusing at the end too)

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyway!! Hello to everyone. I don't even know if people still read this, but I don't care, I still keep my blogger because this is my escape of reality somehow. :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/b&gt; is only 3 days away! Can you believe it?! Oddly enough, I'm not quite feeling it, but nevertheless, I'm still thrilled for holidays! Christmas &amp; New Year's probably my favourite holidays of the year! Woot woot :)
&lt;br&gt;I guess it's just the fact of giving gifts, and feeling good about it y'know? Also, it's a time to reflect, and forgive others and just be happy! And plus, for the record, you'll be receiving gifts too! (like gifts or ... money! HAHA)
&lt;Br&gt;I don't know about you, but I just love celebrating Christmas with my family and relatives + friends too! Especially since my neighbors are all relatives. Some may be jealous of that fact, or may find it &lt;i&gt;lame&lt;/i&gt;. But, I love it! I'm proud to say that I'm really close-knitted with my Family. Both my mom's and dad's side. 
&lt;br&gt;So especially in Christmas, and New Years - two main holidays that I really feel the closeness I have with them, and just that we're &lt;u&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt; there for each other, no matter what consequence. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'm quite excited for New Year's Eve too. Even though the fireworks can be too much to take it at times (Especially the continuous popping of fireworks when it strikes at 12am!)
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&lt;br&gt;(Credits @ google for the photo)&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plus those superstitious beliefs (like jumping when it strikes at twelve so you'll grow taller and all those whacko stuff); and food... and I believe that drinking is ALWAYS included as if it's way of celebrating for a brand new year!
&lt;Br&gt;I do wish everyone a happy new year of 2011 and I hope it'll be as awesome and fantastic as it was their 2010 - or better than 2010! More love and more happiness! ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'll keep this short anyhow, and greet y'all Happy Holidays!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-239568781725597000?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/239568781725597000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-just-had-seeex-and-it-felt-so-goooood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/239568781725597000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/239568781725597000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-just-had-seeex-and-it-felt-so-goooood.html' title='I just had seeex, and it felt so goooood!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2031428887354615631</id><published>2010-10-13T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:37:09.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Informing you</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! I know I haven't updated since... what? &lt;i&gt;Forever?&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;I know, i know. And I'm reaaaaally sorry. Especially the ones who still drop by my blog, and except to see a post--&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; I'm a failure to disappoint right now. Hahaha!
&lt;Br&gt;But, I'm posting this to tell whoever is still out there that I will be back during sembreak and will try to update as much as possible. I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; have 2 weeks of pure bliss of free time and sleeping until how long I want. :)

&lt;blockquote&gt;"Every time we open ourselves up to be loved, we put our hearts in danger of being hurt, but if we don't do it—if we don't take the chance—we'll never find it."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2031428887354615631?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2031428887354615631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/10/informing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2031428887354615631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2031428887354615631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/10/informing-you.html' title='Informing you'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2647963757279432649</id><published>2010-06-01T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:01:26.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We were so young then, we were too crazy in love.</title><content type='html'>Heeeello good afternoon y'all! :) 
&lt;Br&gt;It's officially the first day of June. A new school year!!!!&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;Can I hear a hurrays or a boo's? Hahaha. Don't worry, I totally feel you guys! In a few days, I'll be back &amp; about in school. Taking the steps of being a high school (dramatic ko! HAHAHA) 

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As I have mentioned in my latest blog, I told you guys that I'll be having braces by May 19, in which I have now. The pain has lessened or let's say, it has complete disappear since I can totally eat now. The day after getting braces was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;completely torture&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; because it really felt like your teeth's aching for godknowswhat reason. So you're might be wondering how I look like now &amp; what's the difference. Hahaha maybe for some of you, there wouldn't be much difference aside from metal bracets I have per tooth of mine... but the difference is &lt;b&gt;A LOT&lt;/b&gt;. :/ 
&lt;Br&gt;It's harder to eat now because every time you eat &lt;u&gt;especially&lt;/u&gt; rice, it'll feel like you have food stuck EVERYWHERE and you'll pause, to attempt in removing that food. Thankfully, the pain only lasted for &lt;i&gt;one week&lt;/i&gt; and I swear I couldn't be more grateful at the fact that the pain was gone. Yeaaah, I might sound overly dramatic right now, I swear!! The pain &lt;b&gt;is pain&lt;/b&gt;. There were times that I literally think one certain teeth of mine was moving that I even go in front of the mirror, to check if it was moving. :(
&lt;br&gt;So I tried messing with it, desperately trying to remove the pain. Then just one day &lt;i&gt;I bit too hard&lt;/i&gt; and the bracet... &lt;u&gt;came off&lt;/u&gt;. Wooopsie, I know. But at least I now know that my teeth wasn't moving at all, and it was the bracet's fault for making me really believe it and making me extremely &lt;b&gt;uncomfortable.&lt;/b&gt;
Anyway here's the picture:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/?action=view&amp;current=Picnikcollage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/Picnikcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;So, you'll be the one to judge if I look the same or a little bit tad of difference, k? &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyway, I can say that I really enjoyed my summer even though there were just really moments that I wanted to get the hell out of my house because I was dying out of boredom. But other moments in where even though there was a &lt;i&gt;"lakad"&lt;/i&gt;, I wanted to stay home and sleep all day long. So yes, TERRIBLE mood swings, I know. It's life HAHAHA and it's summer! So, no comment really :) 
&lt;br&gt;But, somehow... I know fosho that next year &lt;b&gt;SUMMER '11&lt;/b&gt; will be way better than this year. Because I will be more motivated and I will have more plans ... and hopefully &lt;s&gt;more money&lt;/s&gt;! During summer, ALWAYS come prepared. Meaning, BE SURE you saved a lot of money from all the allowance you got during school days, unless you'll be planning to go summer job. But still, better be safe than sorry, right? ;)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's it fo now! I'm starving &amp; I'm dizzing. I think it's because of jogging... I'm hungry, but mostly dizzy. Maybe I'll sleep on it or something. Goodbye bloggers! Hope you had a good time reading... &lt;i&gt;or not?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2647963757279432649?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2647963757279432649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-were-so-young-then-we-were-too-crazy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2647963757279432649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2647963757279432649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-were-so-young-then-we-were-too-crazy.html' title='We were so young then, we were too crazy in love.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3851755232388970035</id><published>2010-05-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:30:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a future worth fighting for.</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggers! I know that I promised I'd be updating as much as possible, but... it's either I'm &lt;b&gt;not in the mood to update,&lt;/b&gt; I REALLY forget to.. or I have no topic to talk about. 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's been practically, 2 months since I've last updated and I guess you can call that a &lt;i&gt;mini-hiatus&lt;/i&gt; and I hope that wouldn't repeat anytime soon unless loaded with school work. I've been stressing over at the fact that I have &lt;u&gt;not much money&lt;/u&gt; left  and I still have a month of vacation. My Mom was suggesting me to go Summer Job at our franchise shop, and I'm still thinking if I should go for it or not. I'd most probably go for it, I'd be needing money as many as possible, as I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; plan to go out any time this one month left of summer!
&lt;br&gt;Anyway, Summer's been an-okay one, not a fantastic "living the life" everyday type of summer(and I never really had a summer like that EVER) but this one's probably way better than the last year one. I was pretty much a huge major bum last year... which made me even fatter, ugh awful memories. :(
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guess what? &lt;b&gt;I'm having braces NEXT WEEK WEDNESDAY&lt;/b&gt; and I'm scared sh1tless yet buzzing of excitement at the same time.. But, I'm a bit more hardcore, I'm getting my last baby tooth removed at the same appointment, then braces right away... &lt;i&gt;Kill me now? Yes please!!!&lt;/i&gt; Hahah. Just kidding, just wish me a HUGE LUCK! I'll definitely be needing it, and a person who I can freaking squeeze their hand when I'm in paaain... since my mom might not be able to be there , hahah. No moral support then for me! Oh well, I'll be able to do it... maybe if I keep telling myself that, I'll &lt;i&gt;really be able to&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;I'll probably look like a total geek-mode person, but who caares! A hot one right? HAHAH kidding kidding :) Glasses + Braces = ME by Next week wednesday!! Yikes. I actually would've thought that I'd be getting braces around next year summer, since my teeth didn't look like it was growing and all... but it turned out it is, and the one last baby tooth of mine is stopping it from going down further! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'm so excited in knowing my class, and who will be almost like my brothers and sisters for the next school year, and for the fact that I will be HS already... I know that I've discussed this before already, but it's getting nearer, and I just realize I'm not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; scared anymore. I still am, but for some new different reasons I don't really feel like blabbing it all out. :)
&lt;br&gt;But I reaaally want to focus on studies this school year. Drama and Boys can wait, studies can't... not really? :P
&lt;Br&gt;So, I'll probably end it here. And I'll try to update as much as possible, but I can't promise you that I will, but know that I'll never abandon this one. I've been with my blogspot for 5 years already, still not ready to lose you yet! I've thought of it yes, but I know I can't really do it.. Too much memories :D
&lt;blockquote&gt;Cause i have photographs and memories of the times
&lt;Br&gt;When you weren't on my mind and I was alone.
&lt;Br&gt;And I have poetry and drawings of my life
&lt;Br&gt;When you weren't on my side and I didn't know
&lt;Br&gt;Just what is love... - Photographs and Memories, Jason Reeves&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3851755232388970035?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3851755232388970035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/03/theres-future-worth-fighting-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3851755232388970035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3851755232388970035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/03/theres-future-worth-fighting-for.html' title='There&apos;s a future worth fighting for.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8741499864876633226</id><published>2010-03-08T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:19:24.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The way you can't cut a rug, watching you's the only drug I need
&lt;Br&gt;You're so gangsta, I'm so thug, you're the only one I'm dreaming of
&lt;br&gt;You see, I can be myself now finally, in fact there's nothing I can't be
&lt;br&gt;I want the world to see you be with me - &lt;B&gt;Hey Soul Sister, by Train&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Hello blogspot! I am glad to say I am &lt;i&gt;officially&lt;/i&gt; back. Wanna know a little secret? ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;I shouldn't be in front of the computer right now&lt;/u&gt; but I am. Our Final Examination started today till Wednesday. Thank goodness there's thing such called as "exemptions"; and I'm only taking one per day. Awfully sad though because it's the 3 major subjects -- &lt;b&gt;Math, English, &amp; Science&lt;/b&gt;. 
&lt;Br&gt;I actually took Science today, and I don't wanna sound overly-confident so I would go with... "&lt;i&gt;It's quite easy.&lt;/i&gt;", I knew most of the answers by brain and heart hopefully I didn't jumble it up since I get the tendency to do that. :\
&lt;br&gt;So just wish me luck for the last 2 exams, and greet me a &lt;b&gt;HAPPY VACATION TILL THE 19TH&lt;/b&gt; by 10:50 of Wednesday, March 10 2010. :)
&lt;br&gt;Why till just the 19th though? I still have to go back to school on the 22th for Graduation practices. Bummer I know :/ At least it's just half-day, but then again I can't fool around because I think they're stricter due to "misbehaving". 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That topic aside, and let's go to the very much awaiting program for the 7th graders of La Salle Zobel!!! Which is closely approaching... and I've been talking about it with my barkada non-stop, and I'm &lt;i&gt;burning with excitement&lt;/i&gt; of what's to come on that day -- &lt;u&gt;March 20, 2010 5-11pm&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;It just sucks that they didn't push it further till 12am right? But it probably will, due to ... tons of programs and "misbehaving" of my batch. :"&gt; 
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;B&gt;GRADUATION BALL IS FREAKING FAST APPROACHING AND I TOTALLY CANNOT WAIT! &amp;hearts;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;But in a way, I'm also not excited because there's this nagging feeling in my heart that I would get annoyed somehow. Due to the center of attention on something, or goodness knows what. I hope my nagging feeling isn't true though, but mostly, it is. I'll just have to promise myself that I'll enjoy the grad ball NO MATTER WHAT. Popular take over, or what. (&lt;i&gt;Not that I hate the popular group, because I'm pretty close with them, but yknow?&lt;/i&gt;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;So yes, I'll end this now. Wish me luck with the last 2 exams!! I'll be studying Math in a few. I hope I get to think of a way to study it. Heehee I'm out of ideas how to study Math. I'll make a reviewer for English by tomorrow instead of today. Gotta focus on Math :)
&lt;blockquote&gt;18 MORE DAYS BEFORE MY SPECIAL DAY!&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;And who else's special day? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8741499864876633226?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8741499864876633226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-wanna-miss-single-thing-you-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8741499864876633226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8741499864876633226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-wanna-miss-single-thing-you-do.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna miss a single thing you do tonight.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6377582548853682601</id><published>2010-02-25T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:48:46.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I was naive, I got lost in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>I'm back. And I know, I'm sorry for the ones who are still reading my blogspot.
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;i&gt;totally appreciate it&lt;/i&gt;, so much :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'll really give an update sometime between this long 4 day break! &amp;hearts; And, don't worry I'll update tons on Summer -- Which I totally can't wait! I do hope I'll get thinner... "Let's go Tennis, let's go!"
&lt;Br&gt;...And hopefully, I wouldn't just have muscles on my &lt;b&gt;Right arm&lt;/b&gt; but both. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6377582548853682601?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6377582548853682601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-i-was-naive-i-got-lost-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6377582548853682601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6377582548853682601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-i-was-naive-i-got-lost-in-your.html' title='Baby I was naive, I got lost in your eyes.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3557902602532625257</id><published>2010-01-05T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:00:11.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I own</title><content type='html'>Hello hello, quick update! I promise I'll update on Friday (If I'm not going to my classmate's house for our &lt;b&gt;Investigatory Project&lt;/b&gt; Eeek)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, for those who are still actually reading. I just want you to know that I finally have twitter (very delayed, I know, but give me a break! &gt;:P)
&lt;br&gt;It's --&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/elluh45" target=_"blank"&gt;TWITTER!&lt;/a&gt; Follow me please? Haha! Thank you thank you.
&lt;br&gt;I can't believe I'd actually get &lt;i&gt;addicted&lt;/i&gt; to it, but I think I'm starting to. Which is not so good, because I'll have another social network to get addicted with. Anyway, please follow me &amp; I'll follow you back. :)
&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY HAPPY 2010 NEW YEAR BTW, NEW DECADE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't make any "New Year's Resolution", and I don't think I plan to, because ...
&lt;Br&gt;1. I doubt I'd even do it, or try to do it, it'll subconsciously just split thru my mind. 
&lt;br&gt;2. It's just simply &lt;i&gt;impossible&lt;/i&gt; (Hence the freaking statement saying "Everything's possible")
&lt;br&gt;3. I just can't. HAHA! I mean, what will I be putting? The in a way, "un-realistic ways" of mine that I'm sure I'd probably do for a day or 2, but nothing more. So never mind, right? :)
&lt;br&gt;4. My only Resolution would probably be : &lt;b&gt;Thank God more often about my everyday life, everything that's happening to it&lt;/b&gt; -- good &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; bad.
&lt;br&gt;5. And, UPDATE MORE ON BLOGGER. IF POSSIBLE, EACH DAY. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'd update more on what we did during Christmas and New Year by Friday &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; Saturday. I'm pinning more on the Friday one, I just don't wanna go anywhere, y'know? I feel like chilling, and just ... blogging.
&lt;br&gt;I missed blogging so much, it's like really weird. I'm not used to not "expressing" anything, I rarely even write in my diary anymore!! It sucks, it really does. It feels like "childhood" is slowly fading away, and damnit, I don't want that. I'm still clinging to it. :(
&lt;Br&gt;Goodnight, everyone. And, I hope everything's well with you and you enjoyed your Christmas &amp; New Year! &amp;hearts;
&lt;br&gt;I love you all, and thanks for everything. All the things I learned here in blogspot, all the people I met. Just, thank you!!! &gt;:D&lt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;If something happens you cannot control, then life isn't going to wait for you to catch up; You just have to keep on moving with life. If it's a boyfriend problem, then think, I'm worth way more then all this; I'm going to make it and life goes on.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3557902602532625257?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3557902602532625257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything-i-own.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3557902602532625257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3557902602532625257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything-i-own.html' title='Everything I own'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3506820699669871189</id><published>2009-12-20T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:50:28.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust no man, Fear no bitch.</title><content type='html'>Thought I'm not coming back anymore, yeah?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, my answer's a no. Of course I'm back. I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; did abandon my blogspot. I just really didn't have any time to post.
&lt;Br&gt;So, for &lt;b&gt;anyone&lt;/b&gt; who's STILL passing by my blogspot, and reading...
&lt;br&gt;I'm still here luvs.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;That's all I wanted to say. I shall prolly update ASAP :)
Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3506820699669871189?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3506820699669871189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/12/trust-no-man-fear-no-bitch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3506820699669871189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3506820699669871189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/12/trust-no-man-fear-no-bitch.html' title='Trust no man, Fear no bitch.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8502157568440390287</id><published>2009-09-28T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:53:48.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This modern love breaks me.</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well... I'm back!
I just got my report card; last Friday - &lt;b&gt;September 25&lt;/b&gt;. I'm okay with my grades, not totally happy and ecstatic with it. 
&lt;br&gt;Here are the results:
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Too bad I only reached 'till 3rd honor and not 2nd cause of Math. HAHA, which is actually totally unexpected... Because, from what I recall, my quizzes and Long Tests are high at Math, and the only low one I got was LT2 and the End Term exam(18 mistakes); I recited too and shiz. I don't think I failed any seatworks nor homework - so the biggest question of all: &lt;u&gt;WHY 85?&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Alas, oh well. I can't really do anythin' about it no more. But, I'm going to make sure, this year... I'll &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; focus on my studies na. No more drama, no more et cetra et cetera. I should probably put it in my mind to only use my laptop during whenever there's a &lt;b&gt;necessary homework&lt;/b&gt;. If none, get the hell out infront of the computer. HAHA! I wish I could do that though. It's quite... unbelievable. :PP So, I won't keep any promises.
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyway, let's hope into the more serious problem: the Ondoy Storm.
&lt;br&gt;You know, I would have never expected it to be this big, and this tragic. :( To consider that until now, some places are still flooded, some people are still missing under the flood, items are lost, and some families are separated from one another. 
&lt;br&gt;To think that a lot of people have died already. Maybe, &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; this calls for a warning to all of us. That we should start doing the 3 R's, and being united, and just simply helping one another. Segregating our trashes and such? I don't know. I still can't comprehend at the fact of this. GAH. I'm speechless! 
&lt;Br&gt;I even saw some videos already, on how flooded it is in some areas that even the cars are being washed away by the water, and most people are already up-and-about on their roofs already. Some people diving in the water, just trying to save their friends; relatives; and siblings and such. 
&lt;br&gt;It's just really &lt;i&gt;unexpected&lt;/i&gt; you know? It was like a big huge slap on everyone's faces to wake up; and face the cold hard reality: &lt;b&gt;people are dying. people are drowning.&lt;/b&gt; We wouldn't know when the next typhoon would be hit. We wouldn't know if the next typhoon will be as strong as this one, or &lt;i&gt;worse yet,&lt;/i&gt; strong than Ondoy.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, I've just heard that there &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be no classes 'till Friday. Not confirmed yet though, I don't think it's true...  Anyway, I don't know if I should be delighted or not. Delighted maybe because, you know the usual reasons: YIPPEEE NO CLASSES, NO HOMEWORKS!!! Delighted also because the people who are or who will be needing attention right now, will have the attention and help from us, or from the government and such.

&lt;blockquote&gt;Pray and hope that no more tragic incidents will happen. :(&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;'Till then, lovelies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8502157568440390287?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8502157568440390287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-modern-love-breaks-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8502157568440390287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8502157568440390287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-modern-love-breaks-me.html' title='This modern love breaks me.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3558088414526353116</id><published>2009-08-30T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:34:09.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Load works + End Term Exams = HIATUS!</title><content type='html'>Heeello, bloggers! :)

&lt;br&gt;I'd totally keep this short; but mainly I'm having my &lt;b&gt;End Term Exams&lt;/b&gt; next week, meaning starting tomorrow, till next week, I wouldn't be online, bloghopping and shiz.
&lt;br&gt;So, practically, I'd be on &lt;i&gt;Mini Hiatus&lt;/i&gt;, alright? :)
&lt;br&gt;Thank you all, and keep coming and leaving comments !  I miss you all. :"&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;On the second note though, you should try listening to the song
&lt;blockquote&gt;Into your Arms - The Maine&lt;/blockquote&gt; SIMPLY AWESOME :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3558088414526353116?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3558088414526353116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/08/load-works-end-term-exams-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3558088414526353116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3558088414526353116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/08/load-works-end-term-exams-hiatus.html' title='Load works + End Term Exams = HIATUS!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8252885406493309140</id><published>2009-08-09T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:04:15.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, you are the world.</title><content type='html'>Hello, guys! :)
&lt;br&gt;How's your August days so far? Hmm? Not struggling too much, due to school, I hope? Haha. 'Cause, &lt;i&gt;well&lt;/i&gt; unfortunately I am. Difficult to be a graduating year, I must say. Especially since you've been having constant of no classes due to the terrible weather and just, occasions happening. 
&lt;br&gt;Thankfully though, we're catching up. No failing grades, &lt;b&gt;yet.&lt;/b&gt; HAHA. Hopefully none 'till the 3rd term. Trying to aim for 2nd honor, or better yet 1st. ;) So at least I'd be able to make my parents proud and make them go up the stage, right right? :D
&lt;br&gt;Being... a graduating student, plus a student council and a trainee on cheerleading of HS is quite a mess, right? HAHA:P But that's fine, I can still manage, I haven't cried cause of stress yet, nor have I snapped to anyone real bad lately, as I recall. I hope that's &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; good. 
&lt;br&gt;Being a Student Council is quite hard, I know it would be, but I didn't expect it to be &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt; hard. People literally &lt;i&gt;expect&lt;/i&gt; you to be a perfect example of a student and try not to commit mistakes. To be disciplined, and to discipline your classmates as well. :( HAHA, it's a bit pressuring, I mean, we &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; and SHOULD also have fun, too right right? We &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; graduating from GS! HAHAHA. Let us have our fun. :D
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Enough talks about me complaining about being a graduating student. I must say, our age(11-13) has greatly changed on the style of dating, boyfriends and girlfriends, ligaw and shiz from the before and the now one.
&lt;br&gt;Me and my cousins were discussing about it one time, during a happy Sunday(today's sunday is boring eh. :D) and, yeah, it &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; did have a big change. Maybe mainly on the Alabang area, I guess. Alabang to Manila ways. 
&lt;br&gt;The areas where... kids don't really play outside anymore, they're stuck in their houses, playing on the computer, and the video games. &lt;u&gt;Being a bum.&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Kids, or should I say teens don't really do those &lt;i&gt;"ligaws"&lt;/i&gt; anymore, and they even mistake it as the same meaning of "asking out" to be his girlfriend already. Yeah, I guess maybe in a way their somehow similiar. I wouldn't know, on how people think of "Ligaw" as before. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;COULD YOU TRY TO EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT EXACTLY LIGAW IS?&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, yeah. It's just different, and I find it... odd. It's like they went to the American style already. Those Mutual Understanding shit, and then they "date"; go to malls, watch movies, hang out, fancy restaurant(rare, i think?) and whatso. :P
&lt;br&gt;Thankfully I'm still single. HAHAHA! Too much drama, I swear. -_-, I get so... sick whenever I hear my friends blabbing about "&lt;i&gt;How love hurts, how painful it is, how sucky it is, etcetc&lt;/i&gt;". And, I, just be there as a supporting best friend/close friend/friend for them. :)
&lt;br&gt;It's funny how they say that I'm such a &lt;b&gt;great advice-giver and listener&lt;/b&gt; especially &lt;i&gt;daw&lt;/i&gt; on love, when I haven't even experienced that. HAHA:P Maybe it's based on how many books I've read already, and I've come to terms to understand how it goes and crap, maybe, right? :P
&lt;br&gt;Those little POV's on books, and their realizations. One of the seriously good benefits on reading books. HAHA! :D
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;ANYWAY, I just wanted to proudly say my barkada(&lt;b&gt;GGIMPS&lt;/b&gt;) has finally have a complete group picture; here's the preview:
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, I guess this is it. :) I'm sorry though if this is just a short post, and for the past weeks that I haven't been blogging. Just really busy. :(
&lt;br&gt;I'll blog-hop soon! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8252885406493309140?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8252885406493309140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-you-are-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8252885406493309140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8252885406493309140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-you-are-world.html' title='Baby, you are the world.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2097852545021332704</id><published>2009-06-21T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:03:53.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every end has a new beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/n684940026_2473916_82.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Brother Ceci M Hojilla FSC, 65 years old. 
&lt;br&gt;R.I.P Febuary 8, 1944 - June 21, 2009
&lt;br&gt;We will miss you Brother &amp; We love you!&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;According to my friend, Brother Ceci died due to Heart Attack, and was dead on arrival to the hospital. 
&lt;br&gt;Brother Ceci was a brother to all Lasallians, and I'm sure to everyone who knows him. He wasn't just a lasallian brother. He was also like a friend, a brother and like a father in so many ways. 
&lt;br&gt;I'm still on shock right now, and still hoping by tomorrow I'll be seeing him outside of CPA taking pictures of us, smiling and laughing. I'm still hoping that I'd get to listen to his admiring stories, and amazing lessons and lecture. Wishing that I'm dreaming this &lt;i&gt;horrible&lt;/i&gt; nightmare. 
&lt;br&gt;I didn't get to talk to him Last Friday, even just for awhile. This &lt;u&gt;whole week&lt;/u&gt;; I didn't get to talk to him. I rarely even saw him. :(
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His memories will always be in my heart and mind, I'll never forget him. He's truly &lt;b&gt;one of a kind brother&lt;/b&gt;. 
&lt;br&gt;But, I would still say that this is certainly not the way I want to start my school year 09-10. 
&lt;br&gt;Looking on the bright side though; he's in a better place now - He's with God. I'm sure right now, he's looking down above us and smiling. Knowing he was able to  
teach us something, or anything. That he's proud of every single one of us. &lt;u&gt;He was able to touch our hearts; even in small ways.&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brother, keep watching us, okay? :( Keep taking pictures of us, and giving us your presence from time-to-time. May you rest in peace!
&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is unexpected in so many ways; Expect the unexpected.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2097852545021332704?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2097852545021332704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-end-has-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2097852545021332704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2097852545021332704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-end-has-new-beginning.html' title='Every end has a new beginning.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7244592295277831199</id><published>2009-06-21T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:56:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're just trading heartbeats, baby.</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone! :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Third&lt;/u&gt; Sunday of the month, you know what this means right? Haha. I'd like to great &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; the Fathers everywhere in this whole world, and those who are reading this. Also to the, soon-to-be fathers - Congratulations ! :D
&lt;br&gt;Although I can't be with my father right now(He's in States, he'll be back tomorrow, so he's probably in the Airport or Airplane right now. I miss you, Mama and Tatay! :* &gt;:D&lt;)
&lt;br&gt;I hope all Fathers will be enjoying their Fathers day :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, yes. Anyway, I finally updated. Do comment, okay? :"&gt; Haha! I have a new layout, and it's plain insanely, but I like it. :D 
&lt;br&gt;I just started my school this &lt;b&gt;June 15&lt;/b&gt; which is last Monday. My class is 7C, and I like my class, so as my adviser. I'm still adjusting with my classmates, I think everybody is. Shocking to say, but our class is actually quiet. Maybe we &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; matured? I know some did, but I think it's basically because we're graduating! :))
&lt;br&gt;Speaking of &lt;i&gt;graduating...&lt;/i&gt;; I still can't believe I'm graduating this school year. It feels so... unreal. HAHAHA! Yes, I know, very weird of me. :D I don't even know how I should feel about this situation. Should I be thrilled I'll be in HS next year? Or should I be scared, or better yet! Should I be both? ;) I think I'll be siding on the third answer, though. Haha, I'll let you guys know by the end of the school year - which will be long.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, to just say, I &lt;u&gt;wouldn't&lt;/u&gt; keep my promise on updating every weekend, anymore okay? :) I'm sure I'll be having tons of pressure and hectic-ness over here. So, make it, 1 update in two weeks. 
&lt;br&gt;Expect a long entry then, that &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; if I have something to talk about. Surely, I will. Haha. Since, I really have the tendency to blab a lot(like what I'm doin' right now, sorry)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;tudent &lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;epresentative &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;oordinating &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;ouncil; GAH! It's just starting this school year, and we have quite a lot to do na. Hassle hassle! Haha. It's still fun though, because you're working with your batchmates(some that you're not even close to) and, some lower batches. :D
&lt;br&gt;I guess I'd say it's quite hard to be a Programs and Planning, &lt;i&gt;Assistant OR Head&lt;/i&gt;. Cause basically you'll be the one making the script, how the program will go and all. You gotta be creative! Which, I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt;, but I'm not super creative. &lt;br&gt;But then again, I ain't complaining. I like challenges from time to time, and you feelin' pressured and super hassle like everything is crashing down. HAHA! I know, I'm weird like that. xD 
&lt;br&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;probably&lt;/b&gt; one of the few people who &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; likes stress. I wouldn't like majoooor stress, but stress-stress is good. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;Ofcourse though, I would like to keep myself away from having major crisis so, I do it ahead of time, especially if the due is far away pa.
&lt;br&gt;Ayun! One thing, I &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; like cramming. I... &lt;u&gt;loath&lt;/u&gt; cramming, even though I do cramming usually. I'll do my best not to cram this year! (I'm not making promises)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yes, First week of school was very special and enjoyable. I've met all my teachers na, and I must say, they're scary! :)) &lt;i&gt;Especially&lt;/i&gt; our English teacher on the first day. We were dumstruck, to say the least! Haha. She's so prim and proper, and she has &lt;i&gt;tons&lt;/i&gt; of rules. 
&lt;br&gt;But, I've learned so far, as long as you listen and follow her rules, you'll be in her good side, AND &lt;b&gt;STAY THERE TILL END OF SCHOOL YEAR!&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;And, We're going to have Dancing(Ballroom dancing) for PE! Yikes. I'm okay naman with my partner, I don't know him that much cause he's usually quiet even though he's my seatmate. Haha. Goodluck with me this school year. x]
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;'Till here! :) I shall udpate next next week I guess. Goodbye, and comment! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7244592295277831199?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7244592295277831199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-just-trading-heartbeats-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7244592295277831199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7244592295277831199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-just-trading-heartbeats-baby.html' title='We&apos;re just trading heartbeats, baby.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1176125055338833580</id><published>2009-05-20T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:22:18.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the only light that you see ,you need someone.</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello dearies. :)
&lt;br&gt;So currently, I've been thinking on which layout I'd choose to change over here - &lt;i&gt;I know, I know&lt;/i&gt;. I keep on changing layouts and layouts. Can't really help it, and technically I blame http://blogskins.com for this. Haha. :P
&lt;br&gt;Help me choose, would you? &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/260780/"&gt;Layout 1&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/223575"&gt;Layout 2&lt;/a&gt;? Help help please! Oh before I forgeeet - Layout 2's preview's got .. somehow messed up look, but according to the one who made it, it's fine when you really use it. :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Friday - &lt;B&gt;May 8&lt;/b&gt;; We had a sleepover, us cousins. Supposedly Ate Bea&amp;Ate Abi was to join us, but unfortunately, Ate Bea was sick so they both couldn't make it since they're siblings. :P
&lt;br&gt;Haha. We.. karaoked(sorry if it's wrong, I'm not entirely sure) all morning. But, we did watch Hairspray and drank coffee, while talking and joking around ofcourse.
&lt;br&gt;Everybody started getting way way sleepy and we went up at around 4:45AM-ish? Yeah. Ate KC was sleep by then, haha. Probably hella tired from her Summer class. :P Me, Ate Em and Ate Chiqui talked though, and we tried to stay up 'till the sunrise. Actually, we were able to. Somehow, but not the half of the sun, since they started getting sleepy. I slept at around 5:30 pa, 'cause I couldn't really sleep, I bet it was the affect of the &lt;u&gt;coffee&lt;/u&gt; :|
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually, that's the one I wanted to talk about in this blog - &lt;i&gt;No, not coffee.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;Sunrise&lt;/u&gt;; what it means to me.. and what I think of it.
&lt;br&gt;Sunrise; That was probably one of the &lt;i&gt;dang little times&lt;/i&gt; I ever saw a sunrise, maybe not fully, but at least, a glance. Haha, call me crazy, but damn was I &lt;b&gt;giddy&lt;/b&gt; when I saw just a little part of the sun. I just love watching the sun, go up most especially.
&lt;br&gt;It makes me think that &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; gave us a following day to live on Earth, especially since Mother Earth's being treated like trash now adays. :( 
&lt;br&gt;And, I guess &lt;i&gt;for me&lt;/i&gt; it's just nice to watch the sun go up; it's a real beauty. But really, if you ask me which one I would prefer watching or seeing? I wouldn't really know. Haha. It's just hard to choose, for me kasi, BOTH of it holds meaning. Sunrise for another day that God has given us; and Sunset is the ending of the day that God has given us and that we should be thankful for our past times we've lived here.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's&lt;/i&gt; what I think of sunset and sunrise, I mean you guys could have another meaning of it right? :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guess I'll have to stop here! `Till next time guys, hope you enjoyed this entry! :)
&lt;Br&gt;AAANNDD, don't forget to help me pick for the layie! Thanks thanks again. :)
&lt;blockquote&gt;ENJOY THE LAST FEW REMAINING DAYS OF SUMMER, SCHOOL'S ALMOST BACK.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1176125055338833580?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1176125055338833580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-only-light-that-you-see-you-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1176125055338833580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1176125055338833580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-only-light-that-you-see-you-need.html' title='I&apos;m the only light that you see ,you need someone.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8426179281423471353</id><published>2009-04-13T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:42:52.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Back and I'm here calling.</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggers! :]
&lt;br&gt;Looks like I'm back with a &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt; layout. Haha ,back to the old plain layouts. I'll take a rest from navigations first; and this will probably be for a long time because I have &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; intention of going to &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com" target="_blank"&gt;Blogskins&lt;/a&gt; for awhile.
&lt;br&gt;Anyway, once &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; I apologize for the ultimate delay update. Just can't help it if you don't have a topic. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm feeling a little school-sick already, and I can't believe I actually said that. Haha. I miss school, I miss homework, I miss actually almost everything in school. Even the teachers; even when they lecture and get mad at us. I mean, wouldn't you miss it? After experiencing it for almost a year? (12 months); but at the same time, I don't know if it's a good thing that it's almost school year all over again. 
&lt;br&gt;I guess the only thing that I'm not looking forward to is extreme studying and waking up early - Who does? :P If you do, I swear I'd call you weird for the rest of my life. Hahaha!
&lt;br&gt;Well, obviously, I'm real excited and nervous at the same time for who will be my classmates, adviser and class. &lt;b&gt;Would it be a great class? Would it be boring? Would be an adventurous school year?&lt;/b&gt; HA! I wouldn't mind that this year anymore, because, I realized, I worry about &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;. Every single year, I enjoy my year. With my classmates, with my adviser and everything we learn from each other inside that classroom. Yeah, I guess there's still a point that at times, I would insanely hate that class because of this reason. Or, I wouldn't like that class because it's too quiet, too green, too noisy, too rude and whatso. 
&lt;br&gt;So basically, I &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; I would still enjoy my last gradeschool year even if I wouldn't be classmates with my best friends. At least you get to gain and maintain friends ,right? That's the good thing about having new bunch of classmates per year.
&lt;br&gt;I admit that I say "I wish I could be classmates with you again, next year" and all of those crap. Yeah ,I wish that. But, now, I "somehow" realized that I think it's better to have a new bunch of people per year. But, ofcourse, it would also be good if one or two of your close friends would be in the same class as you, right? So that you wouldn't totally feel so... &lt;u&gt;Out of Place&lt;/u&gt;. Haha! I know that you wouldn't like that, I myself &lt;i&gt;doesn't&lt;/i&gt; want to feel that. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess all I'm saying is that I'm excited and nervous for this incoming school year. It'll be more pressured(because quizzes, tests are given faster than the normal; graduation)
&lt;br&gt;Okay, I guess this is enough update. I'll make it up to you this following week or so. Haha. I'm reaaaaaaal sorry. :)
&lt;br&gt;Just been &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; caught up with Summer Meetings, and just summer itself. :"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8426179281423471353?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8426179281423471353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/04/step-back-and-im-here-calling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8426179281423471353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8426179281423471353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/04/step-back-and-im-here-calling.html' title='Step Back and I&apos;m here calling.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-150330828728933183</id><published>2009-04-08T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:37:30.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've only got forever and forever is fine.</title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm sorry for just being able to update &lt;i&gt;today&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been struggling for a new topic - until now, I still got nothing. I guess I'll just talk about my summer (so far)
&lt;br&gt;Well, for one thing, I've been dying to go out of the house, and &lt;u&gt;SWIM&lt;/u&gt;. Too bad I still haven't swam yet, I was suppose to go swimming last Monday, but looks like the plan was cancelled. Oh wells :-&lt;
&lt;br&gt;Dying out of boredom. Being house-jailed. Jogging and Playing Badminton @ 6AM. Watching True Blood. Using the computer. Laughing my ass, and my cousins' asses off.
&lt;br&gt;That's probably the summary of how my summer has been lately. :p I wouldn't really &lt;i&gt;call it&lt;/i&gt; EXTREMELY FUN. But, probably acceptable enough. 
&lt;Br&gt;My cousin's birthday is actually coming up - May 13 (It's near, in my mind); and we're planning on celebrating it like, going to a beach or something. =P~
&lt;br&gt;Basta mabasa at maligo! Haha. 'Yon lang, Hallelujah na! Especially when I was in my friend's belated birthday party. I wasn't able to swim because I couldn't. Everybody was &lt;i&gt;practically&lt;/i&gt; in the pool, enjoying and splashing water into each others face(freakin' tempting, i know!); I almost dived in! ALMOST, CLOSE, but I didn't. :(
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;There goes my luck, huh? Haha! Today - I was &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; able to get out of the house, and we went malling - as usual, to Alabang Town Center!
&lt;br&gt;Honestly, it felt good being on malls again, I really felt house-arrest, and let me tell you, it ain't a good thing. 
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;b&gt;wanted&lt;/b&gt; to watch Fast and The Furious 4, but my sister said that someone told her that it wasn't so nice. So, tell me, &lt;i&gt;Was it nice? :D&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;GAH, I guess I'll stop here, again, I'm REALLY sorry for the lack of posting posts. I assure you, if I have tons na, I would seriously post a lot.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'll be bloghoppin' soon! :)
&lt;br&gt;HAPPY HOLY WEEK, YOU GUYS ! *hugs* AND, HAPPY SUMMER :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-150330828728933183?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/150330828728933183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-only-got-forever-and-forever-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/150330828728933183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/150330828728933183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-only-got-forever-and-forever-is.html' title='I&apos;ve only got forever and forever is fine.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3973865328158672745</id><published>2009-03-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:25:26.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will never live it down.</title><content type='html'>It has been &lt;b&gt;10 days&lt;/b&gt; since this tragic incident happened.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My dad's uncle (Lolo Jose) had died, on March 18 at around nighttime of 10 something or 11.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; death of all was extremely unexpected. Until now, I'm still wishing somehow it's a long scary nightmare, and I would wake up from that nightmare, knowing it's not reality. Though, I know that would never happen anymore.
&lt;br&gt;He died not cause of sickness, nor old age. He died cause of hold-up. He died because someone &lt;b&gt;killed him&lt;/b&gt;. 
&lt;br&gt;I've always highly disliked people who do that(hostages, hold-up, murders, thieves), I mean, I guess one of their reasons of doing that is because they don't have money, or they don't have a job, leading into stealing and doing hold-up to people. 
&lt;br&gt;It's scary, these days, whenever jeepneys or tricycle passes by our gate, I can't help but glance and check if someone goes down near the gate, &lt;u&gt;to be in prepared&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;i&gt;This&lt;/i&gt; got us traumatized and paranoid. Until now, I'm still recovering from it, and it's not that easy.
&lt;br&gt;We would have accepted easier if his death is from an illness, or old age(but, he's not even old yet!). But &lt;i&gt;nooooooo&lt;/i&gt;, that person had to ruin it. He had to point the gun at my grand&lt;i&gt;uncle&lt;/i&gt;, and SHOT rather than just ask persistently for the money, and NOT FREAKING SHOOT. :|
&lt;br&gt;'Till here, sorry guys. I'll really be updating soon. 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rest in Peace, Lolo Jose. We love you, and we hope that you're in a happy and safe place now. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3973865328158672745?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3973865328158672745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-never-live-it-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3973865328158672745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3973865328158672745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-never-live-it-down.html' title='Will never live it down.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-9173434278789410063</id><published>2009-03-15T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:46:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll miss everything on SY: 08-09.</title><content type='html'>Hello, &lt;i&gt;my dears&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;Should I change to a new layout or still this? Haha! I haven't been looking to blogskins.com &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;On second thought, I found a new layout, I'll be changing it to that! Hope you like it. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4 days left, for more days of school. I'll miss &lt;b&gt;every single thing that happened this SY: 08-09&lt;/b&gt;, if ever they happen again, they &lt;i&gt;wouldn't&lt;/i&gt; be as great as how it happened this school year. NOTHING will change, every single memory I had with you guys(teachers, classmates, batchmates) will stay the same, and frozen in our minds. 
&lt;br&gt;This &lt;b&gt;batch&lt;/b&gt;/this &lt;i&gt;school year&lt;/i&gt; is probably &lt;u&gt;the best&lt;/u&gt; school year I had. No offense to my previous school years, but this school year really topped everything else. :)
&lt;br&gt;This batch, I really got to be close with &lt;u&gt;every single person&lt;/u&gt; in the class. Whether just merely teasing, or really friends who shares problems and help each other out, or just insanely cool seatmates/groupmates and shiz, or people who keep me happy when I'm down in the class. My &lt;b&gt;BOB FRIENDS&lt;/b&gt;. Those girls really cheers me up dearly when I'm down, especially Selina De Leon, even though, yes I have to admit, she &lt;i&gt;gets&lt;/i&gt; in your nerves sometimes, you can't help but love her silliness. 
&lt;br&gt;My extremely close guy friends; Mikko Razon, Gabby Bermudez, Sean Escanilla, James Lee, Aiky Cruz and others. Ohgolly, these boys are a mixture of annoyance and kakuletan. But when you need their help for your problems, they would be there for you, listening, though sometimes they lighten up the mood especially if you're &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; emo.
&lt;br&gt;I never thought I'd be close with this guys, but you know, I'm glad I did. They're awesome. In every other way. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I want to say &lt;u&gt;thank you to every single 6C member&lt;/u&gt;, and to everyone that made my every single day in La Salle a memorable 6th year. You don't know how thankful I am, for the new friends I gained, for the old friends that I maintained, new teachers that I learned lessons from(Ms. Pebs; Sir. Javi; Sir. Maiq; Ms. Mabalot etcetc), my class whom I learned to call my &lt;b&gt;2nd home&lt;/b&gt;, my classmates whom I learned to call &lt;i&gt;my brothers and sisters&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;I know that not every single person in that class have good terms with each other. I know that some of us doesn't like one person or two in the class. But, &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; what makes us a one whole class. That's what makes us brothers and sisters; not all siblings &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; have good terms with one another, right? 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Moving forward, &lt;u&gt;my barkada&lt;/u&gt;. I've been through &lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt; with them. We've argued, we've fought, we've cried, we've laughed together. I remember the time when we had a sort-of not liking Cheska(remember that, Ches?) and that we used to do our best to avoid her and all? But, I'm glad now that everything's alright. Last Friday, I had a misunderstanding with one of my best friends, I decided to give her time and all, and just awhile ago, she IMed me and apologized. :"&gt; Yay!
&lt;br&gt;&amp; also the times when we laugh at corny jokes, and freaking hilarious pick-up lines. Also the times when at least one of us get wrong grammars, or pronunciation, we'd laugh at it. But most of all, I love them for being there when you're having a problem, and when you want to blab about something everybody would shut it and listen to you. Tease you even, especially if it's about a boy or something. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;I couldn't find anymore great best friends rather than them. ;)
&lt;br&gt;Thank you guys! You've made my 2008-2009 a very successful and unforgettable year.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And you know, I'm thankful I'm back in blogging again, I've met a lot more amazing ex-links(Ate Mei; Kuya Niko; Ate Niña; Kateriina; Cutreenuh; Ghera; Mia and loads more)
&lt;br&gt;My 2008-2009 year wouldn't be complete without them, without me completely ranting about anything here in my blog. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;PS: I'm exempted in all except Science! Wish me luck on the Science exams! &amp; for grade 7 :o :)
&lt;Br&gt;PPS: 11 more days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-9173434278789410063?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/9173434278789410063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-miss-everything-on-sy-08-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/9173434278789410063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/9173434278789410063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-miss-everything-on-sy-08-09.html' title='I&apos;ll miss everything on SY: 08-09.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8913840631042416254</id><published>2009-03-06T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:35:31.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without you I'll be miserable at best.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently on obsession of a band. Haha. I don't know if you guys heard of it but the band is &lt;u&gt;MayDay Parade&lt;/u&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;...okay, I did not just say the name, did I? Ohwells. Haha.
&lt;br&gt;I'll give you a part of the song &lt;u&gt;Jersey&lt;/u&gt; by them.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Let's write a song that we can sing to
&lt;br&gt;And you can lead the choir
&lt;br&gt;And put the hook where it hurts most
&lt;br&gt;And you threw a spark that lit the candle
&lt;br&gt;That set us all on fire
&lt;br&gt;And sent a flame down the east coast

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jersey just got colder and
&lt;br&gt;I'll have you know I'm scared to death
&lt;br&gt;That everything that you had said to me was just
&lt;br&gt;A lie until you left
&lt;br&gt;Now I'm hoping just a little bit stronger
&lt;br&gt;Hold me up just a little bit longer
&lt;br&gt;I'll be fine, i swear
&lt;br&gt;I'm just gone beyond repair

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And i should have been your everything
&lt;br&gt;I'm now at the end of my eternity
&lt;br&gt;And i will sleep to have the darkest dreams
&lt;br&gt;This just won't seem right to me
&lt;br&gt;I close my eyes and beg for peace

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jersey just got colder and
&lt;br&gt;I'll have you know I'm scared to death
&lt;br&gt;That everything that you had said to me was just
&lt;br&gt;A lie until you left
&lt;br&gt;Now I'm hoping just a little bit stronger
&lt;br&gt;Hold me up just a little bit longer
&lt;br&gt;I'll be fine, i swear
&lt;br&gt;I'm just gone beyond repair&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lovely lyrics, isn't it? Well, aside from the repeating and repeating part - it's still lovely. The first time I heard it, I fell in love. Period. :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyways, I'm sure this is late but, to say this - I &lt;i&gt;lost&lt;/i&gt; in running the Gr. 7 Level Rep, you know by how many points? &lt;u&gt;Freakin' 4 points!&lt;/u&gt; Depressing right? 
&lt;br&gt;Better luck next time, I guess? I went for appointees, anyway. For PPA - Planning Programs Assistant. I didn't think I'd be able to handle being a Head. But, I'd be happy to help my Head and give her idea's on the programs. At least, I got in :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow, I just realized this is &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; my &lt;i&gt;100th&lt;/i&gt; post after 3 years of Blogging. Haha! Any congratulations? ;) Kidding! :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Honestly, I can't believe it, maybe some of my fellow-Lasallian classmates don't either. We approximately only have 6 days(if the end term exams ain't included) of school left, before Summer &lt;B&gt;FINALLY&lt;/b&gt; butts in.
&lt;br&gt;Incredible? Depressing? Joyous? Sad? Overwhelming? Disappointed? Accomplished? 
&lt;br&gt;Those are the emotions that are building up on me right now, though thrill is probably all over the top of all of them :"&gt; :))
&lt;br&gt;Grabe, until now, I can't believe it. This school year happened so fast kasi. All of a sudden, woosh, it's the end of the school year. 
&lt;br&gt;I'm practically going to be Gr. 7, next year. I don't want to be a grade 7 yet, &lt;i&gt;at the same time&lt;/i&gt;, I do. Ironic, right? Heh. I'm not even ready to be a teenager yet, before I used to be so thrilled and excited &lt;b&gt;and freaking atat&lt;/b&gt; to be a 13 year-old person. Now? Not so much. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS: Happy 13th Birthday, Mikko Razon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8913840631042416254?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8913840631042416254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/02/without-you-ill-be-miserable-at-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8913840631042416254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8913840631042416254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/02/without-you-ill-be-miserable-at-best.html' title='Without you I&apos;ll be miserable at best.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3719707019286175537</id><published>2009-02-14T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:26:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm no superstitious, I have no doubt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do you believe in Superstitions?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Well, I thought Superstitious Beliefs would fit in for yesterday - &lt;b&gt;Friday The 13th&lt;/b&gt;. Just so you know, &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; don't believe in those. Yes, sometimes, I do those other superstitious beliefs like the one where, &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; you see a &lt;u&gt;black&lt;/u&gt; cat, you have to spit(though, I don't know &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; you have to spit) and also Don't cut your nails at night cause it's bad luck(in which, I do that all the time. HAHA!)
&lt;br&gt;I always wonder why some people believe in this Bad Luck and Good Luck superstitions. I find it stupid and unreasonable, actually. No offense to superstition believers who are reading this right now. :) But it makes me wonder, isn't it bad when you're having these "superstitious beliefs" &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; if you're a &lt;b&gt;Catholic?&lt;/b&gt; So, how come we catholic people &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; believe AND do those? I guess what I'm trying to imply is that we shouldn't really resort on "hulas" or those magic cards saying that we'll have a whatsoever.
&lt;br&gt;But then, I can't really stop you from believing these superstitions, right? :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, enough with the Superstitious Belief.
&lt;br&gt;Last Wednesday - Me, Anna and Chelly talked about &lt;u&gt;childhood memories&lt;/u&gt;. It's nice to reminisce isn't it? Brings back the good ol' memories, even though there are some &lt;s&gt;not so good&lt;/s&gt; memories. Haha. Anyway, we started comparing &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; childhood memories to the ones that have their childhood memories starting right now. To be honest, childhood right now and childhood from 4-8years ago is &lt;i&gt;way different.&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I remember, when I was a kid,(technically, I'm not really a kid anymore, I'm more of a "pre-teen", right?) I used to go outside of my house, grinning so broadly, my hair untidy but looking ready to have some fun. I used to play in the soil - my nails in the end having brown soil, so as my feet. My slippers getting lost somewhere cause of running. And mostly, going home crying because somehow along the way of playing games(e.g. Pating-Tero, Tayaan, Langit Lupa), I tripped and got bruised. That's how my childhood memory goes. Starting to learn how to ride a bike; running better without tripping; getting better at those games and more. :)
&lt;br&gt;I used to remember also, when we have those "naps" during the afternoon, but of course, we didn't want. We(my sister, brother and I) used to pretend sleeping, and as soon as our Yaya goes. We'd sneak out of the house, and go to the "now basketball court" area by the broken wall. Since our house was locked with a big gate. The times when she'll find out about it, and get mad at us but we'd just simply run off and resume playing with our cousins. Good, times, yep, Good times. :D
&lt;br&gt;As I grew up, I admit, it was sad to say I was starting to lose in touch with the "outside" world, because Electronic Gadgets starts to come. Computers were made, Laptop, PSP's, Xbox(360)'s, Wii's and loads more. I'd lessen my stay outside, and usually hurry back inside just so I'll be able to play internet games, to chat and all. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, maybe some kids right now &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; play outside, for which I am happy to know so. But, I'd bet you, most of the kids right now are inside their houses, playing DOTA, SF, Wii and what so other games. Am I right? :p
&lt;br&gt;I'm thankful and happy with my childhood memories, and &lt;u&gt;wouldn't dare&lt;/u&gt; to change it to any of &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; childhood memories. These memories are one of a kind for me, and I love these memories. Every single bit of knowing things on outside world, and those bruises and laughter I have right now. ;)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, I guess this is it. HA. I finally finished a blog. At long last. Haha!
&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3719707019286175537?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3719707019286175537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-no-superstitious-i-have-no-doubt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3719707019286175537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3719707019286175537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-no-superstitious-i-have-no-doubt.html' title='I&apos;m no superstitious, I have no doubt.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5709627172181270870</id><published>2009-02-02T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:00:57.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannot believe it.</title><content type='html'>So, practically, school elections is getting nearer. I've &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; wanted to run but now, I have an opportunity to do so. I don't really mind of I lose, as long as I had the opportunity to campaign, but then again I'd love to win as a &lt;b&gt;Gr. 7 Level Rep&lt;/b&gt;. But if I lose, I wouldn't go rally to my opponent, shouting and getting "&lt;u&gt;mad&lt;/u&gt;" at him for me loosing and him winning. I'm not like that, not at all, I grantee you that. 
&lt;br&gt;Though, I never imagined myself to lead our batch if ever I win, I don't know, I just didn't see myself as leading my batch, but now, at least I'll know if I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; do it, or if the stress is too much. Apparently, I'm in a &lt;u&gt;extreeemely&lt;/u&gt; nervous-wreck state right now! Our Canteen campaigning is on Monday-Tuesday and our Tarpaulins aren't even &lt;i&gt;done&lt;/i&gt; NOR finished yet. Since the picture was too small, it won't be nice, so we'll have to take a picture tomorrow. HOPEFULLY, we'll be complete. Thank goodness, my sister's friend's family has a shop that makes those stuff. Whew! And we'll pay her and all the shizzle. 
&lt;br&gt;But in all honesty, I've never felt anything like I'm feeling right now, the mixture of &lt;b&gt;excitement, nervousness, cramming, and thrill&lt;/b&gt;. It's a good feeling yet at the same time, having those feelings at the same time, it can &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; make you go insane. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, today is the &lt;u&gt;second&lt;/u&gt; day of &lt;b&gt;February&lt;/b&gt; - the hearts month, right? Haha. Lots of MU's, crushes are blooming in our batches, and school mates. I'm &lt;s&gt;jealous&lt;/s&gt; not. Haha! I'm not, I'm contented with my friends&amp;i! :)) Time sure flies fast, doesn't it? At least, one more month 'till summer (&lt;i&gt;March 19&lt;/i&gt;), and I can hardly believe it's almost my birthday and my mom's too! I am &lt;b&gt;freaking turning thirTEEN!&lt;/b&gt; Yes, a &lt;i&gt;teenager&lt;/i&gt;, and I am astounded by that fact. I am going to be Gr. 7 in FEW MORE MONTHS. I am going to be graduating in GS going to HS soon. I will be having my &lt;i&gt;first confirmation, and retreat&lt;/i&gt;(In which I think will suck, because PA wants it AT SCHOOL) and hopefully, GRAD BALL also(Since PA removed it, gaaaaaah)
&lt;br&gt;I'm not really quite feeling of me going into teenager. I'm practically &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; childish, meaning I have to me "more" mature(Even though, I am kind-of already); I should be more responsible and a good example to the lower batches. Sadly so, this is freaking me out. Haha. I'm &lt;u&gt;NOT READY&lt;/u&gt; to let go of my childhood yet! No actually, I'll &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; be able to let go of my childhood, &amp; I'll always be a child at heart. &amp;hearts; AWWWWWW. Haha. Okay, that was &lt;b&gt;totally&lt;/b&gt; random. :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Our Canteen Campaign btw was &lt;s&gt;fine&lt;/s&gt; sucked, actually. We didn't have tarpaulins, NOR pins. We just had paper posters and ribbons and it was a &lt;i&gt;mess&lt;/i&gt;. A guard in the canteen even got mad at us because of something(such a long story, but we got pissed for that) Well, best wishes and luck on RIGHTS and hope for them not to be as disastrous as ours. Haha.
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ciao, lads! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5709627172181270870?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5709627172181270870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/02/cannot-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5709627172181270870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5709627172181270870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/02/cannot-believe-it.html' title='Cannot believe it.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5636650774891408633</id><published>2009-01-21T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:24:23.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel of love.</title><content type='html'>Hey! As what I &lt;i&gt;promised&lt;/i&gt;, I'll update yesterday or today, in which I did today. Haha. As you can see. :D
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Today, I got my Report Card - I went with my mother kasi e. Haha. I was really &lt;i&gt;dead&lt;/i&gt; nervous about Science, but honestly, I &lt;u&gt;didn't&lt;/u&gt; expect what my teacher - Ms. Pebenito gave me. It really caught me off-guard, a GOOD off-guard, of course. Haha :)
&lt;br&gt;I got 88 in Science, it just went down by ONE point. I know right now I'm being a pessimist to myself, but come on, I got 38/60 in the end term exams, and I only went down by one?! Okay, nevermind, I won't complain anymore. It makes me sound like I &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; it to go down, in which I highly don't want. 
&lt;Br&gt;Good news for me though is that I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; remained my 3rd honor list. Congratulations to me and to other Lasallian who remained or even made their grades higher! I'm proud and happy for you guys. =)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, I'm done with the Card Distribution topic. I'm so happy with myself I was able to think of a topic. HURRAY FOR ME! Hahaha. Okay, here it goes :D
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&lt;br&gt;Freedom. What do you think whenever you hear the word Freedom? I think of a lot of things. Like, consequences, free, illusion. Those are one of my examples whenever I hear freedom.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONSEQUENCES:&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Freedom isn't as easy as you think it is. You &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; have consequences in return whenever you do something. Like, for example; you're free do drink, or to kill. But, what are the consequences here? In drinking, you'd get drunk, and I would say that isn't really a nice thing to happen to you. Now, in the killing part - yes, you'll feel satisfied you were able to do "vengeance" especially if you wanted do to THAT for so long, but buddy, &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; wouldn't get away that easy. You would get caught, and once you get caught, you'd be sentence in jail, for I don't know how long! There's still a lot of other consequences in each free decision you make. But, I &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; think every free-will/free decision you do you'll have consequence in return, or all?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;FREE:&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Well, obviously you'd think of the word &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt; right away when you hear the word "FREEDOM." It's nice to know that there are moments when you can simply just walk into the park, alone with your thoughts; simply sit by the bench, listening or reading a book; running around the park playing with your cousins &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; friends; biking; jogging and anything that can refresh yourself. It's a good feeling, right? I know. I &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; the feeling of being free, even just for a moment. Don't you? :) Free from problems(friend&amp;family probs); free from studying(Vacation); etcetc. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;ILLUSION:&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;At first, I never really thought of Freedom coming down into an Illusion, but then again, not everybody thinks of Freedom simply just an Illusion(maybe the older people, they would think of freedom as illusion nowadays, since they've learned more about these kind of stuffs.) I only thought of it was because last January 20, 09, I asked for my sister's opinion about &lt;u&gt;Freedom&lt;/u&gt;. She said that she thinks Freedom's just an illusion because, if it really &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; freedom, why is there consequences? Well, she got me there and I had to agree with her there. But that doesn't remove me from still believing there is &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; some freedom left. :P
&lt;br&gt;Basically, I can't think of anything more. So, I'll put the stop to this. Toodles! ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5636650774891408633?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5636650774891408633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/01/angel-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5636650774891408633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5636650774891408633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/01/angel-of-love.html' title='Angel of love.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2015509759873123377</id><published>2009-01-14T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:58:02.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop me now.</title><content type='html'>Hey! Haha. I'm &lt;b&gt;updating&lt;/b&gt;, yay rightt?
&lt;br&gt;Okay, if you people haven't noticed &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. I changed my layout, since the one made by Dancing Sheep, there was an error :(!
&lt;Br&gt;That's too bad, I loved that layout pa naman, I'm sure you did too rightt? Haha! I really had a difficult time looking for a layout, nothing seemed to get into my type kasi eh. Then, &lt;u&gt;ALAS!&lt;/u&gt; I found this layout in which I'm using right now. 
&lt;Br&gt;Is it okay? I like it, it's simple. But then, you see that " Search Blog Flag Blog
Next Blog»" kind of thing right? Or is it just me? If it is, well, lucky you then. :P
&lt;br&gt;I'm just not used to have that in my layouts eh, as far as I remember, all the layouts I've used so far, that kind of thing got covered. Hopefully, it doesn't bother you like it &lt;i&gt;sort-of&lt;/i&gt; bothers me :"&gt;.
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was suppose to post this last January, 6, 2009 and now it's January 14, 2009! Haha. That's a longer delay rather than the last time! :P
&lt;br&gt;So actually, I got "&lt;i&gt;grounded&lt;/i&gt;", because, my time on computer is only until 9:30PM, but I extended, since, y'know, I was doing &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt; and I was also reading a FanFic. My dad bursts out of their room, saying "Oh Ella, &lt;i&gt;kanina ka pa kita sinasabihan na umakyat na. Lampas ka na sa oras niyo&lt;/i&gt;,"
&amp; of course, stupid Me, I just go "Mhmm &amp; Yeees." He goes inside once again, AND sooner or later, he comes outside, and he gets mad, since he sees me still in front of my Laptop, typing. 
&lt;br&gt;He gets mad at me, and gets me grounded for &lt;b&gt;ONE WHOLE WEEK = 7DAYS!&lt;/b&gt; Even Saturday&amp;Sunday, dear. That's like, puuuuuuuure torture. Haha! But, I'm glad I had something else for me to do like, reading ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;, I'm back here &amp; I'm glad I am. Haha! Today is our Recollection, and I had a &lt;b&gt;blast!&lt;/b&gt; :)
&lt;br&gt;I thought it would be sort-of boring, same kind of activities like last year, or last last year, but nope, it was TOTALLY different! There were some activities that were still the same but it's all cool B-)
&lt;br&gt;Thank you for the people who gave me &lt;u&gt;Recollection Letters&lt;/u&gt;, they mean sooo much to me. Thank you for those 56 people who gave me :"&gt; I love youu! Haha. :) They make me feel special and loooved ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Tomorrow's Outreach &amp;&amp; I &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; wait for it! Haha. Too bad I wouldn't be able to take care of Toddlers, but kids :(. But it's okay, I love kids anywayss. Haha. But, I still blame this all to a &lt;a href="http://lakanthony.multiply.com/"&gt;certain &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. 
&lt;br&gt;As I know, someone accidentaly(or maybe intentionally) ripped the Class List with the our assigned group numbers. Y'know, what ages to take care, what area, blahblahblah. Haha. THEN, If he was "smart enough"(No offense, seriously :p), He could have just scotched taped the ripped paper in the back, and re-copy it in a new Class List, &lt;i&gt;unless&lt;/i&gt; someone really ripped it into small super small style. :"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You broke my heart
I'm taking it back from you - Wishes; SuperChick&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;That's all for today, folks. Thanks again. I'll update on Sunday or Monday(CLASS CARD DISTRIBUTION :-S)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2015509759873123377?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2015509759873123377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-stop-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2015509759873123377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2015509759873123377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-stop-me-now.html' title='Don&apos;t stop me now.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5611771206731626580</id><published>2008-12-31T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:42:20.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I was born to tell you I love you.</title><content type='html'>Supposedly, I'd post this post on 12.28.08 -- &lt;u&gt;The Last Sunday of 2008&lt;/u&gt; but since I keep running out of ideas, obviously it keeps delaying. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;It's already 12.31.08, the day of "New Year's Eve."
&lt;br&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna put up my "New Years Resolution" even though most of the time, I don't follow or wasn't able to do it.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Study harder and aim to get at least 1st-2nd Honor.
&lt;br&gt;2. &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOSE WEIGHT//Exercise or Jog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;3. Try to get better in GAP.
&lt;br&gt;4. Save &lt;b&gt;$$!&lt;/B&gt;
&lt;br&gt;5. Be more respectful &amp; obedient.
&lt;br&gt;6. Listen more attentive to what the teachers &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; discussing.
&lt;br&gt;7. &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BE MORE RESPONSIBLE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;8. &lt;i&gt;Lessen&lt;/i&gt; my bitchiness, and &lt;b&gt;add&lt;/b&gt; more kindness O:-) 
&lt;br&gt;9. Try not to tease and infuriating people more often. :"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;10. Stop my bullying &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; it isn't necessary.
&lt;br&gt;Ohkay, I guess that's enough for my New Years Resolution. I wouldn't say that I would be able to do these though, but I'd &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; make certain I would, especially #2. :| HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, 6hours and 30mins to go 'till New Year's Eve, our tito's and tita's want us to play a song, but I don't know if it'll be continued. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;Bleh, I quit, I'm gonna post this now. :) HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'm sorry, I know this post sucks, but I wanted one last post for my 2008 :"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5611771206731626580?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5611771206731626580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/cause-i-was-born-to-tell-you-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5611771206731626580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5611771206731626580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/cause-i-was-born-to-tell-you-i-love-you.html' title='&apos;Cause I was born to tell you I love you.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6098597723091538971</id><published>2008-12-24T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:02:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me a story in Christmas Eve.</title><content type='html'>Hal&lt;i&gt;lo&lt;/i&gt;, luv. (I'm imitating a fictional character here :"&gt;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's&lt;/b&gt; Chirstmas Eve, I can't believe it, can &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;? :)
&lt;br&gt;First of all, I want to &lt;u&gt;thank&lt;/u&gt; people who left me gifts in my Cbox. I love it, thank you! Merry Christmas to you too! :) 
Here are the pictures they sent me;
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/?action=view&amp;current=xmas_gift.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/xmas_gift.gif" border="0" alt="christmas"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/?action=view&amp;current=xbzl2p.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/xbzl2p.gif" border="0" alt="christmas1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/?action=view&amp;current=gift0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/gift0001.jpg" border="0" alt="christmas2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizacastronuevo.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j46/lizalloyd/SP_DinnerParty_RedPapercopy.gif" border="0" width="300" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Aren't those just cute? I feel loved and thankful that you sent me those. You don't know how muuuch I appreciate it! Thanks! :]]
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This Christmas vacation has been fun this past few days, I'm glad I don't get stuck at home, just simply using the computer or lazily watching TV. 
&lt;br&gt;Though, I've been wanting to make this tag long, I'd decided, I'll just keep it short.
&lt;br&gt;Everyone who happens to pass by and read this blog; I wish you a HAPPY MERRY CHRISTMAS! Don't forget to greet Jesus on his Birthday, and show love with your family and friends. :)
&lt;br&gt;Also, I want to great you a Happy New Year of 2009! May this new year be a &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt; start/beginning for us in everything! Let's make it worth, and let's make it count!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS! :* &gt;:D&lt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6098597723091538971?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6098597723091538971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/tell-me-story-in-christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6098597723091538971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6098597723091538971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/tell-me-story-in-christmas-eve.html' title='Tell me a story in Christmas Eve.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/th_xmas_gift.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1648328659503821362</id><published>2008-12-19T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:47:04.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with fire?</title><content type='html'>Well, what can I say? I'm back, everybody who reads my blogs! :)
&lt;br&gt;Thank you for passing my blog, and dropping loves in my cbox - while I was out, and keep commenting in my latest blog. Thank you guys!
&lt;Br&gt;Want to know how I did in my exams? :) I think I did pretty well in most of it just &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; Social Studies and a bit of English! &lt;i&gt;Especially&lt;/i&gt; Social Studies - which was today. I admit, I didn't study that much, you know, laziness taking over again because it's the &lt;b&gt;last&lt;/b&gt; exams for the term! Actually, I did study, but not enough that I freaking missed 2 questions! 
&lt;Br&gt;Yeah yeah, maybe I'm reacting too much for missing 2 questions. BUT MAAN! Hahaha! I &lt;u&gt;do not&lt;/u&gt; want to fail SS, y'know. I love SS! Weird right? Haha. But yes, I do love SS. In english - some were easy, some were difficult. Embarrassingly thing to say, I had a quite hard time on those ... uh, basta! Can't explain it! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We're going simbang gabi! I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://biancamediatrix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bianca&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://cuziluvyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rie&lt;/a&gt;; two different ones. Haha. I'll start with Bianca's! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/bloglove.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Rules:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Put the logo in your blog.
&lt;br&gt;2. Add a link to the person who shared it to you.
&lt;br&gt;3. Pass this award to your BLOG LOVER friends.
&lt;br&gt;4. Add your links to the participants below.
&lt;br&gt;5. Leave a message for your nominee on their blog. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Midnight Rainbow (Cara)
&lt;br&gt;2. Just forget (Clarisse)
&lt;br&gt;3. A Story of A Girl (Cutreenuh)
&lt;br&gt;4. Subtle Mind (Ghera)
&lt;br&gt;5. THE Pink-ish DREAMLAND:) (Jean)
&lt;br&gt;6. cHinita's hidden sanctuary (Jessie)
&lt;Br&gt;7. Dazzling-notes.info (Jhoanna)
&lt;br&gt;8. Love a n d Freedom (Katrina)
&lt;br&gt;9. oh hello, heartbreaker (Ate Mei)
&lt;br&gt;10. Hello, earthling. (Ate Mia)
&lt;br&gt;11. I'm gonna go there with my memories. (Ate Mika)
&lt;br&gt;12. The Upper Blog (Kuya Niko)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I pass this to: &lt;a href="http://ysabelishawt27.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ysabel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://patooreesya.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Patricia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;A href="http://kcasti.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Kristine&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Rie's survey/tagging now! :D
&lt;Br&gt;List 8 random facts about yourself
&lt;br&gt;1. The my second name(Eunice) means - &lt;u&gt;"Good Victory"&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;2. I love country music! :x
&lt;br&gt;3. I love to name my daughter - Adelaide and with a nickname of Addie!
&lt;br&gt;4. I love blogging about anything.
&lt;br&gt;5. Didn't eat dinner yet and it's 9:12PM already :"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;6. I was(sort-of still am) annoyed with the people in Starbucks @ ATC awhile ago!
&lt;Br&gt;7. RANTER!
&lt;br&gt;8. I hate having cliques in our batch. 


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU
&lt;br&gt;First name: Ella
&lt;br&gt;Name you wish you had: I don't know. I'm fine with my name. :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;What do people normally your name as: Ella and Eunice
&lt;br&gt;Birthday: March 26
&lt;br&gt;Bitrhplace: Ma-Docs.
&lt;br&gt;Time of birth: No idea.. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;Single or taken: Single, baby!


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOUR APPEARANCE
&lt;br&gt;How tall are you: 4'11! :|
&lt;br&gt;Wish you were taller: Hell yeha!
&lt;br&gt;Eye colour: &lt;i&gt;Extremely&lt;/i&gt; dark brown!
&lt;br&gt;Current hair color: black :)
&lt;br&gt;Short or long hair: Average. 
&lt;br&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre color: Naw. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with you hair: Err, never? :))
&lt;br&gt;Glasses or contact: Glasses. 
&lt;br&gt;Do you wear make up: Eyeliner and lip gloss? But rarely on Eyeliner. Haha.
&lt;br&gt;Paint your nails: Whenever my mom feels like it 8-|

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IN AN OPPOSITE GENDER
&lt;br&gt;What eye color: Blue or green.
&lt;br&gt;What hair color: Brown! 
&lt;br&gt;Shy or outgoing: Both. But not TOO shy.
&lt;br&gt;Sexy or cute: HAHAHA. Cute :]
&lt;br&gt;Serious or fun: Both.
&lt;br&gt;Older or younger than you: Older, but not like, 2-3years age gap or something.
&lt;br&gt;A turn on: Plays piano or guitar or drums. READS.
&lt;br&gt;A turn off: Doesn't know much about me, and doesn't do anything 'bout it.
&lt;br&gt;Flowers or chocolates: Flowers :)
&lt;br&gt;Pepsi or coke: Cokee!
&lt;br&gt;Rap or rock: Rock \m/
&lt;br&gt;Relationship or one night stand: Relationship :)
&lt;br&gt;School or work: School, of course!
&lt;br&gt;Love or money: More on love.
&lt;br&gt;Wish you were a prince or a princess: Princess, of course. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;Like someone who was taken: HAHAHAHAHA. Horrible horrible, but no. :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saved your head: Heh?
&lt;br&gt;Used chopstick: 'Couurse! 
&lt;br&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself: :"&gt; Yeah.
&lt;br&gt;Favorite flower: Any that smells great.
&lt;br&gt;Candy: Mentos!
&lt;br&gt;Junk food: Tostillias!
&lt;br&gt;Website: Multiply and Blogspot.
&lt;br&gt;Location: Philippines!
&lt;br&gt;Animal: Puppies!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MISC
&lt;br&gt;Ever cried over someone: Just teary-eyed, if you consider that crying. :)
&lt;br&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself: I don't know, really. Suggestions? :D
&lt;br&gt;Do you think you're attractive: Naw. I'm just a normal person. I'm not attractive.
&lt;br&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose: Cinderella...?
&lt;br&gt;Do you play any sports: Mhmm! :D


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Persons whom I tag:
&lt;br&gt;1. Devy
&lt;br&gt;2. Ana
&lt;br&gt;3. Rie
&lt;br&gt;4. Trina
&lt;br&gt;5. Sandy
&lt;br&gt;6. Mao
&lt;br&gt;7. Kateriina
&lt;br&gt;8. Cheska
&lt;br&gt;9. Yani
&lt;br&gt;10. Bea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1648328659503821362?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1648328659503821362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-with-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1648328659503821362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1648328659503821362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-with-fire.html' title='Playing with fire?'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1843443851294277104</id><published>2008-12-12T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:31:34.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.</title><content type='html'>Update:
&lt;br&gt;I'd just want to inform you guys that I wouldn't be on computer &lt;i&gt;starting&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow until Dec. 19! But though, the exams 'till Dec. 18 only, I'll be out on Dec. 19, so maybe I'll be blogging on the next day! :D
&lt;br&gt;Do &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; a favor and, miss me, alright? HAHAHA! Just kidding ;) Have fun, thank you guys for reviewing per blog of mine, keep 'em coming while I'm gone.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love you guys! :)&lt;/u&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Continue reading on this blog !

&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br&gt;---------------------

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;So basically, I hate myself right now for not being able to think of a good topic. But anyways, I want to show you my first chapter of my &lt;i&gt;typical&lt;/i&gt; high school story. Click &lt;a href="http://enilalaisweird.multiply.com/journal/item/163"&gt;This!&lt;/a&gt; I made it for everybody, comments please? Here or there. Any would do. :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naggers, can you believe it's &lt;b&gt;December?&lt;/b&gt; `Cause I surely can't believe it is. I mean, for the fact that I don't have gifts or presents for my friends and families yet. Plus, I have some ideas for some of my friends and family. My problem is though - &lt;u&gt;BUDGET!&lt;/u&gt; Haha. I want to give &lt;s&gt;almost everybody&lt;/s&gt; in my class, in which we are 39, but I'll probably give around 37. I was planning on giving everybody the same, girls with girls and boys with boys. 
&lt;br&gt;Probably with girls, it's whether a ballpen or a key chain or an accessory, ideas anyone? For boys, &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; hard. I don't know, any suggestions please? I need ideas, people! :|:))
&lt;br&gt;Sad to say though, I'm not really feeling the &lt;i&gt;"Christmas feeling"&lt;/i&gt; yet, even if I know full to well it IS December, and in 3 weeks, it's already Christmas! But of course, I'm excited to have Christmas already. A day full with fun and love with your family and relatives. I absolutely &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; that feeling, don't you? :D 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, I'm not just excited with Christmas but of course, &lt;u&gt;New Year 09!&lt;/u&gt; My mind isn't really still processing that a few months ago, I was entering my new classroom - 6C, and that now it's 2 weeks before exams of 2nd term. Fast right? Haha. I don't know if I should be frustrated, shocked, or overwhelmed. But I think I'm &lt;i&gt;leaning&lt;/i&gt; more on the overwhelmed and frustrated. Overwhelmed, because it's &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; Christmas Break, but frustrated because EXAMS are freaking rushing up. :| 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Y'know, my life's pretty boring right now, but I realized it doesn't really matter as long as I'm having a great time and relationship with my classmates, barkada, friends and family. I don't necessarily need a boyfriend(most definitely) nor a crush at any moment yet. Yeah, I guess some of you guys would think "&lt;i&gt;Ay, yuck. No love life, or whatso ever. Boring mo naman!&lt;/i&gt;" Well, sorry to break it to you, I don't give a shiz about that. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;I'm pretty contented with my life right now, I know I do say sometimes that my life's pretty boring. But, weird enough. I just realized that even though my life is pretty "boring" at least my life ain't in chaos like how others life are in that case right now. I've dealt a lot this past months about friends. I &lt;b&gt;hated&lt;/b&gt; for the fact that we fought, but at the same time, I'm sort-of grateful, because if we didn't, we wouldn't have been able to learn all this, right? We wouldn't be able to know what we is did is whether right or wrong or none of the above. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* I know now the feeling of the stress and frustration you people feel when you fought with someone you really care about. 
&lt;br&gt;* I know now the feeling when your close friend spills the beans about something &lt;i&gt;very deep for you&lt;/i&gt; to someone you hardly know or highly dislike. 
&lt;br&gt;* I know now the feeling when you can't take the pressure anymore, and you just simply &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to give up everything just to make you guys "OKAY" again. &lt;br&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Mainly&lt;/b&gt;, I super now know that saying an apology doesn't immediately solve all of your problems. It hell doesn't mean if you apologized and the person forgave you, it means &lt;b&gt;every single thing&lt;/b&gt; goes back to normal, even if you tell her that "let's forget about this" because it's HIGHLY impossible. 
&lt;br&gt;* You will &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; have this nagging feeling of the wrong thing you or that person did. You will still be bothered by it, let me assure you with that, `till you get old and wrinkled with rotten teeth. Haha. I just seriously needed to put that, to stop my seriousness. Hahaha! :D
&lt;br&gt;* I already felt the feeling in which I thought I wasn't a best friend to my best friend anymore, for the fact that she &lt;s&gt;never&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;hardly&lt;/b&gt; tells me any of her secrets anymore. I don't know, I felt &lt;i&gt;useless or neglected&lt;/i&gt;. That I wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; important to him/her that she/he even forgot to mention something to me, even if she thought it was important(even though, it's &lt;i&gt;soooooo&lt;/i&gt; freaking obvious that it &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;.)
&lt;br&gt;* I know the feeling of being lied at in front of my face. And, yes, it hurts a lot, especially when it comes directly from THEIR mouth - your best friend(s), close friends.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, that's sort-of a lot, huh? Haha. You'd probably notice by now that I'm a jealousy type of best friend or barkada-mate. I don't know, I'm just really selfish when it comes to those things, I wouldn't know if I'd be as protective and selfish when it comes to having boyfriends, because I didn't/never had one yet! :D 
&lt;blockquote&gt;Forgive someone who committed a sin towards you, but never forget how horrible that person did to you. Don't walk back to your past, go forward to your future and stay remain in your present.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1843443851294277104?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1843443851294277104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/while-angels-sang-whiskey-lullaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1843443851294277104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1843443851294277104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/12/while-angels-sang-whiskey-lullaby.html' title='While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4903547252861298912</id><published>2008-11-26T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:44:28.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saved this last dance for you, babe.</title><content type='html'>Hey y`all! :)


&lt;br&gt;Must be odd for you, since I'm updating on a &lt;i&gt;Wednesday!&lt;/i&gt; Tee hee. But I will be, just for this week because I wouldn't be at home this friday. :)

&lt;br&gt;Aside from being all in all at fair starting tomorrow(I shall talk about this later), I'll be in Alabang Town Center with my barkada. They &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; want to &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; watch Twilight, so they already reserved tickets. Haha!

&lt;br&gt;I'm watching, &lt;u&gt;Cinema 1, 5:45PM&lt;/u&gt;, see you there? :o Oh and, I'll say sorry in advance, cos I might be laughing at some parts of the movie :"&gt; And, seriously... &lt;i&gt;When&lt;/i&gt; I laugh, it's like, BOOMING. ;)) 

&lt;br&gt;But, let's not talk about Twilight, sorry guys. I know you're &lt;u&gt;extremely&lt;/u&gt; excited on watching it-some are probably watching it, &lt;b&gt;right in this freaking moment.&lt;/b&gt; Hope you guys are enjoying it, even though I highly dislike the book. I'd hope I'll be enjoying the movie, at least to make it worth it ;)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, Monday, we had a mass, after the mass Brother Arwin went up to the stage to tell basicaly &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; life story. It was fun, it wasn't those &lt;s&gt;long and boring ones&lt;/s&gt; that makes you want to go to sleep. Oh no, we were practically laughing and saying "Yihee! Brother haa!" meaning we were seriously &lt;b&gt;ecstatic, alive&lt;/b&gt;. 

&lt;br&gt;At the part where he mentioned that "he experienced the LOVE feeling", he was on 3rd yr highschool. He told us about it, and he was joking around going like "&lt;i&gt;Ako nga, 3rd year yan, eh kayo nga mga grade6 palang kayo meron na kayo.. :&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" I laughed at this, because it was &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt;. 

&lt;br&gt;But at the same time, as always, I &lt;s&gt;pondered&lt;/s&gt; dwelt about this. Yes, we gradeschoolers have those crushes, MUs, &lt;b&gt;even boyfriends &amp; girlfriends&lt;/b&gt;. We have, we had. Bleh, but I wouldn't say that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; have a boyfriend, cause I don't. Nyahaha. Not yet, I believe I'm too young with that yet. But, I've been &lt;b&gt;asked&lt;/b&gt;, even though I dislike saying "no" or declining something, I had to. 


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As this too, as I notice, no offense on the guys in &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt;(so as rie's,monica's,sandy's,cheska's,katrina's) batch. Guys don't know how to make "ligaw" anymore. Maybe some still &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; know how to do "ligaw", what "ligaw" means, but let's just say... &lt;b&gt;Nobody does it anymore.&lt;/b&gt; 

&lt;br&gt;They've gone to the, "asking-right-away" style. Once you guys are MU, and you're quite a bit long already, they'll go "Would you be my girlfriend//Can you be my girlfriend?" Even sometimes, they ask the ones that &lt;b&gt;doesn't&lt;/b&gt; have a liking on them, basta, they just *boom!* ask. It's preposterous, crazy, bizarre. I'm not saying it's bad--well, maybe a little bit. HAHAHAHA. 

&lt;br&gt;Hwell, I can't really &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; anything about it, if that's &lt;b&gt;their&lt;/b&gt; style, be that way, rightt? Haha!


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, I shall talk about some differences that some people think of it as the same. Tee hee. 


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crush and Like&lt;/b&gt;:
&lt;br&gt;People don't really see the difference here; crush is like when you &lt;i&gt;admire/adore&lt;/i&gt; that special someone of yours. You don't really have those "romantic" feelings with 'em. Yeah, maybe at times you would feel some tingly feeling, but I bet it isn't as the same as those weird butterfly feelings(I &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; experienced this! HAHA!) when you happen to see the person you like pass by or even just glance and give you a &lt;i&gt;smile&lt;/i&gt;. I guess you &lt;b&gt;would&lt;/b&gt; feel giddy when they talk to you--duh, you idolize them. Why wouldn't you feel giddy they're talking to &lt;i&gt;you?&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;But, for like, it's really hard to explain like. But I guess you &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; say that you would have those "romantic" feelings towards him/her. You would have the in need of care or concern towards her when she's/he's problematic, in trouble, sick, etcetc. You would &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; to spend more time with her/him and get to know him/her better. You would enjoy simply just hanging out with her/him, talking about &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;, right? 
&lt;br&gt;...or, am I SOMEHOW saying this as love already? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I don't know anymore! :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love and In-Love&lt;/b&gt;:
&lt;br&gt;Okay, people sometimes mistake this as the same. But technically(on what I think), Love can be for &lt;i&gt;anybody&lt;/i&gt;. Your friends, your siblings, your relatives, y'know &lt;b&gt;Platonic Love&lt;/b&gt;? But when it comes to &lt;i&gt;in-love&lt;/i&gt;, I can't really explain it, but you'll &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; if what you're feeling toward someone is simply Platonic Love or Real Love. It's like the same as what I said to the like part. You care for him/her, but it's more &lt;i&gt;deeper&lt;/i&gt; this time. You would do anything for him/her(not always, really...). You have this &lt;b&gt;over protectiveness&lt;/b&gt; towards him/her, deeper also, of course. Haha! Last but not the least of course, you are &lt;i&gt;in-love&lt;/i&gt; with her/him. You love her/him. :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'll update about Obsession and Love soon. It's late already. Tee hee.&lt;/s&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's freaking &lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;FAIR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, babyyy! I'm so freaking excited. It sucks you get to be caught 10 times the least though. But... :&gt; You know us, we'll be using alcohols to rub the markers off our skins. BWAHAHAHA.
&lt;br&gt;And, &lt;i&gt;hello&lt;/i&gt;. They call it for "our own safety?" No offense really, but wow. I don't think it's OWN safety :"&gt;. But oh wells, I wouldn't be bringing my camera anymore. Oh you know what? I'll be wearing colored pants tomorrow! Nyahaha. So as my barkada. We'll be so f*cking colorful. HAHAHA. 
&lt;Blockquote&gt;He &lt;i&gt;says&lt;/i&gt; he doesn't miss me anymore. but I'll occasionally get a text from him, I know he's thinking about me. I don't mind though. I know he still remembers.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4903547252861298912?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4903547252861298912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-saved-this-last-dance-for-you-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4903547252861298912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4903547252861298912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-saved-this-last-dance-for-you-babe.html' title='I saved this last dance for you, babe.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4188471482697828422</id><published>2008-11-21T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:44:42.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, you're my disease.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! You know, I noticed something, I usually update on Fridays or Sundays. But &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; on Fridays, like &lt;b&gt;right now!&lt;/b&gt; 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha! Okay, I'm talking nonsense now.. Nothing new happened this Friday, just other fact that it's nearer for &lt;u&gt;FOUNDATION WEEK!&lt;/u&gt; *squeals like a rabidfangirl* I'm &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; freaking excited, you probably don't know how much. Haha! But one thing that annoyed me is—&lt;b&gt;THEY'RE STILL NOT ALLOWING US TO BRING FREAKING ELECTRONIC GADGETS ON FAIR!&lt;/b&gt; My Goodness Gracious Great Walls of Fire! :|

&lt;br&gt;Burn you, buuuuuurn! Gah, saying so that we won't loose it and all that hell. &lt;i&gt;Hello&lt;/i&gt;, it's OUR choice if we want to bring it, it's on our OWN risk. Besides, we aren't that stupid to just drop our bags and gadgets anywhere you know. We ain't stupid! 8-| Sorry, I'm just really annoyed at this. I just &lt;b&gt;cannot&lt;/b&gt; believe they're treating us like what, 6year old children that just dumps stuff everywhere? 

&lt;br&gt;No, 6year old children don't probably even do that anymore! They're RESPONSIBLE already, what about us? We're 11-13 years old. DIFFERENCE, PEOPLE?! I &lt;s&gt;loathe&lt;/s&gt; hate it when people treat me like a baby—not those kind where they hug you and all, I'm fine with that. But in those kinds where they(adults) think you aren't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; responsible enough to do this, or that. It's like, sometimes I just want to tell them out of my guts, "&lt;b&gt;I'm 12 years old, yeah you may think (sus, 12 years old palang pala yan e!) but, man, I know my reponsibilities. I'm responsible, stop treating me like a baby in a training.&lt;/b&gt;" It's irritating, that's why I feel so happy when my parents thinks that I can handle doing this. Going to the grocery, without a yaya or something, just myself or with my sister. Going to the mall without a yaya or a parent, just simply ME and MY FRIENDS. It's like, &lt;i&gt;FREEDOM, YO!&lt;/i&gt; :))


&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Hmm, I'm done ranting over that. Now, let's talk about a quote I got from a Fanfic. It's very true. :)
&lt;blockquote&gt;If someone can't find themselves to overcome the anger they feel and forgive you for whatever you did or didn't do, then they're not really your friend. -Or not, Sarah Dessen FanFic.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;This&lt;/i&gt; quote is really a cold hard TRUTH. Plain boldy truth. It simply says it all, but for others that still don't understand it, I'll give you a concrete situation. Let's say you and your best friend fought over something. You realized your mistake and went to her and said, "&lt;i&gt;Pasensya na ha, nagkamali ako&lt;/i&gt;. I'm sorry," but she didn't really say anything and just stalked off. If she still didn't overcome her anger towards you for what you have done, then apparently she isn't really a true friend to you for what you thought she would be. 
&lt;br&gt;Because for one, if she &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; one of your true friends, she would have had been able to accept your mistakes and flaws, as long as YOU, yourself accept that you have mistaken. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's another one, from the same FanFic story I got. Thanks to her ! :)
&lt;blockquote&gt;It takes more than one to win a battle.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Maybe a lot of us would think of this quote differently from one another. But for me, it's basically about &lt;b&gt;Friendship.&lt;/b&gt; For me, I think that it's saying that when you get into a fight, you won't be able to win or at least make a peace with the person, &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; you don't have anybody to help you. Also, that if you are all alone in this battle, you wouldn't be able to win it, to succeed, but you &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; fail &lt;b&gt;down&lt;/b&gt; &amp; not achieve at all. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Blah, Right now, I'm so loving Rihanna's song -- &lt;b&gt;Rehab&lt;/b&gt; &amp; Good Girl Gone Bad! 
&lt;br&gt;It's &lt;i&gt;simply meaningful&lt;/i&gt;, try to understand it, and listen to it. It's addicting also. Both of the songs. Oh btw, Rihanna and Chris Brown concert was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOTALLY LOVED! :x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I don't have pictures, (&lt;i&gt;aww, too bad!&lt;/i&gt;), but whew. Chris Brown and Rihanna really looks a kaduper cute couple (even though, still they aren't admitting they &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; dating. Heehee.) 
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;RabidFangirls are simply sick people. They're annoying and infuriating @)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4188471482697828422?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4188471482697828422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-youre-my-disease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4188471482697828422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4188471482697828422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-youre-my-disease.html' title='Baby, you&apos;re my disease.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-943896876742215551</id><published>2008-11-14T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:09:00.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much for my happy ending.</title><content type='html'>hola hola people of the earth B-) haha! 
&lt;blockquote&gt;Harry Potter is &lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;supposedly&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; 7 days from now.&lt;/Blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Pains me, really does :( Haha! Just kidding. But it repents me that it really was supposedly like that. I mean, I was really ultimately excited for watching Harry Potter and to know that Twilight replaced it. I have nothing(sort-of) against Twilight--I just don't have a trip with it. And, especially when I watched the International Teaser Trailer? I was simply washed away. Haha! I was uber curious about the part where there's a scene that &lt;b&gt;The Burrow&lt;/b&gt; gets burned/is burning. I am so curious &amp; I think I even saw Fenrir Greyback in that part! Heehee. Excited even moree! I &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; wait for July 17, 2009 @-). But since I love Harry Potter(book) too much, I will have patience. Since I'm not exactly a patient person, as you say. Haha. &lt;Br&gt;OH AND MANNN, I SAW THE RON &amp; LAVANDER KISSING SCENCE! It was a shocking sight to see, but it wasn't long, it was like, a glimpse only. Making me ache to see more of it. Jeez, I sound such a desperate loser to watch it. I'm not desperate to watch it--okay, maybe kind of :"&gt;. Well, I'm sorry, I'm really a sucker at this, plus Nicholas Sparks books too. AHHHHHHHH. Love his books. :]]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Next topic. I finished This Lullaby by Sarah Dessen yesterday. I only read it &lt;u&gt;2 DAYS, DUDDERS!&lt;/u&gt; Can't say I'm NOT proud of it, in which in fact I am super proud. Would be better if 1 day lang though. Heeheehee. I would definitely say it's &lt;B&gt;BETTER&lt;/b&gt; than Pants of Fire. For me, of course. Hahaha! It wasn't all about you-know, making out and stuff. There was also a lesson.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;SPOILERS MIGHT APPEAR. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Remy was a teenage girl who you know, dates a lot of guys and doesn't &lt;i&gt;"believe"&lt;/i&gt; in serious commitment. She thinks that, especially in marriage, it &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; falls a part and it won't work it. In short--&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;She doesn't believe in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; She thinks that love isn't really possible and all. Then, one day &lt;i&gt;Dexter&lt;/i&gt; comes, a guy will change everything about her thought about love. But of course, not right away. Haha. They date, they break up. But Remy couldn't stop thinking about him, and he asked for the just to be &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/B&gt; cause he doesn't want relationships like this to end in a "&lt;s&gt;awkward kind of way&lt;/s&gt;." Of course, Remy agrees, saying it's a challenge for both of 'em. They we're able to work it out, being friends and all. But, Dexter of course, really does still like Remy and all that crap. But happily, in the end they end up together :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm. Today is &lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;! At last, huh? Haha. It was fun today, even though as usually Sir. Javi got-sort of mad at our batch for not lining up properly again nung Lunch time.. It started nung Wednesday, I think? Then, it was like, continuous. No one did really pay attention and kept making mistakes and mistakes making Sir aghast even more. By the point when Sir Javi gets into the middle. Everybody starts running into the line of their class, you'll be hearing people whispering in hushed tones "Huy! Keep quiet na nga! Sir Javi's getting mad! Line up! Line up!" After a few minutes of people saying those, immediately you would just hear silence and Sir Javi in the middle, glaring &lt;i&gt;at all of us.&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;We had 3 quizzes today--English, Math &amp; Filipino. The English was easy, and was checked in which I got 13/15! Math was quite &lt;b&gt;hard&lt;/b&gt;, I freaking missed 3 questions! I wasn't sure how to get those 3 problem solving questions. Damn you ratio and proportion... Anyways! Plus, I wasn't sure with the T or F and the Inverse and Direct proportion. Just hopefully I wouldn't fail and get an MTS or else my mom would blame my &lt;i&gt;GAP practices&lt;/i&gt; for not studying and starting to get low grades--in which she might remove me from GAP! 
&lt;br&gt;I'd be &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; devastated if that'll happen. So, I hope not and which me not. For the Filipino, it was normal. Some questions were confusing and hard to know, but the others were easy too. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;blockquote&gt;Love is gonna save us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-943896876742215551?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/943896876742215551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-much-for-my-happy-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/943896876742215551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/943896876742215551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-much-for-my-happy-ending.html' title='so much for my happy ending.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8220803727582349962</id><published>2008-11-08T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:27:11.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged! :D</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by: &lt;a href="http://guhreenmuncher.blogspot.com"&gt;Niqui&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;RULES:
&lt;br&gt;- Each blogger starts with ten random facts or habits about themselves.
&lt;Br&gt;- Bloggers tagged need to write on their on blog about their ten things and post the rules.
&lt;br&gt;- At the end of your blog you need to choose 10 people you're going to tag and list their names.
&lt;br&gt;- Don't forget to comment on their site that they're tagged.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* Never in a day of my life had I &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; dwell on something. I always dwell on every little single thing. Detail by detail.
&lt;br&gt;* I yearn for problems and at least anything to keep me from being bored.
&lt;br&gt;* I would love to meet every star cast of Gossip Girl and One Tree Hill.
&lt;br&gt;* I'm somehow good at solving my friends problems that when it comes to me, I have no idea what to do or how to make up with this.
&lt;br&gt;* I'm not-so good with saying sorry. I have a hard time saying it personally. But somehow, I manage.
&lt;br&gt;* I want to learn how to do any street dancing. Krumping. Foot works. Stunts. Break dancing.
&lt;br&gt;* I'm quite in the middle of crisis of problems between a group of friends.
&lt;br&gt;* I wanna try living one to two years in states. And explore.
&lt;br&gt;* I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; the color purple. 
&lt;br&gt;* Lastly, I want to go around the world. Mainly &lt;b&gt;France, Europe, Australia, London&lt;/b&gt; and lots more :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;iTag the following people:

&lt;a href="http://jennyislove.blogspot.com"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://katwinka.blogspot.com"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cuziluvyou.blogspot.com"&gt;Rei&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sandy095.blogspot.com"&gt;Sandy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pinkbananapancakes.blogspot.com"&gt;Trina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sugarpuff56.blogspot.com"&gt;Devy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ysabelishawt27.blogspot.com"&gt;Ysabel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bubblegum006.blogspot.com"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8220803727582349962?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8220803727582349962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8220803727582349962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8220803727582349962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-d.html' title='Tagged! :D'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3978025955341793692</id><published>2008-11-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:44:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.</title><content type='html'>All Saints and All Souls day to all of you guys! :)

&lt;br&gt;Hoped you were able to visit your loved-ones in the cemetery, and wished them a happy life from whether they are right now. They'll &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; be with us. I believe that.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, these past few 3 days, were our super short sembreak. But it was, kind-of worth it. Last Thursday, we slept over my cousins condo near MoA. We also went to Serendra, but we weren't able to shop as much, because Kuya CJ was feeling a lil' bit woozy and sick, so we had to go back to the condo :( I don't care anyways, I bought two books.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/pants%20on%20fire%20by%20meg%20cabot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/soccer_bee/Book%20Covers/PantsonFire.jpg" alt="Pants on Fire by Meg Cabot Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20lullaby%20by%20sarah%20dessen" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w357/jayyluvzux333/13698477.jpg" alt="This Lullaby - Sarah Dessen Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I read Pants on Fire already, one the same day. Haha. I finished it, it was &lt;b&gt;not-so okay&lt;/b&gt;. Too much making-out, and kissing and all that. But nevertheless, it was quite alright. There was a lesson for you to be learned, and Katie Hilson(the main character) learned it. She was ... a &lt;i&gt;player&lt;/i&gt;. Well, you can't really say it that way, because she was dating one, and the other one, she was just simply making-out with. But other than that, it was all kissing and kissing and making out with a couple of boys.

&lt;br&gt;I must say, I was &lt;i&gt;sort-of&lt;/i&gt; dissapointed with it, but then again, some people might still like it, in which I did enjoy reading this book. But it's surely not one of my top all-time favourite books. :) Is it recommended? It depends to you if you enjoy reading books with mostly making out and kissing. Haha.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;On &lt;b&gt;The Lullaby by Sarah Dessen&lt;/b&gt;, I don't know yet. But my sister recommended it to me, and said it was definitely great. I don't know what the book is all about, &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. I just hope this will be better than Pants on Fire. Haha! But then again, most probably because I've read quite a number of Sarah Dessen and I've liked everything. :)



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Right now, I'm excited and feeling a lil' bit astonishingly weird, to see my barkada and classmates ones again! Haha. My classmates and best friends &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; fails to amaze me with anything. Hahah. That's why I love them. :)

&lt;br&gt;Oh, I don't know if I mentioned before; that one of the people in my barkada, as I think doesn't really fit in with us(my best friends&amp;amp;i) It's not like, I'm &lt;i&gt;totally rebel&lt;/i&gt; on her or something. Nothing like that, in fact I like her. She's cool, she's funny. But, sometimes, I &lt;s&gt;pity&lt;/s&gt; her because she sort-of sometimes can't relate in what we're talking about..

&lt;br&gt;I trust her, but I don't trust her &lt;i&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/i&gt; that I'd be able to spill my guts and everything towards her. I tell her secrets, but not deep secrets.

&lt;br&gt;And, one matter why I think she doesn't join in our barkada is because she can't get in our &lt;i&gt;"inside jokes."&lt;/i&gt; We laugh about our old doings and stuff, while she ... keeps quite and smiles. :| :(
&lt;br&gt;I want to confront her or something, but I don't know &lt;b&gt;HOW.&lt;/b&gt; For one thing, I don't like shutting it to myself, yes I've already told my barkada about this. :) They sort-of agree with me, too. But, ohwell. I'll be here for her, she's still a close friend to me. We'll be here for her too.

&lt;br&gt;Who knows? Maybe in the end, she'll be able to relax with us, and enjoy each other's company soon. I'd &lt;i&gt;wish&lt;/i&gt; for that, and if it happens, I'd be jubilant. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Btw, who's going to Rihanna &amp; Chris Brown Concert? I am! I am! Comment on my haloscan if you are also. :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rihanna and chris brown" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i488.photobucket.com/albums/rr247/givflorida/alsoonsale.jpg" border="0" alt="chris brown and rihanna Pictures, Images and Photos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Stick up to your friends, no matter where they are. No matter how b*tchy and cranky they've been to you or your friends lately.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3978025955341793692?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3978025955341793692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/hell-hath-no-fury-like-woman-scorned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3978025955341793692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3978025955341793692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/11/hell-hath-no-fury-like-woman-scorned.html' title='Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/soccer_bee/Book%20Covers/th_PantsonFire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4709627568722265453</id><published>2008-10-29T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:13:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on the world to change.</title><content type='html'>Hey! Today is Wednesday, indicating that it's the &lt;i&gt;last day&lt;/i&gt; of school before "&lt;s&gt;sembreak&lt;/s&gt;".

&lt;br&gt;I watched HSM3 with my sister today @ ATC. &amp; all I can say is they MAXIMIZED IT OUT. The first part was sort-of funny, but it was really &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; to watch. The effects were really cool and it really attracts your attention and you'll simply just go "wow, that's so cool..." 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, nothing much happened today aside from the fact that we had two tests. One long test which is on Math, I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; super nervous, since I sucked at problem solving of decimals. And, the previous quiz is that I failed. Haha! But luckily, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be :"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;The second test was a quiz on Science, it was &lt;s&gt;easy&lt;/s&gt;. I don't wanna say that, in case I'll get low in the test. HAHAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;We had swimming in our P.E, it was our practical tests today. we all got perfect daw \:D/ ...well, that's what sir said. Hahaha. Let's just hope it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; true :&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next topic: &lt;b&gt;Why do people suddenly just like people just because they knew that person likes them when they don't even know the person that much?&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I notice this is very true, especially in our batch.(my observation!) When they just hear some chick liking then, of course a good looking chick liking them... Around like, the next day or minute or whatever--they'll like you and you'll be MU na. 
&lt;br&gt;It &lt;i&gt;reeeaally&lt;/i&gt; irritates me when I hear something like this happening. It's like, why can't you like the person for who they are not because they like you? and if you don't like them, then don't push yourself towards them. is &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; hard enough? No, right?
&lt;br&gt;And if you notice it CLOSELY. It's like it's not even you liking them or something. It can simply just &lt;b&gt;pure lust&lt;/b&gt;. &amp; it all disappears when that person doesn't like you anymore and you look for someone else.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;DESPERATE MUCH?&lt;/u&gt; Helloooooo, there are more fishes in the sea. not just one. nor two. nor three. haha. i &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; that one. okay, getting out of topic :))! Back to I was saying, I think it's plain dumb and stupid for you to like a person just for that and not for something MORE. 
&lt;br&gt;I'm not saying that everybody is like this, nor almost everybody in MY batch is like this. All I'm saying is, why are people like this? &lt;b&gt;IN GENERAL.&lt;/B&gt; Maybe in my kind of age or lower, no wait. Not this age, cos I think we should be more understanding and responsible about this kind of stuff. &lt;u&gt;I THINK!&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm, what else, what else to say? I find it funny about myself to know that I ponder into things &lt;i&gt;too much&lt;/i&gt;. That I get into almost every detail before I make a decision about something or someone. But, sometimes, I just let myself flow with what I want to happen. Even though in the end, I get tons of mistakes. At least I did learn something knew, and I achieved something. 
&lt;br&gt;And, I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; taking up challenges, and pondering into problems, and helping my friends with their own problems. I guess it's just one of my weird kind of things. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Always live your life the fullest, if you don't, nothing can really happen to you and always take challenges and do some experiences.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4709627568722265453?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4709627568722265453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/waiting-on-world-to-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4709627568722265453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4709627568722265453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/waiting-on-world-to-change.html' title='Waiting on the world to change.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1903522796504985284</id><published>2008-10-26T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:14:20.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got stuck with your love for too long.</title><content type='html'>YO B-)
&lt;br&gt;Apparently &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://katwinka.blogspot.com"&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has been nagging me to update my blogspot. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;So, here you go Kat. :) Now a days, I've been continuing on the story I've been making. I kept editing and editing it, well, it's not really &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; fault since ideas kept popping into mine. Haha! But, chapters 1-5 are now finalized. They aren't long with those 5,000+ words per chapter. 1000+ till 3000+ is all I have &lt;b&gt;pa lang&lt;/b&gt;. I'm currently working on the 6th chapter ;]
&lt;br&gt;I don't really &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; what the summary will be, and how long it'll be. I've asked a few people to read it, so far they said it's &lt;i&gt;"nice"&lt;/i&gt;. I'm not so contended with the word nice, cos I feel like it's a placeholder. :P
&lt;br&gt;Anywho, yesterday we went to MoA with our first cousins that came home from States, they went to visit our Lolo, he's in Ma Docs 'till now :( We were suppose to watch HSM3 yesterday, just us siblings but our Tatay didn't allow since he said we should spend time with our cousins. :|
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hsm3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk207/ashleytisdales01fan/HSM3.jpg" border="0" width="300" alt="HSM3 Pictures, Images and Photos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;See how bloody good looking the poster is?! &lt;b&gt;Almost everybody&lt;/b&gt; I know has WATCHED THE MOVIE ALREADY! And you know when I'm going to watch it? I'm going to watch it on f*cking Wednesday, last day of school before sembreak.
A lot of people said it was &lt;i&gt;wicked&lt;/i&gt;, cos like tinodo na nila ung show, I'm not sure, is HSM3 the last show? Though, one friend of mine said it was a drag, but then again she didn't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; watch it cause they were fooling around in the cinemas. Haha.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Speaking of sembreak? Guess what? We're going to have only &lt;u&gt;2 day&lt;/u&gt; sembreak, WITHOUT THE WEEKEND. Where's the fuuun?! @-) This is like probably &lt;i&gt;the first time&lt;/i&gt; I'm going to have a shoooooooort sembreak. HAHA. I'm such a reclamador. :))
&lt;br&gt;I really don't know what to talk about, I'm running out of ideas. HAHA. Nothing much happened last friday, &lt;b&gt;ASIDE FROM MY OTHER BEST FRIEND MAKING PEACE WITH MY OTHER BEST FRIEND!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;It was such a &lt;i&gt;Thank God moment.&lt;/i&gt; Their big petty fight has been such a big nutters for me, I couldn't go on siding with any of those too, because they're &lt;i&gt;both&lt;/i&gt; my best friends, and I would be betraying one if I go teaming up with one. So, I stayed in the middle. I tried to make senses to the one who apologized about my best friend. At first, she didn't really take any of those advises. I didn't care, as long as I have done my help and if she doesn't follow, it's not MY own fault. 
&lt;br&gt;Gladly, in the end she DID apologize. Whew. HAHA. Oh and, both of you guys, I know you might probably be reading this, so &lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt; :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Oh I just remembered, I have an idea for my own new layout! My sister will be making for me, it's like on the border its &lt;b&gt;Peace, Love, Happiness&lt;/b&gt; ... basta, it's hard to explain but me and my sister will do it ASAP, I'm excited to use it nga eh. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
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&lt;blockquote&gt;"So bloody close losing you. I wouldn't have been able to stand it, Kitten. - Bones (Crispin Russell)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1903522796504985284?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1903522796504985284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-stuck-with-your-love-for-too-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1903522796504985284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1903522796504985284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-stuck-with-your-love-for-too-long.html' title='i got stuck with your love for too long.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3027437377052208485</id><published>2008-10-17T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:47:55.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone is dancing in their own beat.</title><content type='html'>Hey hey :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually, I don't feel like blogging about my life today. I just want to talk about my own opinions about something. Sorry if you'll find this blog &lt;i&gt;very weird&lt;/i&gt;. So, advance sorry. &amp; remember, the ones I'm going to type down are &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; opinions, alone. Maybe some of you share the same as me, but yeah. :]]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abortion&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;I think it's &lt;i&gt;shit&lt;/i&gt; when people do abortion. I mean, golly gosh. Their killing a baby inside them, just may I remind them? Sure, people do abortion for their own "sake" but what about the little kid growing inside them? Didn't they think once or twice before having sex with a person? Killing kids. Killing people. Isn't that a major sin? I know some reason why people do abortion is when they get rape, but still it's wrong. Maybe some people do abortion -- let's say &lt;b&gt;MOST&lt;/b&gt; people do abortion that gets rape is because so they could simply forget &lt;i&gt;that past&lt;/i&gt;. But isn't it better to let the child live? Everybody deserves a chance to live. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre-marital Sex&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;A lot of people do this now a days. But, I &lt;b&gt;believe&lt;/b&gt; that you should have sex AFTER you get married. I mean, for the fact that making love isn't just any kind of trash or whatever. It should be special, or at least something like that. We, Christians think that the only person we should have sex/make love with is our husbands/wives. But, even for non-catholic/Christians should know it's a bad thing for you making love when you aren't married yet. But then again, I can't force you can i? 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexism&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;Sexism is a very plain &lt;i&gt;mean&amp;rude&lt;/i&gt; thing for you to do. God made everybody &lt;b&gt;the same&lt;/b&gt;, nobody's higher or lower. We are &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; the same. You don't have the right to insult people, on who's better. You or him, you or her. I usually notice this by guys insulting girls, saying that &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; better than the girls. On everything, if not everything on something. Basically, no one's better than anyone else. Boys or girls, Woman or men, everybody's equal. Gay or Lesbian, whatever else.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Racism&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;Racism doesn't only go on colored people, even though it usually does. It goes for races too, on how rich, poor, famous and un-famous you are. We are &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; as mighty as fall the same. We may have different ugly histories on our races, but that doesn't necessarily make us different from one another. I don't get why people insult the other races, on how poor or ugly their community is right now or whatever. It's bizarre, nonsense. It only makes us hate one another much more, aren't we suppose to make unity and peace for each country? If we keep doing racism, it can only lead us to wars and huge fights to each country which again leads us to &lt;b&gt;death&lt;/b&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Illegal Drugs&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;This is &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt;, it's really addicting once you start. Hardly impossible for you to stop, I guess unless you go rehab or something. Some people do drugs because they think it's &lt;i&gt;"cool"&lt;/i&gt; thing to do. They think that when you do drugs you're all that, especially -- mostly when it comes to teenagers. What &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; you get when you do drugs? Nothing really -- sickness, it can cause damage on your body system too. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, that's it I guess, it's pretttyy long, don't you think? :] Comment your opinions, I'd like to read it :) Hope you enjoyed reading it :)) Sorry for the off-topic title(even though, i think you can't see it)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
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&lt;blockquote&gt;What you don't have to fight for isn't worth winning.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3027437377052208485?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3027437377052208485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/everyone-is-dancing-in-their-own-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3027437377052208485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3027437377052208485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/everyone-is-dancing-in-their-own-beat.html' title='everyone is dancing in their own beat.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4598633458181585470</id><published>2008-10-15T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:00:47.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dripping tears.</title><content type='html'>So practically, my teeth is &lt;i&gt;moving&lt;/i&gt; and I am very much tempted to remove it like &lt;b&gt;right in this moment.&lt;/b&gt; I taste my freaking &lt;i&gt;yucky&lt;/i&gt; &lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;red&lt;/font&gt; blood. Eekk. Especially awhile ago, I just moved in farther, I was like "&lt;i&gt;shiiit, get it on with, you bloody teeth.&lt;/i&gt;" Of course, in my mind. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt; was the official try-out for Baby GAP. It started from 4pm-6pm, and let me tell you &lt;i&gt;it was hella tiring&lt;/i&gt;. I felt like I died, &lt;b&gt;in that stop&lt;/b&gt;, but then I didn't. :]]
&lt;br&gt;They taught the us &lt;b&gt;BUMAKAYA&lt;/b&gt; steps, and it was hard and CONFUSING. I was like -- "huh? what? how? i don't get it..." That's how &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; it was, at least in the end I was able to get it \:D/! Funny thing though is, you know what I got in return? ;;) &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2-3 BRUISES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Hahaha! We kept doing &lt;i&gt;the fall&lt;/i&gt; eh, that's why. :]] 
&lt;br&gt;Then around, &lt;u&gt;5:10&lt;/u&gt; that's where we tried-out. Gladly, I wasn't alone doing it, I was with my best friend -- &lt;a href="http://bennylava101.multiply.com"&gt;Trina&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pinkbananapancakes.blogspot.com"&gt;Andaya&lt;/a&gt;, we did it at the same time. I had &lt;b&gt;mistakes&lt;/b&gt;, I know it's a looot. But, I tried not to react. HAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;Kasi ako, kasanayan ko, whenever I make a mistake I go like "ah.. ksjkhdj." LITERALLY MAN! Haha. After us, was &lt;a href="http://chocolateloveerr.multiply.com"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://katwinka.blogspot.com"&gt;Maranan&lt;/a&gt; and Kyna(I'm not sure with the spelling).
To be honest? They were &lt;b&gt;better&lt;/b&gt; than us! &amp; I couldn't help &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; smiling at them, it was so nice and pretty and amazing to look at. ;]
To imagine that I'll be somehow like that soon, I can't even imagine that... And, I swear it's such a &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt; feeling you're in a some group and knowing that they have your back and vice versa!
&lt;br&gt;And, our teacher was Ms. Leah, she's &lt;i&gt;strict&lt;/i&gt;, but she's kind and funny naman daw e. I hope I'll enjoy my time @ Baby GAP this year AND next year ;]
I can't wait to start working, with them, with my fellow baby GAP teammates. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, after our try-out, Ms. Leah asked us if we can do any stunts. Kyna did split, cart wheel and other stuff I forgot. Then, Trina did some of her ballet stuffs with Kyna, and also split, bending and all. Katrina said she doesn't know any stunt, but she knows how to do bending, high kick. I did bending, hurkey. After that, they told us to stay outside the &lt;u&gt;Multiple Purpose Hall&lt;/u&gt; for awhile so that they can decide about it. We were all nervous, we tried to calm ourselves by talking and all that stuff. I tried helping Katrina to do hurkey, after that we gave up and we all sat down.
&lt;br&gt;We were actually discussing to ourselves who do you think would get in and all that, before Aimiel came outside and told us in a &lt;i&gt;strict&lt;/i&gt; way to get inside. At first, we didn't move -- we were scared, i swear. I know I was, my heart was thumping! Then, I walked inside with Kat and Trina beside me, we talked to calm ourselves, laughed and blah before we sat down. 
&lt;br&gt;Ms. Leah then, announced that all four of us are &lt;b&gt;IN!&lt;/b&gt; We all had big grins in our faces, and they cheered for us. We discussed everything there, then Ms. Leah let us go and for the Baby GAP to teach us they're routine. It was a &lt;i&gt;cool&lt;/i&gt; one, it was confusing to but in the end, I got it, as long as everyone else :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, and before I forget. Tomorrow's the &lt;b&gt;6th graders&lt;/b&gt; intramurals. Wish us luck, for our dance and everything else. We finished our dance btw, it's &lt;u&gt;5:03&lt;/u&gt; seconds. HAHA! The minumum was 5mins, and I'm proud to say we finished it. We had our rough times -- not cooperating with each other, them skipping practices, running late with everything. We just polish EVERYTHING at last minute. Golly. HAHA! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;ERIKA DE LOS REYES, THIS 6C DANCE IS FOR YOU. WE HOPE YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE &lt;i&gt;WITH&lt;/i&gt; US, DANCING WITH US. THANKS, AND GET WELL SOON! WE MISS YOU!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll be posting pictures by tomorrow or friday. I might be exhausted tomorrow to download, since it's intrams AND Baby GAP practice. HAHA. See how exhausted I'll get? Luckily, no exams on friday. :]]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life has full of challenges, mysteries and chances. Take a risk, don't be afraid. It's part of everything, and growing up.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4598633458181585470?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4598633458181585470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/dripping-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4598633458181585470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4598633458181585470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/10/dripping-tears.html' title='Dripping tears.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3640882632862188646</id><published>2008-10-09T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:53:07.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just the best I ever had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"You're a big brother too? You would do anything for your little brother? Me too." Micheal, Supernatural, Season 1.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey! I'm back :&gt; Sorry for the &lt;i&gt;delay&lt;/i&gt; of me posting blogs. I kept running out of things to talk about e. HAHA. FORGIVE ME ;;)
&lt;br&gt;Anyways, the blockquote at the top, it's &lt;u&gt;one of my favourite&lt;/u&gt; lines in Season 1, it's around episode 18. It's so &lt;i&gt;touching&lt;/i&gt; kasi e. It's been a long time since I watched supernaturals, since my sister's friend's dvd got &lt;i&gt;semi-broken&lt;/i&gt;. Haha! :) I would love to have a brother like that, cause some brothers these days doesn't really &lt;i&gt;act&lt;/i&gt; like that anymore. I mean, no offense or anything. Haha! Currently, I'm still in season 1 or super natural. But, almost done with it already. I don't watch it everyday e, since you know .. "&lt;u&gt;coming home late, homeworks&lt;/u&gt; and all that shiz.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OMG, TOMORROW'S LIKE, &lt;b&gt;SAYAWIT!&lt;/b&gt; And, I am so &lt;i&gt;frigging&lt;/i&gt; nervous, you don't know how much. It's not only grade 6, but from Grade 5-7. Gah, too much err, nervousness. HAHAHA. It's nerve-wrecking. Hopefully, we wouldn't make a fool of ourselves. :"&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Aside for sayawit tomorrow--I'm going to tryout for GAP. I'm nervous also, I always wanted to join gap since like, last year but I don't know.. something held me back for the fact that my friends didn't want to join GAP. But, now I'm &lt;b&gt;sure&lt;/b&gt; I hell want to join, I want to at least spend my last 2 years of GS doing something exciting and thrilling. Sporty too. Still, even now not everybody who forced me to join gap--my best/close friends aren't even going to join. It's like wtf, what do you guys really want? It's like they simply &lt;i&gt;back off&lt;/i&gt; which drives me crazier. HAHA. But then again, I can't force them if they really don't like, right? So, I'll go by it. 
&lt;br&gt;Hopefully, I get in, haha. What just makes me more nervous is by the fact that I can't do any stunts aside from bridge, &amp; bridge isn't really &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; exciting. Maybe for others, for me it was too. I was so happy nung morning when I tried doing bridge, I was worried I won't be able to do it anymore. When I tried bending, I was able to do with one hand, straight then I tried doing it with the other--I MADE A BRIDGE! Woot, I was &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; freaking thrilled when I did it. I repeated it as if it wasn't real. HAHA. I'm being such a pessimistic to myself. 
&lt;br&gt;Oh, I just got a text from Veronica(one of my close gap friends) that the tryout would be moved on Tuesday. YES! LESSER HASSLE. Haha. What else to say? I don't know what else to say. So I'll have to stop here.
&lt;br&gt;Oh and, I wanted to tell you. I finally told my best friend a week or 2 ago about it. We're okay now B-) &amp; I'm happy for that&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3640882632862188646?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3640882632862188646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-just-best-i-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3640882632862188646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3640882632862188646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-just-best-i-ever-had.html' title='You&apos;re just the best I ever had.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8483252643961890647</id><published>2008-09-24T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:06:05.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could you just leave me alone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"No Fear - Collin Killingsworth, Daughters of the moon."&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey hey! Haha, okay. Here I am, &lt;i&gt;updating at last.&lt;/i&gt; Happy are you? Lol. As you see, I got a new layout. I get the tendency to change layouts often, ey? Haha. I get bored and sick of it easily. Not that their works aren't wonderful cause &lt;b&gt;they are fabulous!&lt;/b&gt; :) Plus, it helps me from being bored. HAHAHA! Fixing and doing stuff bleh. 
&lt;br&gt;But, I'll &lt;u&gt;promise&lt;/u&gt; you, I won't change layout for awhile, I like it. It's PURPLE! My fav color :"&gt;. Hahaha. Oh yeah, you see the quote by &lt;i&gt;Collin Killingsworth&lt;/i&gt;, I simply love it. Meaning and everything. I wish I was as tough as Collin Killingsworth, &lt;s&gt;even though he's just a fictional character&lt;/s&gt;! HAHAHA. I still love him nyways &amp;hearts;.
&lt;br&gt;I've been &lt;i&gt;problematic&lt;/i&gt; these days, something bigger just added today. I &lt;i&gt;really desperately&lt;/i&gt; want to rant about the thing that happened today. But, there's someone in my batch that can read this. And and, gah. Fine, I'll mention it, but as much as possible I'll try not to mention the names. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My best friend&lt;/b&gt;, as I noticed is hanging out with someone lately, a girl of course. More often that Me, and her other best friends. I admit, I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; a jealousy type of friend. &lt;u&gt;Live with it!&lt;/u&gt; Anyways, she hangs out with that &lt;i&gt;"certain someone"&lt;/i&gt; more often, &amp; somehow I feel like she likes to hang out with her more than me and her other best friends. Even when I sometimes, hang out with her every recess, and dismissal time. Whenever that "certain someone" comes with us, I suddenly "&lt;s&gt;go quiet and feel out of place"&lt;/s&gt;, no wait, I take that back. I'm never quiet *laughs*. HAHA. I just &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; to butt in people's conversations. But of course, I do &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; when to stop bugging and start shutting up. 
&lt;br&gt;Back to I was saying, so &lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt; I feel awkward when I have no idea what their talking about, &amp; have no plan on telling me. As I respect this "certain someones" secret, even though I am semi-close to her. At least, try make me feel comfortable? But jeez, she didn't look like she wants to or something. &lt;b&gt;I'M SORRY IF I'M RAMBLING HERE.&lt;/b&gt; You may skip this part, HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;Okay, I admit I kind-of don't like &lt;i&gt;her.&lt;/i&gt; We call her &lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;strap&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. Not that she's &lt;s&gt;bitchy&lt;/s&gt; or anything, I don't know *sighs*, according to Kat she gets the tendency to really drag people daw, idk. And, steal people too. So me and my other best friends, dismissal time had this &lt;i&gt;heart-to-heart&lt;/i&gt; talks about some stuff. I've missed those moments, Haha. I just &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; to simply express myself in a matter of talking or simply writing about it. I feel more &lt;i&gt;relaxed&lt;/i&gt; and loosened up, I guess. :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, tomorrow's 2 quizzes, I didn't study it yet. Nor did the Filipino homework. HAHAHA. Ugh, I hate the word problems right now. So freaking confusing, makes my head hella ache. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8483252643961890647?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8483252643961890647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/could-you-just-leave-me-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8483252643961890647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8483252643961890647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/could-you-just-leave-me-alone.html' title='Could you just leave me alone?'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6380595229311849282</id><published>2008-09-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:14:11.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo</title><content type='html'>UNDER CONSTRUCTION! :D
so sorries, you'll have to wait for me to semi-update soon soon. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6380595229311849282?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6380595229311849282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6380595229311849282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6380595229311849282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo.html' title='yo'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4934520458015164407</id><published>2008-09-15T17:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:22:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, baby i'm only a fool for you.</title><content type='html'>bwahaha, i got that line;; &lt;u&gt;my title&lt;/u&gt; from my sister's lyrics she sent me. :]]
&lt;br&gt;shame shame, i don't even know the title of the song. &gt;:) HAHAHAHAHAHA. comment me if you do? ;;) thankyouu :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;anyways, what shall i talk about? hmm, me &amp; my sister have been watching &lt;b&gt;supernatural&lt;/b&gt; these past few weeks. it's been &lt;b&gt;DA BOMB&lt;/b&gt;, to tell you the truth. even though sometimes it freaks the hell out of me, that i couldn't even look at the mirror for that day i watched the &lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;bloody mary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; episode there. haha! i &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; a scardy-cat, what can i say?! :)) 
&lt;br&gt;hmm ,what else can i say? ooh, who do &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; think is hotter? :]] haha! &lt;b&gt;jared padalecki/sam winchester&lt;/b&gt; *secretly swoons!* or jensen ackles/dean winchester? haha. I FREAKINGLY GO FOR JARED PADALECKI! HAHAHA. but then, &lt;i&gt;hell yes, their both frigging hot&lt;/i&gt;! hahah, i'm so obsessed with him na. HAHAHA. eh ,wait. obsessed is not a right term. -_- i just looove him. yan, better. HAHAHA. wanna see a pic of both of them together? ;;) haha. here you go;;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/?action=view&amp;current=supernatural.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/supernatural.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
&lt;br&gt; i got that here; http://www.flickr.com/photos/lialake/1992782715/in/set-72157606574316058/ :)
&lt;br&gt;aren't they the hottest brothers ever? HAHA. not really &lt;b&gt;real brothers&lt;/b&gt; but, whatever. hahaha.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay, enough with the winchester brothers. :]] haha! okay, my day today. nothing really happened, aside from my best friend(anna) &lt;i&gt;hogging&lt;/i&gt; my precious hoddie. haha, even cheska was hogging it. how bad of them right? HAHA! but then, i can't blame them from not adoring my precious hoddie. 
&lt;br&gt;at lunch, we had practice for our intrams, as in the dance ha. hahah, i was so happy when i asked everybody to dance, you know why? &lt;b&gt;everybody was sabay-sabay&lt;/b&gt;!! woot woot. haha.
&lt;br&gt;i'll cut this short, i'm disturbed &amp; pissed right now. for short, mixed feelings. thanks for reading &amp; wished you enjoyed it. bye now :]]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4934520458015164407?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4934520458015164407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-baby-im-only-fool-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4934520458015164407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4934520458015164407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-baby-im-only-fool-for-you.html' title='oh, baby i&apos;m only a fool for you.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1034752508846253423</id><published>2008-09-08T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:41:30.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you keep me hangin' on.</title><content type='html'>HAHA, yes yes. &lt;b&gt;I'm&lt;/b&gt; @ our computer lab right now :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;We have our free time which was suppose to be last last week, but we didn't have time &lt;i&gt;soooooo&lt;/i&gt; Ms. gave us this free time, &lt;b&gt;TODAY!&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Well, this is our 2nd to the last subject &amp; I got a bad news to myself, I don't know if it'll be a bad news &lt;i&gt;to you guys too&lt;/i&gt;. It's about my results in my end term exams. :-&lt;
&lt;br&gt;But, I'm sure, it's &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Well, for me it is, for my parents I'm hella sure it is. Haha.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The end term results I have now are &lt;b&gt;English, Math &amp; Science.&lt;/b&gt; The first test results I got was with English, and you know what I got? I got &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;45/60!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; *sobs sobs* I will be &lt;i&gt;dead meat&lt;/i&gt; with my parents, I'm sure of it. They might not even allow me to go computer ever weekdays now, which is just a nightmare. HAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;Anyways, in Math, I got LOWER. I got 43/60, which is 17 mistakes, that's just BIG. :O &amp; it's the same with Science. 
&lt;br&gt;I felt(&lt;i&gt;still feeling dumb&lt;/i&gt;) about it. I never got THIS LOW with exams, I don't even have a 50+ yet &amp; it's making me go loko! HAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;UPDATE UPDATE;; 
&lt;br&gt;I got 51/60 in SS, I'm happy now. :]] Haha. But then, I got something shocking from CL, IDK why, it's just shocking for me? Anyways, it's 50/60 but there was a correction of 2 so minus 2, meaning 48/60. :| No Filipino yet, that's the only last one, hopefully I'll get high or else that'll be total disappointment to my parents &amp; somehow to me too. :P
&lt;br&gt;Oh and, &lt;b&gt;I told my Mom my scores already&lt;/b&gt;. As usual, she made her normal sermon saying &lt;i&gt;I read too much, &amp; don't study that much anymore. &amp; that I need 8hours of sleeping cos I loose concentration whenever I don't sleep for 8hours or more. &amp; that she's not going to allow me to read anymore&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;AND, I AM THANKFUL SHE DIDN'T GROUND ME OR SOMETHING! \:D/
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1034752508846253423?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1034752508846253423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/computer-lab-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1034752508846253423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1034752508846253423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/computer-lab-o.html' title='you keep me hangin&apos; on.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2189089992327431393</id><published>2008-09-04T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:07:14.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even the stars refuse to shine.</title><content type='html'>Hey, I'm baaaaaaaack! ;;)
&lt;br&gt;You know, I miss &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;. Blogging, I mean. Haha! &amp; of course, &lt;i&gt;my lovely laptop.&lt;/i&gt; :))
&lt;br&gt;I'll tell you my days (Sept 1 - Sept 4 aka NOW!) 
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sept. 1&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;This is my very first &lt;u&gt;end term exams&lt;/u&gt; for this year, our very first exams was CL but we still had regular classes until 12. Meaning, 2 subjects only. Math &amp; English, so yeah that's fine. Haha! After flag ceremony, panatang makabayan, alma mater song, we went back to the classroom to pray. We sat down to our right places, by class numbers and Sir. Maiq let us reviewed for a while then he gave us the exams ,it was pretty easy but then again it was christian living. :] i finished a bit early so i had to get myself insanely busy or else i would get so bored(in fact, i got bored!) Haha! Then, recess then the 2 subjects, we didn't do much, @ English we did our SRA while in math we checked our hw that Ms. Jas gave us. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sept. 2&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;2nd day of exams, I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; wasn't feeling the pressure and hectic of exam day. I felt like it was just some ordinary day, &amp; it made me nervous like hell! haha! Our 2nd exams were &lt;u&gt;English &amp; SS(Araling Panlipunan)&lt;/u&gt;. What I studied the most was SS, cos Sir. Javi said it'll be quite hard, you know what it turns out to be? it was quite easy few questions i didn't know the answer so i guessed, in fact it pissed me when I took the English test, &lt;b&gt;I was frigging having a difficult time&lt;/b&gt;! Especially ohmygosh the compound nouns(I might sound dumb cos I was having a hard time @ compound nouns, &lt;i&gt;but it was hard!&lt;/i&gt;), it was frigging hard, there were choices there &amp; you had to pick your own on what it is for the following sentences! How was I suppose to know what's the english form of &lt;i&gt;ampalaya?!&lt;/i&gt; jeez! :| But, the rest of it was medium. :]] Then I got take out @ mcdo, i think. yeah, then got home, biked and slept then studied. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sept. 3&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;3rd day for exams, still same, wasn't feeling it, &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. It was Science &amp; Filipino. Obviously, I studied real hard for Science, what do you expect?! I reviewed for Filipino too, a little bit. The Panaklaw and Pamatlig confused myself out of me. :| Haha! But I managed, I was able to answer my Filipino exams, medium too, and same as science. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sept. 4&lt;/b&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;Party day! \:D/ Haha! Last day of exams, Math time. I didn't really study that much, so I had my difficulties :( ohwells. :-&lt; haha! And, some questions you had to do this long solving, my head was aching, i was too lazy too. so I guessed some, but some too I answered it, haha! We got dismissed early; 9:15AM, since our only test was &lt;b&gt;Math&lt;/b&gt;. Me &amp; my best friends(aka; &lt;i&gt;Anna, Chelly, Trina, Devy, Katrina, Snowie&lt;/i&gt;) were going to ATC after exams, so after exams we met up near 6b &amp; 6c. Then we all went up to the vice-principals office, cause they're gonna make sabay with me, eh La Salle's so strict, they won't let you make sabay with someone unless you have an &lt;b&gt;exit pass&lt;/b&gt; or a letter from your parents, that you'll have to give to the vice-principal's assistant i think? So she'll make an departure's slip for you, telling that you'll make sabay with the person you will make sabay! HAHAHA! =)) That just didn't make sense. :]] Since ATC wasn't open @ around 9:15 pa naman, we had to wait for my siblings, which was 10:30-45AM. So, after we got their depature permits, we stayed at the canteen, bought chillers. &lt;i&gt;yummy =P~&lt;/i&gt; haha! 
&lt;br&gt;We chilled, we talked, we laughed, had fun. Then, Monica asked me if she can ride with me, meaning she'll be going with us. It became 8 of us, a lot huh? haha! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATC TIME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;-
&lt;br&gt;Okay, we left the school around 11 something already, Miggy &amp; our yaya was &lt;i&gt;slow&lt;/i&gt; e. :| ohwell, we were super siksik in our car, i had to be kalong to devy &amp; kat! HAHAHA. I was heavy, they said. :"&gt; Our van isn't here anymore e, so we use our trooper, it didn't fit us all, my sister's friend was also there e, they made sabay too. Our driver dropped them off to Ate Franky's house, so bye bye to them :-h. 

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATC TIME, DUDES!&lt;/b&gt; When we went there, Trina, Snowie &amp; Monica were there already, haha! I didn't want to stay in uniform so I changed, &lt;s&gt;we can't change in school, who knows why? :|&lt;/s&gt; I wasn't the only one who changed though, most of us did. Haha! Only 2 didn't change, Trina &amp; Monica. Haha! So we first went to Burger King, to eat lunch. Our tables were separated though :(
&lt;br&gt;The other table were Trina, Chelly, Monica &amp; Snowie while in my table were Me, Kat, Devy &amp; Anna. We talked, laughed out loud and sort each other problems, made kwento. Trina and the others were done na, they said they'll get load for Snowie so they went away. We weren't done with our burgers and food yet so we stayed. HAHA! After we fnished our food, we went near to the playground to buy some ballons. Anna's ballon looked like a sausage, and we were &lt;s&gt;thinking green out of it.&lt;/s&gt; haha, sorry. :D Kat's ballon was color blue, light blue while Chelly's was red, Monica's was purple. We took dozens of picture before we went to supermarket. =))))))) Wanna know why? HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;We had our clothes and some bags dropped down there, haha! At least the guard allowed us :&gt; after that, we roomed around the supermarket for awhile, played with the hamster in the cage, it looked so cute! :"&gt; :))
&lt;br&gt;Then we went outside na, we went to timezone, to play for awhile then we went to the picture city na to take pictures, our foot ached, &lt;i&gt;badly&lt;/i&gt; so we decided to stay at starbucks, Devy ordered for us, of course we had to use our own money. Haha! Well, at least. :P You know what the name was? it was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cadetsk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; meaning &lt;i&gt;Chelly, Anna, Devy, Ella, Trina, Snowie, Kat&lt;/i&gt;. Monica wasn't included cause she didn't buy one, haha! 
&lt;br&gt;They wrote on chelly &amp; Monica's ballons. We made created rhyming words with our names, like &lt;i&gt;Katrina Maranan, can you be my halaman?&lt;/i&gt; =)) so corny right? HAHA. But when we said it, we really laughed out loud, people looked at us. :"&gt; :)) Trina's was &lt;i&gt;Trina Andaya, can you be my yaya?&lt;/i&gt; =)) and again, corny. BUT IT WAS FUNNY!  I love Anna's the most. &lt;i&gt;Gimme gimme more, Anna Salvador.&lt;/i&gt; haha! 
&lt;br&gt;But then, we saw something very disturbing. :| We saw it after I said the Katrina Maranan thing, someone(in our group) i forgot who she was, pointed at the 2 girls at our backs. &lt;s&gt;they we're frigging kissing, more like making out. :-&amp;&lt;/s&gt; &amp; hell, it disturb the hell out of me. They must have spot us staring at them, they stopped e, we tried to look back and go to our normal conversation, but somehow it stopped -- so we had it, we went out of starbucks na! Haha. When we left the starbucks, we were all quiet still bothered by what we frigging saw. ugh, I still am bothered! :|
&lt;br&gt;So we went to picture city, to get our pictures. &lt;b&gt;I LOVE IT! everything!&lt;/b&gt; haha! then, Trina, Snowie, Monica went to timezone near the cinemas to save a place for the karaoke, while we went to the supermartket to get our bags &amp; plastics we dropped off there. :]] 
&lt;br&gt;When we arrived at the timezone, dang. they were &lt;s&gt;singing&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;screaming&lt;/b&gt; so loud with the song, haha! but was alright, i sang along anyways. :]] I had to leave @ 5:00pm tho, so early right? :| Ohwell. Sorry if this is quite long, haha! I just practically made my whole week a book ;) Hopefully I didn't bored you out! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2189089992327431393?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2189089992327431393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/even-stars-refuse-to-shine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2189089992327431393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2189089992327431393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/09/even-stars-refuse-to-shine.html' title='even the stars refuse to shine.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4667789215915595352</id><published>2008-08-28T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:46:22.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic.</title><content type='html'>Oh, hey! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;B&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; see something &lt;i&gt;new?&lt;/i&gt; Yep yep, that's right. :]]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY LAYOUT'S NEW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Haha! I liked the old layout, but you can't see the title &amp; the date. :(
&lt;br&gt;This is okay naman, right? Tell me if not, for your own sake opinions. I know I like it. HAHAHA! :]]
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, I just want to tell you or warn you or whatever you want to call it.

&lt;br&gt;I won't be able to update this friday till wednesday(Sept. 3). I have to study, HAHA! Exams coming up, can't get a low grade ;)
&lt;br&gt;I want to get 1st honor or 2nd honor at least, so &lt;i&gt;study study&lt;/i&gt; time. HAHA! I'm still awake, I still have to print flags of South East Asian contries 8-|. Torture right? 
&lt;br&gt;At least I finished my other homeworks and stuff. I'll have to finish the Art project by tomorrow. So many things to get done! So hectic pa. Ugh. :| 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, I hate to cut this short. But, sooner or later my sister will print the flags(hopefully it isn't so messy or that's bad!) then, I'll have to cut it and paste it, then maybe do some painting already while I get sleepy. I'm off, I'll update after exams, sorry (: 
&lt;Br&gt;Nights, sweet dreams everyone. Haha!
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4667789215915595352?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4667789215915595352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4667789215915595352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4667789215915595352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/hectic.html' title='hectic.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2732192971497938070</id><published>2008-08-24T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:07:10.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this heart it beats, beats for only you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"He went shopping? He doesn't know how to tie his shoe and he's going shopping!" - Buzz McCallister, Home Alone.&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha! I just finished watching home alone like, few minutes ago. Didn't start it though. I just came home from &lt;b&gt;Tagaytay&lt;/b&gt; with my cousins, titos and titas. 
&lt;br&gt;Left the house around ... 10am, I guess? Got to Tagaytay around 12:00pm or earlier.  Not quite sure eh. HAHA! So, we got there, we ate blah blah. We talked, we took bajillion pictures. So many scandalosa pictures. HAHAHAHA! You can view it in my &lt;a href="http://enilalaisweird.multiply.com"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt; the pictures, but I wouldn't be able to upload it right away. You wouldn't be able to see it if you ain't my friend.
&lt;br&gt;So as I was saying I was in Tagaytay today, almost like the whole day. HAHAHA. It's night already, just finished my dinner too. ((x
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday, &lt;b&gt;082308&lt;/b&gt; was &lt;u&gt;Snowie's Party/Birthday&lt;/u&gt; so I went to her house. It was actually a swimming party, with water balloon fights(&lt;i&gt;with frigging sticky flour around the balloon&lt;/i&gt;) yeah, yeah. Chuggy placed those sticky flour on my head. ugh, it was &lt;i&gt;so hard&lt;/i&gt; to remove it, even when you dip your head into the pool, oh gosh. nothing as in, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;N O T H I N G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; will happen, i cursed chuggy again and again that day. I was practically "ugh, i hate you chuggy. this is so hard to remove. :|" hahaha! it isn't that bad, &lt;i&gt;yet.&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;At least I was able to remove it. victoryyy! lmfao. Anyways, all I wanna say is The party was amazing. Even though, some cellphones and camera's got broken is all good [;
&lt;br&gt;We arrived a bit late, we meaning &lt;i&gt;Me, Anna, Chelly, Jvee &amp; Cheska&lt;/i&gt; we met up @ ATC, Starbucks. Haha! The party was suppose to start at 2:00pm, we arrived around 2:30pm. When we came, everybody was like screaming our names. HAHA! Eh, my mom called me pa. So I was like "SHHH. IM ON THE PHONE WITH MY MOM!" Hahaha, funny on how you think of it now [[;
&lt;br&gt;I was &lt;i&gt;suppose&lt;/i&gt; to leave Snowie's house at 5:30pm, cause my Mom thought our driver waited for me there and not went straight to my sister's friends house where she did their project. She got... tinsy mad @ me. :P Ohwells. HAHA! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, today there's no classes, &lt;i&gt;yet again&lt;/i&gt; &amp; I'm bored doing nothing aside from listening to music and fixing my multiply ((:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2732192971497938070?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2732192971497938070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-heart-it-beats-beats-for-only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2732192971497938070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2732192971497938070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-heart-it-beats-beats-for-only-you.html' title='this heart it beats, beats for only you.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2232586826111882798</id><published>2008-08-19T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:25:01.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can run, but you can't hide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;8/19/08&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Hey! I know, I know what your going to say, especially for the people who always read my posts. :]] I am not bragging or all, HAHA!
&lt;Br&gt;Well, yes. You got it right, "YES! SHE UPDATED, AT LAST." Hahaha. I've been &lt;i&gt;kind of busy&lt;/i&gt; these days, going out &amp; birthdays and all those shiz.
&lt;br&gt;Since I came home early today, I wanted to blog about things happening for the past few weeks/days. Well, the reason why I haven't been able to blog like, day by day or whatever is that I leave school &lt;B&gt;ultimately late!&lt;/b&gt; like, 5:30! I live in Region 4(&lt;i&gt;As if i would tell. ha! &gt;:P&lt;/i&gt;) lol, anyways. Yeah, so I live in Region 4, making me get home at around 6:30, I have to do my homework by that time, blahblah. Gonna eat soon, whatever whatever. 
&lt;br&gt;At around, 9:30 I have to go up or else my mom would ban me from using the computer whether the next day or the whole week. Which is just BAD. Haha! I go up at around 9:30-9:45 though... I don't sleep right away, &lt;i&gt;as if, man. as if! 8-|&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Practically, I just explained to you my "daily habits" each day, after going home from school. HAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess everybody heard the delay of Harry Potter &amp; the Half Blood prince and the earliness of Twilight, right?
&lt;br&gt;HP HBP; July 17, 2009. I hate it so much, Hate hate hate hate it. 
&lt;br&gt;Twilight; November 21, 2008. (old date of HP HBP :D)
&lt;Br&gt;I just, seriously don't get why they planned on moving it THAT late. Yeah, I guess Warner Brothers &lt;i&gt;somehow&lt;/i&gt; have a point on saying that it might hit off, BIGGER on USA's summer time. But, I &lt;b&gt;CANNOT&lt;/b&gt; wait any longer! Like, shiz man. When I knew the news, I literally screamed like hell. I kept on whining. I know, i know so baby-ish of me. 
&lt;br&gt;But I can't freaking help it! I've been &lt;i&gt;so excited&lt;/i&gt; when they released the Trailer of Harry Potter &lt;s&gt;after a million years.&lt;/s&gt; then sooner or later, they'll announce that what? they'll freaking move Harry Potter into a FATHER date. :|
&lt;br&gt;Who wouldn't get pissed at that? Maybe the not so Harry Potter fans, I guess. Hahaha! But it is true... And probably the Harry Potter haters. :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm... What else what else to talk about? I can't think of anything else. Wow! I didn't notice, 1more week and it's our exams already! First week of September! Not good, not good. *squirms* I didn't even study yet, haha! I need to, especially in Science. :|
&lt;br&gt;I have to like, memorize all the 5 systems we discussed this 1st term. Even the freaking illnesses, oh I hate that. So hard to memorize it, makes my head ache &lt;i&gt;so bad like it was hit by a big wood.&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHA. I'm too descriptive in this blog... I wonder why.. Hahaha! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, last week was the performance of our Modern Dance @ PE, right? We won 2nd place! I should be happy right? But, when Ms. Riza announced we won 2nd place, instead of us saying "&lt;b&gt;Yes! WOOOO. YIPEE!&lt;/b&gt;" most of my groupmate, of course including me. We like, said "&lt;i&gt;Noooooooo! Why?!?!&lt;/i&gt;" but still we were happy we weren't the 1st place :]]
&lt;br&gt;My groupmates &amp; i are weird, haha! i still don't know when the final performance meaning, 3groups per class competing. i don't know if it's whether this friday(hopefully not) or next week friday(&amp; again, hopefully not also. haha!) Others said it's gonna be on November, I hardly believed them though. :]] 
&lt;br&gt;If it's gonna be this friday, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;uh-oh we're doomed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; HAHA! We didn't practice yet, Ms said naman theres no more limit of time eh, so pfsh who cares. at least we have a song and try not to make a complete fools of ourselves, i am totally good. B-) haha!
&lt;br&gt;We were suppose to practice, polish and make it perfect in case everybody like forgot their steps already and all. But, our laziness outrun us, we didn't practice. Hahaha. Hopefully, our performance wouldn't be so bad. :\ :))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2232586826111882798?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2232586826111882798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-can-run-but-you-cant-hide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2232586826111882798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2232586826111882798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-can-run-but-you-cant-hide.html' title='You can run, but you can&apos;t hide.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-736246914411249356</id><published>2008-08-12T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:39:27.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold me down.</title><content type='html'>Ugh, did you know, I've been trying to erase, re-write, erase, re-write posts for like &lt;b&gt;DAYS&lt;/b&gt; now?!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I don't know, I just can't seem to write the exact topic I want. &amp; I'm this kind of person, when I start typing/writing and my brain's functioning of ideas to talk about I &lt;u&gt;shouldn't stop&lt;/u&gt; because if I did, I might be able to forget what to topic to say next, when I finish the first topic I'm talking about. Plus, if I stop writing/typing I get this tendency to &lt;b&gt;erase&lt;/b&gt;, but worse. NOT ONLY THE SENTENCE/WORD, but usually the whole long sentence(s). :| 
&lt;br&gt;Another reason why I get annoyed with myself when I tell myself to chat with people later, especially the people I know I can chat &lt;i&gt;very loooooong&lt;/i&gt; cause I will stop blogging and sooner or later I will &lt;b&gt;totally&lt;/b&gt; forget about it, in the end I have to erase EVERYTHING again and gonna make a new one, probably the next day or so? :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, practically now I'm noticing I'm talking about nothing, well aside from what type of person I am when it comes to typing/writing stuffs. Haha! Especially if I'm bored and have nothing to talk about. Basically, like right now. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'll just tell you how I feel right now &amp; why.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW I FEEL: Nerve-rack. Insanely nervous.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why?&lt;/i&gt; Well, the thing is tomorrow is like our Final Performance Dance for Physical Education ... unless we ran out of time. MWAHAHAHAHA! &lt;i&gt;(evil laughing, is so not bagay to me. haha!)&lt;/i&gt; Luckily Ms. Riza said it's okay even though it isn't exactly 2:30mins. You know how many minutes we have? &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 minutes and 22 seconds!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 
&lt;Br&gt;Just freaking 8seconds and it's exactly 2:30mins! But duuuuuude, I'm gonna be wasting CD's if I cut again, like hell no! At least we have a performance, at least ... it's 2mins! HAHA.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I seriously have no idea what to talk about now, so I guess I'll end it here.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts;&amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-736246914411249356?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/736246914411249356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/hold-me-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/736246914411249356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/736246914411249356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/hold-me-down.html' title='hold me down.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1151763966501275365</id><published>2008-08-04T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:17:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time was ticking, we were winning.</title><content type='html'>First day of school! &lt;b&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/b&gt; releases! Yipeee, &lt;i&gt;not really&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was really disappointed when I saw some reviews who read Breaking Dawn already about it. It was &lt;i&gt;so not&lt;/i&gt; what I expected Stephenie Meyer to make out Breaking Dawn of. Like, &lt;b&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;/b&gt; I just seriously, cannot effin ultimately &lt;u&gt;believe it.&lt;/u&gt; :(
&lt;br&gt;I'm not really a "&lt;i&gt;oh-my-gosh-love-it-like-totally-kind of fan for Twilight&lt;/i&gt;" BUT, buuuut I'm a fan alright, I love Twilight. I love&lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt; how Stephanie Meyer started with Twilight like this, that and whatso ever. 
&lt;br&gt;When I started reading the spoilers at the one at my friends, I was even &lt;i&gt;denying&lt;/i&gt; myself that those aren't true. But, sadly, it was &amp; is true. :(
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Spoilers Ahead(not much, around 2-3 lang.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, this is it. I just don't get why would Stephenie Meyer make this "some kind of rule" that goes something like this, something like... &lt;b&gt;Vampires &amp; Werewolves are RIVALS and it's almost impossible for them to like, reunite, to be friends and whatever stuff.&lt;/b&gt; when on Breaking Dawn it's just gonna disappear when Jacob imprints on Bella's baby. Maybe some can understand, but I can't. I seriously freaking &lt;b&gt;can't&lt;/b&gt; understand it. :\
&lt;br&gt;I know I have no right to judge and discriminate or even to be so pessimistic. But, I'm sorry. I just can't help it, it's crazy, weird, and somehow &lt;b&gt;FOR ME(and probably for some others)&lt;/b&gt; it's so hard to believe. 
&lt;br&gt;And, OMG! The freaking Jacob imprinting on Bella &amp; Edward's baby! Oh what in the world is that? I mean, seriously. That's just &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt;. Ultimately. Even though I haven't read most of it, more like any of it at all. I asked a friend of mine already, whose reading the Book already. She's simply shocked by Jacob imprinting ob Bella &amp; Edward's baby. When I first knew that, I was simply &lt;u&gt;too stunned to talk&lt;/u&gt; about it. Unbelievable, well.. for me anyways. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know what others might probably say, probably those who doesn't read or like Twilight "It's a FICTION, what do you expect?" I know, I know. I shouldn't put too much high hopes about the Breaking Dawn, but I have to be honest I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; have high hopes in the Breaking Dawn, but not too much just enough to make me be disappointed on the reviews and what they say about the book. 
&lt;br&gt;Oh well, let me start reading the book first and end up judging it in the end. If whether it's okay, not nice at all, or if it's brilliant. :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;DONE RANTING ABOUT TWILIGHT :)&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, nothing really happened today. Sadly, I had Art today. Haha! I don't like Art, not really hate it. Just don't like it, I don't enjoy the activities, drawings and stuff. Painting can sometimes be fun too, but when your painting in a different way, meaning obviously &lt;b&gt;NOT WITH PAINTBRUSH&lt;/b&gt; which is exactly what we did just today, more like... few weeks ago. I just finished painting today(more like, halfway-finished. haha!) 
&lt;br&gt;Cause, it was like this, We had to make a caricature of ourselves in the beach when immediately trees starts crashing from the mountains or hills near by. Ms. Camacho basically asked us what &lt;i&gt;should YOU&lt;/i&gt; do when your exactly in THAT situation. Your like, a very good environmentalist and stuff like that. 
&lt;br&gt;I had to admit, my idea was very stupid. HAHA! I drew myself kind of like.. "running towards" the mountain with a big sign saying "&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;STOP ILLEGAL CUTTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;", obviously I was wearing a bathing suite there. HAHAHAHA. IKR. :)) I finished my drawing like, last last week ago(since last week there was no classes) I didn't finish painting, I hardly painted at all that time. So I had to continue it today, sadly I didn't finish the background. :'( Pity that. HAHA!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Okay, I'll tell you why I hated that kind of painting. You know what we freaking used to paint our caricatures? &lt;b&gt;FREAKING TOOTHPICKS!&lt;/b&gt; Like, seriously how in the world will you be able to finish one whole bond paper with different colors with toothpicks?!
&lt;br&gt;I'm sorry, I'm not really a very matiyaga(patient) person when it comes to coloring or even painting. Sure, let me read a 2x thicker than Mediator or Twilight as long as it doesn't bore me and it interests me, I'll totally go for it! But if the book totally bores me, sorry pal. I wouldn't have second thoughts on reading the book at all. Haha! That's how lazy I am when it bores me, goodbye dude. :)) 
&lt;br&gt;Well, there's nothing else much to say since it's just the beginning of school week. Next week's gonna be the performance of our dance for PE! Wish my group luck we'll be able to finish the 3mins, even though we don't have all steps yet! Just for one minute song. HAHAHA. So long everyone ;)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1151763966501275365?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1151763966501275365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-was-ticking-we-were-winning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1151763966501275365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1151763966501275365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-was-ticking-we-were-winning.html' title='time was ticking, we were winning.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2022218407432927461</id><published>2008-07-30T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:47:56.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care what they say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now, I'm being pissed at Youtube because it doesn't wanna fully cooperate with me while I'm waiting for it to fully download to watch the &lt;b&gt;TEASER TRAILER OF HARRY POTTER HALF-BLOOD PRINCE!!&lt;/b&gt; Like, shemay! I'm so excited to watch it naa! :"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I just looked through the imdb.com uhh, Harry Potter 6 Boards. They we're talking about the Teaser Trailer that has been released just yesterday, for us in the Philippines which was &lt;i&gt;July 29&lt;/i&gt;, My sister's birthday. HAHA! Pinagmamalaki nga niya na &lt;i&gt;"special"&lt;/i&gt; yung birthday niya e! HAHAHA. --
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay! I just finished watching the Teaser Trailer! Omg. I &lt;i&gt;looooooove&lt;/i&gt; the part where Dumbledore told Lil' Tom Riddle "Unlike you Tom, I'm different." And Lil' Tom Riddle goes "Prove it." theeeeeeeeen! Dumbledore just looks at the big cabinet and then sooner or later, it burst into flames! Parang, when I saw that part I got more excited for the 6th Movie. :&gt;:&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Since I'm being kind today, HAHA! I'll show you the Official HP Teaser Trailer here. I'll give you the link too. ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sbjh_YGxLGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sbjh_YGxLGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There you go, &lt;b&gt;WATCH IT! WATCH IT!&lt;/b&gt; Oh and, here's the think if you want it to watch in a different tab; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sbjh_YGxLGc
&lt;br&gt;Have fun watching it, I know you will! ;;) Especially the people who reads HP will somehow understand it more!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, I was talking to my friend, &lt;b&gt;Katrina&lt;/b&gt; nung dismissal time around 4 something? Yeah, whatever.
&lt;br&gt;And somehow, we got brought to the topic of like "&lt;i&gt;Why do people these days care too much of their reputation? It's so pestiferous.&lt;/i&gt;" And you know what? It's true. A lot, maybe not majority of our batch. But I can tell you, a lot are starting to change their manners, their attitudes just to &lt;i&gt;fit in a certain group.&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Even if &lt;b&gt;you, yourself&lt;/b&gt; know that you don't look &lt;u&gt;right in that group/place&lt;/u&gt; yung parang, you just feel that you don't belong there, that you aren't in the right position and somehow you feel that your only there because you wanna be famous/popular and all those things. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, some people even do something really ridiculous just to be "&lt;b&gt;The Hit dude/dudette&lt;/b&gt;" I found &lt;b&gt;THOSE&lt;/b&gt; stuffs they do ridiculous and that I think something like "&lt;i&gt;Wow, their really that desperate just to fit in?"&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHA. I'm talking what I just talked about in my previous blog right now, I don't know. I just can't get that thing out of my head. It keeps repeating and questioning me why? Ugh!
&lt;br&gt;Oh, I have another thing to talk about. &lt;b&gt;CHANGES&lt;/b&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;I don't know, I just had this flashback when I was talking to Katrina yesterday, July 30. Cause, I asked her a question something like "Why do people change? But, most importantly &lt;b&gt;when&lt;/b&gt; did they change so much?"
&lt;br&gt;And, Katrina was like "I think everyone started changing Grade 4, knowing where their really are, who their true friends are and stuff." I was shocked, and I was considering this, like somehow it really is true. 
&lt;br&gt;But somehow, others still didn't get to go to their right places, not that I'm saying they don't belong there! I mean, they kinda don't, but somehow they kinda do too, you get me? :P
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2022218407432927461?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2022218407432927461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-care-what-they-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2022218407432927461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2022218407432927461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-care-what-they-say.html' title='I don&apos;t care what they say.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6968813951313608966</id><published>2008-07-25T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:46:44.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy lil' thing called love.</title><content type='html'>Hey(:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's currently &lt;b&gt;1:34AM&lt;/b&gt; right now. &amp; I'm not yet sleepy nor planning to sleep anytime soon. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna be making puyat todaay! Pfsh, that's alright naman e! Since my cousins are here to sleepover, we're allowed to sleep late but mom said &lt;i&gt;not that late&lt;/i&gt;!
&lt;br&gt;..meaning what Mom? Hahaha! 4AM? :&gt;:&gt; Why noooot? HAHAHA. I'm so bad &gt;:) I feel bad today! :)) IDK why!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyways, today is &lt;s&gt;Saturday&lt;/s&gt; Sunday now. Since it's 1:30AM already. Haha! Bad me for staying up this late, bleeeh &gt;:P You can't do anything about it, loserr! L-)
&lt;br&gt;This week has been loads of fun, &lt;i&gt;every week na ata e!&lt;/i&gt; Basta, but I'm definitely sure this year is gonna be way better than last year!
&lt;br&gt;I mean, last year has been loadsa fun too :3 but seriously? I really do think Grade6 is gonna be funnier even though it's gonna be tougher too. :| 
&lt;br&gt;That is anoooother reason why I have to study, &lt;i&gt;HARDER&lt;/i&gt; than the usual. :p
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buuut! As same as usual, I don't study for quizzes. Sometimes at Long Test. Hahaha! Just brief studying, but not in Science. I have to study in Science, better study than fail. :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;OHYEAAAA! Good thing I mentioned the grades stuff, cause I got a good news! IDK for you, if it's good news for you. But it's hella good news for me ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I GOT NO MTC FOR ALL SUBJECTS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Hurray for me, right right right?! :&gt; Weeeeeeee! You know, when I found out about it, I was like &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt; grabbing other peoples arms and goes "Duuude! I don't have a MTC!!" HAHAHA! I know, I'm so makulet, sorry sorry(:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Has been my hobby(grabbing peoples arm/hands) -- Kay. I had to sleep that time so I wasn't able to finish this. Sorry! Hihihi :"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As I was saying, grabbing peoples arms/hands is my hobby! Haha, they even get annoyed when I suddenly just go "Guuuuuuuuuuys! Let's go here!" // "Devy, Come with me". But I &lt;B&gt;DO NOT TUG PEOPLE&lt;/b&gt;. I get irritated to people when they tug. I &lt;i&gt;grab&lt;/i&gt; not tug.. or am I doing something almost the same? *confused*
&lt;br&gt;Whatever. I don't care, HAHAHA. It's somehow the same, somehow not the same, right right? :&gt;:&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's so infuriating when &lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt; of people care to much of their reputation. 
&lt;br&gt;It's annoying, confusing, irritating no less! I mean, I &lt;i&gt;rarely&lt;/i&gt; care about my reputation. Hell! I don't even know what my reputation is. HAHAHA. And I don't give a damn if I'm in the &lt;i&gt;Loser Reputation, Popular Reputation, Geeky Reputation&lt;/i&gt; cause for me, reputation is just reputation. 
&lt;br&gt;Sure, most of the time it might ruin your self-esteem when you get a sucky reputation, but dude that's usually where the &lt;b&gt;"Don't judge the book by it's cover"&lt;/b&gt; comes, right?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Parang, just because they got that fugly reputation doesn't mean their really that loser-ish kind of person. Look deep down inside, get to know them more!
&lt;br&gt;Malay mo, their way better than the ones with higher reputation. Kasi minsan, the popular people they snob talaga! While the ones below they don't, their friendly pa nga e. That's what sometimes I like about making friends with those people. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, ako. I prefer the &lt;i&gt;lay-low&lt;/i&gt; type of reputation para sakin. Normal lang. :p
&lt;br&gt;I guess this is it. I deleted the old post cause it sucks. HAHAHA! Here's the new "pagbawi" post ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6968813951313608966?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6968813951313608966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-lil-thing-called-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6968813951313608966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6968813951313608966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-lil-thing-called-love.html' title='crazy lil&apos; thing called love.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5931808873025135859</id><published>2008-07-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:19:49.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream on the top of your lungs.</title><content type='html'>Okay, second post of the week. Huh, well todays sunday so actually it's the 1st post of the &lt;b&gt;NEW&lt;/b&gt; week. 
&lt;br&gt;okaaay, I'll stop now. I know that's probably irritating you now. Hihihihi. :"&gt; 
Anyways, there's actually a purpose why I'm gonna make a post. I'll just cut this short.

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;While I was browsing through Youtube, my sister gave me a link of a &lt;i&gt;very nice&lt;/i&gt; video. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Okay, while my sister was browsing through Twilight's Board @ IMDB.COM. 
&lt;br&gt;here's the link;; 
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1099212/board/flat/112295793?p=2

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'll show it to you here also.
&lt;br&gt;AAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNND HERE IT GOES! 
&lt;br&gt;1. He sparkles....He freaking sparkles!
&lt;br&gt;2. He's a sexy vampire.
&lt;br&gt;3. He drives a volvo.
&lt;br&gt;4. He smells REALLY good
&lt;br&gt;5. With one look he can make you feel like the most beautiful girl in the entire world.
&lt;br&gt;6. That AWESOME hair! Just want to run my finger through it.
&lt;br&gt;7. He has a brother named Jasper, aka Cullen Hottie #2!
&lt;br&gt;8. He respects Bella- respect for a girl is HUGE.
&lt;br&gt;9. He'll protect your virtue. (At least until after marriage)
&lt;br&gt;10. He'll always protect you.
&lt;br&gt;11. $$$$$$
&lt;br&gt;12. His "dad" is sexy.
&lt;br&gt;13. Eyes. That's all I have to say. =]
&lt;br&gt;14. He’s your own personal Greek god; no one is better looking.
&lt;br&gt;15. He has a dry sense of humor.
&lt;br&gt;16. He’s not immature, you can trust him not to force you into doing anything you don’t want to do.
&lt;br&gt;17. He can carry you around like you weighed nothing.
&lt;br&gt;18. He won’t slobber all over you.
&lt;br&gt;19. He says the most romantic things.
&lt;br&gt;20. You never have to cook him dinner.
&lt;br&gt;21. He never gets a speeding ticket and he has the coolest cars.
&lt;br&gt;22. He will never get a sunburn.
&lt;br&gt;23. He doesn’t snore.
&lt;br&gt;24. He doesn’t sweat.
&lt;br&gt;25. He doesn’t burp or make other unpleasant noises (cause growling is cool).
&lt;br&gt;26. He always smells yummy.
&lt;br&gt;27. His breath always smells good.
&lt;br&gt;28. He has impeccable taste.
&lt;br&gt;29. He can recite Romeo and Juliet to you.
&lt;br&gt;30. He can discuss your favorite literature with you.
&lt;br&gt;31. He can play the piano for you.
&lt;br&gt;32. He can compose music just for you.
&lt;br&gt;34. He's very thoughtful.
&lt;br&gt;35. He can kiss you and make you faint.
&lt;br&gt;35. He can say ‘I love you’ in several languages.
&lt;br&gt;36. It’s awesome to watch him play baseball.
&lt;br&gt;37. He has a great family.
&lt;br&gt;38. He doesn’t lay around in front of the TV watching football on the weekend; he’d rather do something with you.
&lt;br&gt;39. He would do anything to make you happy.
&lt;br&gt;40. He always opens the door for you and makes sure your comfortable.
&lt;br&gt;41. He has a massive CD collection.
&lt;br&gt;42. He’s a Gemini, so that means he’s never boring, simply not possible.
&lt;br&gt;43. He’s a bad ass; cross him and he’ll rip your head off and set you on fire.
&lt;br&gt;44. When he tells you that you’re the only one, you can believe him.
&lt;br&gt;45. He doesn’t want you to make a big fuss about his birthday.
&lt;br&gt;46. Hands… he’s got those long, slender, pianist fingers…
&lt;br&gt;47. Legs, hard and firm from all that running.
&lt;br&gt;48. Voice, like velvet and honey.
&lt;br&gt;49. Perfect lips.
&lt;br&gt;50. He’s a virgin, clean and unspoiled.
&lt;br&gt;51. The crooked smile! Classic.
&lt;br&gt;52. He's freaking EDWARD CULLEN! Doesn't that say enough?! 

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, practically MOST of the reasons of those bunch of girls(no offense) are ridiculous. I mean, sheesh! Some of them aren't even describing &lt;b&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/b&gt; himself but &lt;u&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/u&gt;! 
&lt;br&gt;CAN'T YOU EFFIN SEE THE DIFFERENCE PEOPLE?! I'm sorry if I'm offending people who loves Twilight so much and reading this at the same time.
&lt;Br&gt;As much as I &lt;i&gt;loooooooove&lt;/i&gt; Twilight I can't stand all the &lt;i&gt;"ooh-edward cullen-is-so-hot"&lt;/i&gt; shit. I mean, seriously?!
&lt;br&gt;I'm totally cool with others about their &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; with Robert Pattinson but with Edward Cullen? 
&lt;br&gt;..have you lost your mind?! I mean, shit dude! It's just freaking annoying. All I hear is, Edward Cullen's hot here, Edward Cullen's hot there. Oh my freaking God!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you don't agree with me, I don't care. This is my opinion. :)
&lt;br&gt;But did you see those 52 reasons?! I mean, sure some are true &amp; sweet but the others are just for lust and eww disgusting dude! 
&lt;br&gt;Just because Twilight became so famous even the people who TAKE NOTE: &lt;b&gt;DOES NOT LIKE/LOVE READING THICK BOOKS&lt;/b&gt; decided to read it, just because of what? of whom?
&lt;br&gt;Effin Edward Cullen! 8-| Sure, he's sweet. But, please &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; don't overly gush him infront of me cause I just might barf. 

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'm terribly sorry if I'm offending someone or anyone right noww. But, basically what I'm saying right now is &lt;i&gt;my opinion, mine alone&lt;/i&gt; it doesn't have to be yours, or anyone else's. You get me here? Okay, good.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Back to as I was saying, I seriously don't get the &lt;i&gt;oh-edward cullen-is -so-hot-thing&lt;/i&gt; and will you kindly explain it to me whats so FANTASTIC about him aside from his looks? 
&lt;br&gt;Thank you. :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;That's one hell of a rant, I'm sorry. But that topic has been nagging me since &lt;i&gt;forever&lt;/i&gt;. :D I had to remove it in me, thank you for understanding my annoyance with that THING. Haha. I'm through!

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5931808873025135859?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5931808873025135859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/scream-on-top-of-your-lungs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5931808873025135859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5931808873025135859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/scream-on-top-of-your-lungs.html' title='scream on the top of your lungs.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7581972389418485636</id><published>2008-07-18T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:02:14.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you talk to me, the whole world stops.</title><content type='html'>Hey! Last day of the school this week! ;;)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yay! I got my long tests na! So far, so good. No failing scores yet, that means that's good, obviously! Hahah! My highest score is for Christian Living, &lt;b&gt;28/30&lt;/b&gt;. 2 mistakes :&gt;! Then for Science is &lt;b&gt;33/40&lt;/b&gt;. Abit low, but it's fine. &amp; for Math &amp; English both 10mistakes. HAHA! 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, yesterday &lt;i&gt;7/17/08&lt;/i&gt; is such a weird day. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;Cause like, there was a rumor that theres gonna be &lt;i&gt;Electronic Gadget inspection&lt;/i&gt; so everybody(who has gadgets, of course) started panicking &amp; started looking for places where to put their cellphones, i pods, psps. 
&lt;br&gt;I didn't really worry myself since my cellphone was with my 4th year sister that time. Hahah! 
&lt;br&gt;So, everybody started asking other people "You have cellphone with you, right now?" // "Is the inspection true?" // "Where'd you hide yours?" // "Who said there's gonna be inspection?" // "Who's gonna inspect? Ms. Dollente? Sir. Havi?" 
&lt;br&gt;Those kind of questions were being asked to people, &lt;i&gt;including me&lt;/i&gt;. At first I also thought that there really was gonna be an inspection..

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I mean, 6F got inspected kasi so you know? I suspected everybody will also be inspected. So, at first I was like "I think so.. Better get yourself prepared" or something like that. :D

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, homeroom came. My classmates kept determined of placing &lt;u&gt;where ever&lt;/u&gt; their gadgets are, as long as it won't be catched. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;Something funny happened, whenever our door opens. You'll super notice that &lt;i&gt;almost everybody&lt;/i&gt; will hold their breaths, expecting to see Ms. Dollente go inside to inspect already! Haha. ;)) 
&lt;br&gt;But everytime, it wasn't Ms. Dollente. It was a teacher or a student gonna make an announcement or will call someone. After they go, you'll hear almost everybody will sigh with BIG relief in it. It's funny, haha! :))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, recess time. People were still talking about the inspection. Grade 6 only, HA! Then.. by some part, I think Sir. Javi heard it or something. He got &lt;b&gt;down-right pissed&lt;/b&gt;, or he looked like he did. xD
&lt;br&gt;Then, sooner or later. I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I heard him shouting something like "...There's no inspection! Who told you those? There's none. That isn't true!" when I was gonna go enter my classroom for out next subject already.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alot of people really did panic, cry and really worried. I mean, bringing cellphone IS agaisnt the handbook, even though somehow I disagree with it. Haha! 
&lt;br&gt;I mean, I know it's our loss of we lose our cellphones or any electronic gadgets. I just don't get why other parents blame it &lt;i&gt;to the school&lt;/i&gt;. I mean, it's your son/daughter who brought it. Whether you know, or you don't. Plus! It's also your daughter/son's choice! So like, don't blame the school for it. Accept it. :p

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, when Sir. Javi said that there really won't be any of the inspection. No one really believed him! Haha! They think it's a &lt;s&gt;trap&lt;/s&gt; so that they'll get caught with their electronic gadgets. Funny! :)) 
&lt;br&gt;I was like, when I passed by my classmate I went like "Sir said there's no more inspection daw." &amp; she looked at me with &lt;b&gt;the look&lt;/b&gt; and went "And.. you believe him?" I was like "Uhh.. Well.. Not really, but that's what Sir said". HAHAHA! I didn't sound very brave that part, OHWELL. I was taken aback. JEEZ! 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7581972389418485636?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7581972389418485636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-you-talk-to-me-whole-world-stops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7581972389418485636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7581972389418485636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-you-talk-to-me-whole-world-stops.html' title='when you talk to me, the whole world stops.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2527555449285394648</id><published>2008-07-14T21:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:48:46.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless shit.</title><content type='html'>AHH. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;I AM CRAMMING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for the Long Test @ Science Tomorrow. :(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't even figure out my homework. :(( It's so confusing and hard and, BASTA!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This blog, is totally useless. I just wanna complain.
&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna study na. I &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; to get high @ Science this year so I could get an honor AND, I wish it'll maintain till 3rd term so I won't take the final end term exam. :"&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;i&gt;WISH ME LUCK FOR THE LONG TEST :&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Haha! THANKS THANKS. :* Bye, again. ;;)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, thanks for &lt;i&gt;looking&lt;/i&gt; at my useless post. :))
&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;
&lt;br&gt;You, whoever you are. You better comment. ;;) I'll appreciate it. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2527555449285394648?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2527555449285394648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/useless-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2527555449285394648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2527555449285394648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/useless-shit.html' title='Useless shit.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5696203344009229933</id><published>2008-07-12T14:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:46:28.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sod off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;PISS OFF, C'MON.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can't you just live your own life?
&lt;br&gt;I mean, damnit.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robberies, Thieves, Burglars, Kidnappers.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you probably do those &lt;i&gt;things&lt;/i&gt; to get money and to sell them.
&lt;br&gt;But gahd. Do something else aside from robbing other people's money, and things.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Try &lt;i&gt;working.&lt;/i&gt; Don't use as being magnanakaw as your "&lt;i&gt;profession&lt;/i&gt;".
&lt;br&gt;Because stealing stuffs brings you to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO WHERE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;You go to &lt;b&gt;jail&lt;/b&gt;, not to a &lt;s&gt;mansion&lt;/s&gt; you'll be living.
&lt;br&gt;Suck off your asses. Ugh. ~x( :-L



&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;This is one more reason why I &lt;i&gt;wanna&lt;/i&gt; assassinate thieves.
&lt;br&gt;Right now, I prefer people who kindly ask for money.
&lt;br&gt;Not just go and steal your things, it frustrates me we have a lot of those kind of people here.
&lt;br&gt;It makes me wanna &lt;b&gt;really do something&lt;/b&gt; to fix this damn problem.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lot of people are like this already, we've got to fix this. :(
&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, even putting them to jail isn't enough. They sometimes even &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;can&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; escape.
&lt;br&gt;&amp;amp; even putting them to jail, they won't stop. they'll keep continuing in the end. :|

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Did they ever &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; that the people their stealing money from &lt;b&gt;works hard&lt;/b&gt; for the money they gain? Goodness Gracious!
&lt;br&gt;I know we have to be generous, &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; their being kind to us, and not rudely stealing our stuffs behind our back.
&lt;Br&gt;From what I think of it? It's basically mean of you to do that.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even kidnapping other &lt;i&gt;"famous people"&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; saying you'll give them back if you pay us what? 1million and more? Good God! What the hell do you think your thinking?
&lt;br&gt;Reality check? Your not in a &lt;S&gt;dream world&lt;/s&gt;, your in a &lt;b&gt;real world.&lt;/b&gt; Work with it! 
&lt;Br&gt;In Reality world, we got RULES, in dream world, especially if it's yours, you can do whatever you want with it. But dude, play by the rules, yeah? /:)
&lt;br&gt;Are you &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; that mababaw and greedy?
&lt;br&gt;Even &lt;s&gt;murdering&lt;/s&gt; those people so you can get what you want? So that they can surrender and give what &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; what? 
&lt;br&gt;Ugh! It makes really want to cut those kind of people into small pieces with their blood sprinkling everywhere. :|
&lt;Br&gt;I know what I was just imagining was bloody gory &amp; that I know I won't and can't do that, but if I can dream and wish well I'd be damn wishing it right now. :|

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They can do something else aside from those kind of things! I mean, they even consider that as jobs?! Oh, that's low blow dude. Really low blow.  
&lt;br&gt;Like, seriously hell low blow. We have alot of burglars, thieves already.
&lt;Br&gt;I seriously don't want more, hell they've got to stop that "profession" of theirs and do some REAL WORK.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Apologies for my super off-topic. I'll try my best to have a more matino topic. ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5696203344009229933?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5696203344009229933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/sod-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5696203344009229933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5696203344009229933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/sod-off.html' title='sod off.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3002756359258710475</id><published>2008-07-09T17:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:31:13.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i gotta find you.</title><content type='html'>Hey! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha, I'm such a &lt;s&gt;cheater&lt;/s&gt;, cause I watched &lt;b&gt;Camp Rock&lt;/b&gt; @ Youtube already. HAHAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it. I like it better than HSM1&amp;2. Haha! I don't know why, I just do. Not because of the Jonas Brothers, but I guess the plot. :)
&lt;br&gt;And, HELL. I like Demi! I don't really know why, but I like her. 
&lt;br&gt;OMG, Joe Jonas pa is so hot! Haha. But, I'm still for Nick! ;;)
&lt;br&gt;Kasi naman, they didn't show Nick Jonas that much kaya all I saw there is the hotness of Joe Jonas. HAHAHA!
&lt;br&gt;But seriously, what I'm saying &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; true! I didn't see Nick Jonas that much! Well, that's understandable since Joe Jonas is like the "main dude" there not Nick Jonas nor Kevin Jonas. 
&lt;br&gt;I love Kevin Jonas there, he's like &lt;i&gt;super hilarious!&lt;/i&gt; His and his birdhouse thang. HAHAHA! I swear, he's fudging hilarious there. I loved his part! :))
&lt;br&gt;I also like Alyson Stoner, and wow she changed. The last movie I &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; saw her was @ Cheaper by the dozen 2! And, for one thing her hair there was &lt;u&gt;straight&lt;/u&gt; and she was &lt;s&gt;shorter!&lt;/s&gt; But one things for sure, she's prettier than before. ;)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyways! Today, My friend made a very nice poem. I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; it, actually. I'll show you. :)

&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whatever Love wants to happen to me.
&lt;br&gt;by: ---- -----

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You promised that you wont tell anyone
&lt;br&gt;You broke your promise coz you already told some
&lt;br&gt;Don't you know that someone was hurt?!
&lt;br&gt;Maybe that's what they mean when they say "he's just a flirt"

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You said you don't want to look bad
&lt;br&gt;But you just made someone very sad
&lt;br&gt;I thought you're a very very good guy
&lt;br&gt;But now i know that all you say to me is just a lie

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I am mad, but why can't I let go?
&lt;br&gt;Should I forget you or should i just go with the flow?
&lt;br&gt;Should I follow what my heart is saying?
&lt;br&gt;Or should I go the other way and stop playing?

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am mad but i still like you
&lt;br&gt;But now I don't know if I still trust you
&lt;br&gt;Maybe I should just wait and see
&lt;br&gt;Whatever Love wants to happen to me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After I read it, I was like "Wow. It's so nice, dang! Post it, I'll repost it kaay?!" she agreed so here it is now. ;)
&lt;br&gt;If you like it, comment please. I'll really appreciate it. :)

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, todays Wednesday, our P.E. day. We didn't have our practical test today cause we had to do something else. I didn't even finish ittt! :(
&lt;br&gt;Then, yesterday was &lt;i&gt;Tuesday&lt;/i&gt;, uuhh.. Our &lt;b&gt;very first club meeting&lt;/b&gt;! As always, my club is &lt;i&gt;dancing club&lt;/i&gt; 8-|! Haha. But this one is abit different because like, here at first we had to &lt;s&gt;"audition"&lt;/S&gt;, so theres a tendency for you not to get in, but luckily! No one didn't get it, &lt;i&gt;at least Ms. didn't make anyone move to another club&lt;/i&gt; so I guess that's it, right? :p
&lt;br&gt;I was like, feeling so giddy when Ms. asked us to dance, but at the same time my mind was coming up with no steps at all! ~x(
&lt;br&gt;And like, when I was at my house na. When I was playing a dancy song. I was like, dancing with all and all steps. And, in my mind I was like "Whattaheck?!" 
&lt;br&gt;But ohwells, that's the use of dance club so I can gain more confidence, right? :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I'm sorry, I know this is effin short. But I can't think of anything to share with you today :(. I'll make it up to you guys next time! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3002756359258710475?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3002756359258710475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-gotta-find-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3002756359258710475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3002756359258710475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-gotta-find-you.html' title='i gotta find you.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5828952443687116759</id><published>2008-07-04T19:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:30:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>between you and me, boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Yo, mahn!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What's pimpin'? Haha. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's&lt;/b&gt; Friday meaning last day of the school for the week! 
&lt;br&gt;Hurray! Of course, not that I enjoy school, cause shockingly I do. Amazing, right? Hahaha!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, this week is simply &lt;i&gt;dashing and amazing&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. It's fun, the teachers are &lt;b&gt;THE BOMB!&lt;/b&gt; especially Ms. Louie, Ms. Mabalot and Sir. Javi!
&lt;br&gt;Their so funny, cheery and cool @-)
&lt;br&gt;We are also gonna have our first Long test on English @ Tuesdayy! [;
&lt;br&gt;My quizzes are good, in all subjects. No failing yet, yay for that. My lowest is like 12/15. And, 12/20 @ Math, low right? I knooow! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jeez, Chocolate/Innocent is still not talking and so quiet(only my other friends knows who chocolate and innocent is). And, plus I can't even bring up a topic since he can't even &lt;i&gt;utter any tagalog word&lt;/i&gt; from what I understand, of course.
&lt;br&gt;It's abit frustrating at the same time funny, haha. I don't honestly know why! :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Pluuuuuuuus, whenever my two close guy friends tease me with him I like, my face semi-heats up, which is totally so not fun at all. HAHA! 
&lt;Br&gt;I mean, it's like semi-crush why should and why would my face heat up?! But, IT DOES I TELL YOU IT DOES! Hahaha!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I mean, I also don't get myself why I &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; him when I don't even know much about him, I'm sorry. I'm really like that e. I wanna know more about the person first before I gush over him and all. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Admire celebrities is all fine, but personal people I know in real-life? I have to know them first, I have to be their friend first and all, even much I wanna &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt; being close with them before I'll &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; know if I &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; like him or not. 
&lt;br&gt;But, somehow I guess if I get close to him or even just a friend that share stories and stuff, I might like him even more. @-)
&lt;br&gt;Which is plain creepy! HAHA. I mean, that happened before but like grade 4 and then I didn't have a crush last year, which was just completely weird. 
&lt;br&gt;And then, this year &lt;i&gt;yet again&lt;/i&gt; I have a new crush, and somehow it's making me feel jiggly inside and nervous at the same time. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Honest speaking, I don't know why I'm feeling those "&lt;s&gt;feelings&lt;/s&gt;" like, I swear to God. 
&lt;br&gt;And, quiet frankly I'm not seriously enjoy these "&lt;s&gt;feelings&lt;/s&gt;" at all. :|
&lt;br&gt;Sigh, I just hope sooner or later I get to talk to him na so I can know if he really is kind according to a friend of mine or he's just plain snobbish! &gt;:|
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh gosh! He snobbed me one time, I was like "Hey (insert his name here)!" and he was like, so not minding me. OUCH YOU KNOW?! =))

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways! &lt;b&gt;6C&lt;/b&gt;'s getting better and &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; better everday, i tell you!
&lt;Br&gt;I have so much fun in this section that I always look forward every next subject, or every first day of school week.
&lt;br&gt;I don't know, I guess I just really throughly enjoy my class this year, and I'm even proud to say that I'm from 6C! ;;)
&lt;br&gt;It's just like, we've known each other for a &lt;i&gt;veeeeeeery looong time!&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;We, just immediately hit up with each other y'know?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aside from most of us disliking one particularly person, ugh. He's just super infuriating. 
&lt;br&gt;Most of the time, I wanna bat his big ugly head on the wall! Yes, I'm that annoyed with him, he's just super.. ugh! :| :))
&lt;br&gt;His practically the &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; problem, HAHA. I'm that mean to him, I know but yeah he's just sucks that much. :))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Okay, I can't think of anything to say anymore, next time guys!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5828952443687116759?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5828952443687116759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-that-lies-between-you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5828952443687116759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5828952443687116759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-that-lies-between-you-and-me.html' title='between you and me, boy.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5912449305885943372</id><published>2008-06-28T22:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:24:39.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly up high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/?action=view&amp;current=HBP.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/HBP.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;G'morning, G'afternoon, G'evening to &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt; whose reading my &lt;b&gt;2nd blog&lt;/b&gt; this day.
&lt;br&gt;That's something cos I don't usually do those kind of stuffs, the double post everyday? But I won't do it so often. Today, I just felt like it and since this topic I'm gonna rant here is just my &lt;u&gt;addicted book&lt;/u&gt;. HAHA. And, I feel bored so what else to do since all the people whose online in my YM isn't my &lt;s&gt;super close friends&lt;/s&gt; so I'll just rant here, right now. READY? :&gt; =))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You see the very most top picture? Here in this blog? It's the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; book, right? :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;And, I am so effin thrilled because it's showing soon @ &lt;b&gt;November 20, 08!&lt;/b&gt;. Wooooooo! \:D/
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just.. just &lt;i&gt;super curious&lt;/i&gt; about how their gonna show the jealousy of Harry towards Dean and Ginny's relationship! *feels giddy all of a sudden!*
&lt;br&gt;I mean, on the book Harry's jealousy towards Dean and Ginny's relationship was &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;inside his brain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; meaning you can't practically show that on movies right? So.. YEAHHH. :&gt;:&gt; :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND also the kiss of Ron Weasley with Lavander! AHAHA. I mean, Rupert Grint doesn't like romancy kind of stuffs, I mean he's okay with it. But he isn't like super, "it's fine with me." kind of thing, HAHAHA.
&lt;br&gt;Plus, alot of funny things will happen with Ron Weasley this 6th movie. :&gt;:&gt; It's just so funny when I try imagining the scene, and I can picture it &lt;i&gt;well&lt;/i&gt;! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, and they said that it would be Katie Leung a.k.a. Cho Chang who will be curse not Katie Bell anymore? How comee? I mean, Cho Chang's kawawa na. :)) You get what I mean!? HAHAHA.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ohlala, and also Daniel Radcliffe and Bonnie Wright's gonna kiss! Ayihee. I'm also excited and super curious what changes and additions will they add? :)) 
&lt;br&gt;I'm &lt;i&gt;soooooooooo excited&lt;/i&gt; with the movie! Words can't explain my uber excited-ness on the Movie!
&lt;br&gt;And, if the &lt;b&gt;Teaser Trailer&lt;/b&gt; comes out and it's so knjkfmdkjngkjrhng amazing ! OhGoooooood. I'll praise Warner Brothers, but they better make sure if the Teaser Trailers amazing, the movie should be drop dead amazing too! :o
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh! Oh! And and, their gonna cut the 7th movie into 2 parts! AAAAAAAAAHHHHH. @-) @-) It's so freaking amazing. And, I feel giddy all of a sudden when I talk about Harry Potter! 
&lt;br&gt;It's just.. the books so &lt;i&gt;creative&lt;/i&gt;, the plot too. I mean, J.K. Rowling's just amazing on how she did the story, how she was able to love her characters as if their real people! She made us(well, my sister and other people) wait each year for another book to come. And, they waited &lt;s&gt;patiently&lt;/s&gt;. HAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But, DUDE. The books &lt;i&gt;amazing!&lt;/i&gt;. I don't get why other people think of Harry Potter book as a &lt;s&gt;suck up ass book&lt;/s&gt; :(!
&lt;br&gt;It is like, so not a suck up ass book! It's a very interesting and very cool book if you try reading it! People complain when other people suggest them to read it they whether go "&lt;i&gt;Ehh. It's so kapal e..&lt;/i&gt;" or like "&lt;i&gt;It's so boring kaya!&lt;/i&gt;" Boring!? You haven't even read it and you say it's boring? :(
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ohwells, it is &lt;b&gt;their&lt;/b&gt; opinions. *shrugs*. :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forgive me for ranting &lt;i&gt;too much&lt;/i&gt; &amp; I'm done anyways!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5912449305885943372?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5912449305885943372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/won-brother-live-with-all-his-wit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5912449305885943372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5912449305885943372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/won-brother-live-with-all-his-wit.html' title='fly up high.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/themes%20and%20ideas%20for%20blog/th_HBP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-438871772516666294</id><published>2008-06-28T13:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:37:30.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like that.</title><content type='html'>Wow, I re-fixed my site. HAHA.
&lt;br&gt;I like this better, but I like my old one too. :p
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was reading through my &lt;i&gt;old posts&lt;/i&gt; and I'm shocked by how I type my posts.

&lt;br&gt;..it is like I'm just making kwento to a person, PERSONALLY. Not in chats or whatever. But somehow, that's just the way I am and I find it so cool. :D

&lt;br&gt;It's like, when I rant. I just don't stop, I rant &lt;i&gt;all the way, non stop&lt;/i&gt; unless you ask me to stop.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, I noticed something.. I can't stand it when it's so quiet when I'm there, it somehow suddenly hit me when I was reading the book of Sarah Dessen; &lt;b&gt;Just Listen&lt;/b&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;Owen Armstrong made a quote there saying something like this "&lt;i&gt;Silence is so freaking loud!&lt;/i&gt;". 
&lt;br&gt;At first, I didn't get why &lt;u&gt;Silence&lt;/u&gt; is freaking loud, i mean &lt;b&gt;Silence&lt;/b&gt; is QUIET. How the heck can it be freaking &lt;b&gt;loud?!&lt;/b&gt; Then.. day after day I noticed that I'm getting disturbed when it's so quiet, I ache for music when it's like that. Noise, talk. Just make &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; sounds I'm contented.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I just read fanfics, and theres no music. I ask my sister if she can play music. And, if the music stops I noticed it immediately and ask my sister to play another song. It's weird, haha.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Thursday was &lt;b&gt;1st Green and White Day&lt;/b&gt;, even if us GS had &lt;u&gt;regular classes&lt;/u&gt; it was still funny. We wore civilian, its nice to wear civilian in school the whole day. =))

&lt;br&gt;ESPECIALLY DISMISSAL; My friends took out their cameras, cellphones &amp;amp; all. My cell and my sis camera was with her, that's why I don't have my own pictures, I just grabbed. HAHA.

&lt;br&gt;I'll show you some pictures, from Brother Ceci and Trina and Devys. I look weird in Devy's pictures tho. :))


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Ceci's&lt;/i&gt;;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1701.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_1701.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;That was &lt;b&gt;Chelly, Me &amp; Trina&lt;/b&gt;. We don't look like were super ready with the picture, huh?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1704-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_1704-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Same people, close view tho!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trina's Camera&lt;/i&gt;;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04323.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/DSC04323.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kat's cut. :( DEVY DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO TAKE A PICTURE E! jk!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/DSC04324.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm good. I took the picture, it's &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; right? :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04333.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/DSC04333.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;GROUP PICTURE! &lt;b&gt;Martha, Chelly, Trina, Devy, Ella&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Devy's Cellphone&lt;/i&gt;;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thats &lt;b&gt;Me, Trina, Devy &amp; Chelly&lt;/b&gt; ANIMO LA SALLE! :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Trina's so takaw!? =))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;AHAHA. My smiles so &lt;i&gt;big&lt;/i&gt;, idkwhy. :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After taking those long-ish pictures. We talked, chatted blahblahblah. Then, soon its' 4:15 and we had to go. :(
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-438871772516666294?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/438871772516666294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/438871772516666294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/438871772516666294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-like-that.html' title='i like that.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/th_IMG_1701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8116890962800105726</id><published>2008-06-25T18:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:55:39.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know I'll always love you.</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is &lt;i&gt;official&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA.
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; this day so much! For me, it isn't simply just the simple Wednesday every week. :p
&lt;br&gt;It's like, a little get together with my old best friends for the past years. That's why I had so much fun, and also get together with my close friends, it's odd since it happens almost everyday but this one, it's somehow abit &lt;u&gt;more special&lt;/u&gt; than the other ones, much more fun too. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;I guess that's because I'm abit worried if my best friends, and other close friends will get close, pero good thing they got close as the years passed by, now some of them are close to each other already. 
&lt;br&gt;I just feel &lt;i&gt;so lucky&lt;/i&gt; to have friends like them, y'know? Sometimes, I even feel like I don't hang with my other friends that often, so I &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt;, I &lt;i&gt;really really&lt;/i&gt; try hanging out with them. Specifically &lt;b&gt;Trina, Devy and Martha.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Their like, my &lt;i&gt;another barkada/group&lt;/i&gt; aside from Anna and Chelly. &lt;br&gt;My other group of best friends, I like tell them &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;anything, everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that make sense and doesn't make sense at all too! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Their also &lt;i&gt;MY TOP KALOKOHAN/JOKERS&lt;/i&gt; best friends, when I feel down.. I just go, "jokes, kwentos people. I feel sad or w/e" or something like that &amp; with no question asked, at all. They just.. &lt;b&gt;rant about their day&lt;/b&gt; without any problem at all, and sooner or later I feel myself smiling in response, laughing radiantly in response, all problems forgotten kaya sometimes I just can't thank them anything with everything they've done. From problems, to laughter, to tears. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, for Anna and Chelly and Romina(tho, she only sometimes hangs out with us, she's still our best friend!). 
&lt;br&gt;We've experienced &lt;i&gt;alot&lt;/i&gt; together already, 4years of friendship, straight. We may have not see some eye-to-eye but we try sticking together through it all. We may have some arguements leaving us not minding each other for weeks, &lt;i&gt;even months! :o&lt;/i&gt; but we made it, we succeeded! HAHA. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Going to the canteen, Brother Ceci took a pic of us already e. :))
&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=us.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/us.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charis, Trina, Devy, Annika, Me, Anna, Chelly&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;So, Recess I came to the canteen with Anna &amp; Chelly(Best friends since grade 3 till now!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_0581.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;So, we went to the canteen right? Bought foods, drinks other stuffs then somehow.. we stopped at &lt;i&gt;Nutrilicious&lt;/i&gt; and thats where we saw Alex and Honey!
&lt;br&gt;We chatted, blah blah blah then Cheska came by and so she chatted with us and stuff, HAHA. Brother Ceci decided taking pictures of us, and so. Of course, we smiled what else would we do? &lt;s&gt;Frown? Grunt?&lt;/s&gt; HAHAHA. 
 
&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0582.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_0582.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;So, that's us; &lt;b&gt;Anna, Chelly, Cheska, Me, Honey, Alex&lt;/b&gt; OH! And also Sophie.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then.. My grade 5 barkada(group) passed by us too, so theres alot of Hi-Hello's to you too! They saw Brother Ceci, of course they said their Hi-Hellos with Brother Ceci too. 
&lt;br&gt;..then he pictured us, 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0584.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_0584.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_0586.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0591.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_0591.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0589.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/IMG_0589.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Ha! So that's all the pictures, &lt;i&gt;I got from Brother Ceci's multiply&lt;/i&gt;. There's ALOT more. I know, HAHA. I just got the pictures with us, my friends together. ;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And and, for our PE our thing to do this term is/was to dance, Ms. Riza gave us new 16 steps, I LOVE IT. Hahaha! At first, I was like super having a hard time not getting this and that. 
&lt;br&gt;After a few retry of Ms. I got it right! At laaast! I just love steps that makes you sweat so much, makes you get tired so much. I &lt;b&gt;enjoy&lt;/b&gt; those kind of dance, just simply showing your love with dancing, y'know? :p

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8116890962800105726?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8116890962800105726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/know-ill-always-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8116890962800105726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8116890962800105726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/know-ill-always-love-you.html' title='Know I&apos;ll always love you.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/school%20stuff/th_us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5739068377480133162</id><published>2008-06-22T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:42:36.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She was, nothing nothing to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/?action=view&amp;current=ABCD0010-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u194/ella-wella/ABCD0010-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; this edit of mine. Even if it's just plain or whatever you think of it?
&lt;br&gt;I love it, I love simple edits. I don't fancy overly decorated styles. 
&lt;br&gt;Okay, fine. I &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to love overly decorated styles. But, I don't know. I guess I got sick of it, I started err. disliking isn't the right term.. 
&lt;br&gt;Fine, lets make it &lt;s&gt;disliking&lt;/s&gt; since I can't think of anything right now.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, in the news they announced that there will be &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;no classes tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, all in all. 
&lt;br&gt;I just hope they won't change it tomorrow morning or so. Because, I swear if they do I might kick their asses till they go to pluto. Seriously. *says that with a convincing straight face* 
&lt;br&gt;I mean, jeez. They announce it on like, what? Afternoon then the next day they take it back?! No offense to the DEPed or PAGASA. :)
&lt;br&gt;I just desperately not want to have classes tomorrow, seriously! :(
&lt;br&gt;I feel so.. bummed out, y'know? So &lt;i&gt;stressed&lt;/i&gt;, I don't particularly know why or how, but I feel that way. :\
&lt;br&gt;BESIDES! I'm not even done with the THELE recipe research, I mean dangit. :|
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But, all in all I'm so glad that theres no classes tomorrow! I feel so relieved! I don't know why, it's not because I'm dreading for school. 
&lt;br&gt;Cos, shockingly I don't. I'm actually kind of looking forward for school these days, my only problem is that waking up so early. But other than &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;? Nothing else, at least I have something to do rather than just sitting inside the house doing nothing aside from computer AND tv AND reading books. [x
&lt;br&gt;Those are the things I do, &lt;b&gt;AFTER&lt;/b&gt; school. :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And besides, I want to get to know my new classmates more. :p
&lt;br&gt;Since after all their gonna be my &lt;i&gt;new friends and classmates&lt;/i&gt;. They seem kind, I know others na. They're starting to be my close friends already. :)
&lt;br&gt;I'm &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; easy to talk to, hahaha! Kidding. But, seriously I am when I'm in the mood to talk, but if not. Too bad. Hahaha!
&lt;br&gt;But, call yourself lucky since most of the time I am so jubilant and noisy. :))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, practically I'm like still wishing the no classes thingy will continue until tomorrow morning. But, thats all. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5739068377480133162?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5739068377480133162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/she-was-nothing-nothing-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5739068377480133162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5739068377480133162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/she-was-nothing-nothing-to-me.html' title='She was, nothing nothing to me.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2862770388854346435</id><published>2008-06-19T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:28:06.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm head over heels for you, babe.</title><content type='html'>Good evening fellow &lt;i&gt;readers&lt;/i&gt;. Haha.
&lt;br&gt;How are you? How's life? How's School? :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow is, &lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt; meaning the last day of the school &lt;i&gt;for the week&lt;/i&gt; :(
&lt;br&gt;The past 2 weeks had been &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;, seriously. ;)
&lt;br&gt;6C, has been &lt;b&gt;ridiculous and very good&lt;/b&gt; this past 2 weeks.
&lt;br&gt;Scratch that "very good" part, let's say bombing. haha! 
&lt;br&gt;You know, I'll tell you something. The like first day, we're like &lt;i&gt;so freaking quiet&lt;/i&gt;, I was practically complaining &lt;u&gt;WITH&lt;/u&gt; Kim why we're so quiet. Haha! (x
&lt;br&gt;And, then gladly the next day, we started improving. HAHA! I called it &lt;i&gt;"improving"&lt;/i&gt; pa e, whatta nice term of mine. 
&lt;br&gt;It's always cool that my classmates, and I have like known each other since we're kids because I &lt;b&gt;feel&lt;/b&gt; so close to them, y'know?
&lt;br&gt;No consciousness(a little), No uneasiness and so. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp; were like, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;so friendly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; with each other, It's a good feeling. :]
&lt;br&gt;Cause like, you feel like you &lt;b&gt;BELONG&lt;/b&gt; to the class, your &lt;b&gt;ONE OF 6C&lt;/b&gt; and, for me. It's a very good feeling. ;) 
&lt;br&gt;This is like, &lt;b&gt;THE FIRST CLASS&lt;/b&gt; I didn't &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt;, or got annoyed with. 
&lt;br&gt;And, I'm proud to say, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'M STARTING TO LOVE THIS CLASS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;GO 6C!&lt;/center&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Haha! Sir. Maiq is a &lt;i&gt;very good&lt;/i&gt; teacher AND adviser. Promise! 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2862770388854346435?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2862770388854346435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-head-over-heels-for-you-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2862770388854346435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2862770388854346435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-head-over-heels-for-you-babe.html' title='I&apos;m head over heels for you, babe.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3161716102077212260</id><published>2008-06-17T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:21:52.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blog about a friend.</title><content type='html'>So, Today @ the Philippines is &lt;i&gt;061708&lt;/i&gt; which is Gabby's Birthday.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTIAN GABRIEL BLAS FLORES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;Br&gt;You better enjoy your birthday, there in States. Enjoy, Have fun. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, The title says that I'm gonna right a blog about my friend, which I'm about to, so CHILLAX LANG!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;First of all, I want to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for every help He had done to me with my problems, friendship and all.
&lt;br&gt;I must say, that's really rare for a guy. HAHA. No offense to guys that are reading this. ;)
&lt;br&gt;I met Gabby just last year, Grade 5. He was my classmate, my "&lt;i&gt;lil bro&lt;/i&gt;".
&lt;br&gt;You know, at first he said that He doesn't want to be called as Brother. 
&lt;br&gt;I guess he thought that, being a Brother of mine doesn't consider him as my close friend or best friend, but once again Gabby. I tell you, no, that isn't why I prefer you calling my Little Brother aside from my Best Friend. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is abit hard of explaining, but for me, Gabby seems to fit perfectly as my brother, I mean we argue(&lt;i&gt;alot, before. now, a little&lt;/i&gt;). We tease, &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt;. &amp; Sometimes, I get the tendency to tell him &lt;i&gt;ALMOST EVERYTHING&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;But, I do tell him some of my secrets, but sometimes I hold back. I don't know why though, but yeah.
&lt;br&gt;Sorry for that Gabby. :p
&lt;br&gt;You know naman that I love you as a Brother of mine diba?! :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyway, this &lt;b&gt;dude&lt;/b&gt; is the coolest dork(KIDIDNG!) you will &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; meet. Haha. He gets the tendency to have &lt;i&gt;alot&lt;/i&gt; of mood swings, I find it so funny. :)) 
&lt;br&gt;You know, Gabby. I know your reading this, My first impression to you was like "&lt;i&gt;mabait na rude&lt;/i&gt;". Ask me why? I'm too lazy, it's hard to elaborate and explain e. :)) Next time. ;;) :&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Anyway, at first and half of second term, we &lt;b&gt;rarely&lt;/b&gt; talk, just for like importance stuffs lang. 
&lt;br&gt;Then, Devy got close to him, seatmates kasi. I started talking to him, we started eating lunch together, stuffs like that.
&lt;Br&gt;And then, I found a new thing for him, being a Brother of mine. :p

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING GABBY, WE'RE ALWAYS HERE FOR YOUU!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3161716102077212260?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3161716102077212260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-about-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3161716102077212260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3161716102077212260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-about-friend.html' title='A blog about a friend.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7037621226264021465</id><published>2008-06-08T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:05:51.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am on my waay.</title><content type='html'>Guess what? ;;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE ATE CHIN FRANSISCO SOOO MUUUCH! &gt;:D&lt; :*&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know, I wasn't really close to Ate Chin before. I only knew her because of the dancing.. last grade 4? I think, that was for the Fair. 
&lt;br&gt;I'm not sure, haha! But seriously, I was like &lt;i&gt;so not close to her&lt;/i&gt;. But I'm not saying I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; close to her now. She's like really a Ate to me, she's a person I laugh with even if not personal but just simply in chats or so.
&lt;br&gt;She's my kalokohan partner in chats. HAHA! Diba Ate Chin? ;;)
&lt;br&gt;I have alot of friends like that actually, yung like I don't talk to them &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; much in school but when I chat to them, I feel like I can tell them &lt;u&gt;anything at all?&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's when my friend, &lt;b&gt;Maita&lt;/b&gt; comes it. Okay, let me get this straight. She was my classmate like, grade 1. My first year in La Salle, okay?
&lt;br&gt;I wasn't close to her, in any kind at all. &lt;b&gt;Nope, Nothing, None of it&lt;/b&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;As the years passed by, Grade 2, 3, 4, 5. We don't talk that much in school, we &lt;i&gt;rarely&lt;/i&gt; talk. But when Grade 5 summer, in simply just YM we started getting close again.
&lt;br&gt;I'm actually happy to say that, I'm &lt;B&gt;close friends&lt;/b&gt; with Maita na! Even if we don't hang out in school, I know that I can always count on her when I need a friend to talk to. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Uh, okay. I'm simply done with &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; topic. Okay? :)
&lt;br&gt;I go to the Twilight topic, mwahahaha! :))
&lt;br&gt;I like Twilight, I like Stephanie Mayer. Simply that. I admire her stories, obviously. I'm a &lt;b&gt;Fan&lt;/b&gt;. But then, I'm not a &lt;i&gt;gigantic super fan&lt;/i&gt; of the book nor &lt;b&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/b&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;Oh, before I continue. I wanna say this first; "&lt;b&gt;TO ALL err. TWILIGHT DROP-DEAD FANS, SORRY IF IT MIGHT OFFEND YOU,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;but I highly doubt it will, unless your super obsessed with Edward and Twilight. :)&lt;/i&gt; &amp; &lt;b&gt;I MIGHT SPOIL YOU. FOR THOSE WHO HAVEN'T READ LIKE, NEW MOON AND ECLIPSE YET! Though, it's not super duper spoil. Don't worry! :)&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Twilight, is an amazing story. I very much so agree with that. It's very &lt;i&gt;interesting, and very catchy&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, I wonder what will happen if Bella becomes Vampire, as in what will be her powers, y'know? 
&lt;br&gt;Because, since the beginning there was something already &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;special, in a way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with Bella, right?
&lt;br&gt;The very first was, Edward &lt;b&gt;can't&lt;/b&gt; read her thoughts, as in &lt;b&gt;not one single thought, or a flick or whatever.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;It never stops to amaze me, Her story? Stephanie Mayer? All I can say is, &lt;u&gt;WOW!&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I'm excited to read the &lt;b&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/b&gt;, I'm ready to be once again amazed with Stephanie Mayer's tactics with the story. :)
&lt;br&gt;But then, I will &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; be a &lt;i&gt;loyal&lt;/i&gt; Harry Potter Fan.
&lt;br&gt;HAHA! We're back again to the Harry Potter ranting session. HAHAHAHA! :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And also, I &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;get&lt;/i&gt; why most people hate &lt;b&gt;Jacob Black?&lt;/b&gt; I mean, sure I'll make amin. He &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; singit to the relationship between Bella and Edward.
&lt;br&gt;NEWSFLASH, He did leave her. I know, I know. It's for her &lt;i&gt;"own"&lt;/i&gt; good. &lt;br&gt;Jeesh. Haha! But, then if Jacob won't be there to help Bella shine once again, what will &lt;b&gt;exactly&lt;/b&gt; happen to her? I mean, she actually &lt;u&gt;BELIEVED&lt;/u&gt; that Edward doesn't LOVE her anymore, right? 
&lt;br&gt;I'm so so so sorry if I'm spoiling and spilling stuffs with you about Twilight. You can stop reading, if your like super wow-ed out. :D Haha! New word; wow-ed out! :))
&lt;br&gt;Okay, back to what I was saying. So, she believed him, I mean what happens to her if Jacob doesn't help her shine out again? She'll practically be like, &lt;b&gt;dead&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br&gt;Not literally! Just like, dead as in.. I don't know, how can I explain this? It's like.. She's still living in earth, she does her routines, she does her chores.
&lt;br&gt;But, practically she doesn't &lt;b&gt;FEEL&lt;/b&gt; alive. It's like, she &lt;B&gt;FEELS&lt;/b&gt; dead, gone. useless, y'know? 
&lt;br&gt;Wow, &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; was deep. Just so you know, that's what &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; think about it.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7037621226264021465?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7037621226264021465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-on-my-waay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7037621226264021465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7037621226264021465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-on-my-waay.html' title='I am on my waay.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-9016160178522195103</id><published>2008-06-04T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:04:20.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day, funk. :)</title><content type='html'>Y'all, what's pimpin'?
&lt;br&gt;Haha! Kidding, I won't do that kind of talk, I'm no good at that! Lol.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Practically it's &lt;B&gt;GOODBYE SUMMER, HEEELLOOOOOOOO SCHOOOOL!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Amazing, isn't? Others may think of it like "Oh damn, it's school again. Loads of homework, blah blah blah".
&lt;br&gt;Actually, for me. I don't really think of School just for bunch of homeworks and all? Nah, I don't think so. I think of School, of every new year to come. A new challenge, a new experience to happen, y'know?
&lt;br&gt;It isn't really all about studying, it's also learning to lean close with your friends more, to trust them more and to err. how can I say this? Haha! Let's say to.. understand them more and stuff, i don't know!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So apparently, &lt;b&gt;TODAY&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;i&gt;060408&lt;/i&gt; as in like, The First Day of School.
&lt;br&gt;Well, mostly for Lasallians! Haha! [x

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My section is &lt;b&gt;6C&lt;/b&gt;, with &lt;u&gt;Sir Maiq&lt;/u&gt; as our adviser. 
&lt;br&gt;Unique spelling of name huh? I know! I actually thought of the spelling first as the simple spelling of mike, just like that. 
&lt;br&gt;And, when he told us that "mike" isn't the right spelling and he showed us, I was like "Cool! Unique spelling!" Not literally though, just in my mind. Haha!
&lt;br&gt;You know, I've been practically dreading the First Day of School because of the &lt;i&gt;introduce yourself infront of the class blah blah blah thing&lt;/i&gt;, y'know?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Luckily, Sir Maiq didn't do that to us! He didn't even make us at least go infront and introduce ourselves? &lt;b&gt;Nope, Nu-uh. None of it.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;All we did, was we talked about &lt;B&gt;order, cooperation and stuff.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Oh! And also the Handbook and what's inside and all. 
&lt;br&gt;I must admit, it somehow caught my attention. I paid alot of attention, no kidding! [x
&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah, before I forget. He's our &lt;i&gt;CL teacher.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Oh and, I'm also sad since our Guidance Counselor isn't &lt;i&gt;Ms. Nadine Cuisia&lt;/i&gt; anymore. :(
But then, I'm kinda thrilled and nervous at the same time because we have a new Guidance Counselor teacher, He's a guy. He's name is Sir. Mike too, I forgot his last name e. HAHA! [x

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HOPED YOU ENJOYED YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL, Y'ALL? (=
&amp; to all new students, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENJOY THIS SCHOOL YEAR; LA SALLE! MAKE FRIENDS &amp; YOU'LL BE FINEEE! (":&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;br&gt;I think he's gonna be a great CL Teacher! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-9016160178522195103?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/9016160178522195103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-funk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/9016160178522195103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/9016160178522195103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-funk.html' title='First day, funk. :)'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-620765121615997391</id><published>2008-06-01T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:51:24.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-ohsome, dude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Hi People!&lt;/center&gt; *waves with a grin*
&lt;br&gt;School is like few days from now, more like it's on &lt;b&gt;June 4&lt;/b&gt;, Damn it!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; close, alright? &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; close to wake up oh-so early for school.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; close to have loads &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; loads of HOMEWORK! &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; close to have alot of quizzes, long tests to &lt;u&gt;study&lt;/u&gt; for. :|
&lt;br&gt;Just so you know, I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; complaining. I mean, our school starts &lt;i&gt;too soon&lt;/i&gt; while others starts their school, when exactly? June 10, damn it. 
&lt;br&gt;Wow, I say alot of damn it these days, HAHA! Just an observation. Sorry. :)
&lt;br&gt;Okaay, so I'm still gonna complain about the early-ness of school even if school starts, just remind me okay? haha! |x
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, this May31 we had "Flores De Mayo" for &lt;b&gt;the last time&lt;/b&gt; &amp; &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;first time&lt;/i&gt;. On the 31th, I've done the 30th already ee.
&lt;br&gt;I had a great time, even if I had practically &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; painful blissters.
&lt;br&gt;Ha! We walked &lt;i&gt;so long&lt;/i&gt;, seriously. *indicates this with straight face*
&lt;br&gt;At least, I wasn't like quiet all the time, since my partner was my cousin. 
&lt;br&gt;He wasn't helpful though, when I kept tripping because the gown is like so big and SCREW THE PETTICOT(is the spelling right? correct me if I'm wrong!) for being so HUGE! =|
&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah, all he did is like this, he stops and goes "Oh? Okay ka lang?", so obviously I say "Yeah, okay lang. Natritrip lang, screw this dress! haha!" He nods and we continue like, &lt;u&gt;no big deal&lt;/u&gt; *with waving hands for gestures*
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I even thought I was gonna die for walking for &lt;b&gt;hours!&lt;/b&gt; Well, we did sit for merely an hour for the mass, then after that... we walked, &lt;i&gt;yet again&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;We started walking from the compound to the church with 4:30, the Flores De Mayo ended around 9:30. That's merely like, what? 5hours?! Wow, that's amazing my feet survived! *shell-shocked*
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OH! Guess whaat?! I actually, popped my one blister! It hurts though, the pain y'know? It's not watery anymore, it's tuyooo that's why it's so mahapdi! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WELL. I'm bored, I know you are. :&gt;:&gt; HAHA! Silly me, goofing around with myself. Jeez. I must have gone loookooo~
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;WELCOME HOME, SCHOOOOOL!&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;TOMORROW'S MY LAST DAY OF FREEDOM, BETTER ENJOY THE LAST. AND IM IN PRISON AGAIN! For what you ask? FOR HOMEWORKS AND ALL! *groans* 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-620765121615997391?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/620765121615997391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/un-ohsome-dude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/620765121615997391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/620765121615997391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/06/un-ohsome-dude.html' title='Un-ohsome, dude.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1263357102056842376</id><published>2008-05-30T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:53:08.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whine it all.</title><content type='html'>HELL, I'll whine right now. *whines* HAHAHA!

&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kidding, I just &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; wanna go flores de mayo tomorrow.
&lt;br&gt;It is simply a &lt;b&gt;NIGHTMARE&lt;/b&gt;. My feet will ache like hell, super hell. &gt;:(
&lt;br&gt;I saw my gown like, few days ago. It was &lt;b&gt;PRETTYPRETTY ; GANDAAAAA!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;It was white-ish with butterflies. Seriously, It was gorgeous. &amp;hearts;.
&lt;br&gt;Though, I think I might even ENJOY the flores de mayo. At least my partner isn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad, he's my cousin. A close one actually. HAHA. I'M LUUUCKY! [x
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND, COME AAAAAAAWWWWWNNNNN. I don't wanna wear heels, my feet will ache more, get it? ache MORE. DAMNIT! :|:|
&lt;br&gt;Lol, I complain too much, don't I? Hahaha! Who cares.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jeez, School's near. Today's what? 30th of May! &amp; School starts what? 4th of June! HOW MANY DAYS IS THAT? GAH!
&lt;br&gt;Some people said school might be moved, is it true? *wishes desperately it is*
&lt;br&gt;They said it might start on the 10th of June, WEEEEEEEEEEE! Let's hope, aryt? [x

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Hah, tomorrow's flores de mayo, I might post the pictures in my &lt;a href="http://enilalaisweird.multiply.com"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;. It's contacts only though, I don't add people I don't know, aryt? [x

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1263357102056842376?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1263357102056842376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/whine-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1263357102056842376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1263357102056842376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/whine-it-all.html' title='Whine it all.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-656644374993399708</id><published>2008-05-26T09:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:11:06.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring me in.</title><content type='html'>Oh, Hi Guys! &gt;:)
&lt;br&gt;Ha, long time since I haven't been blogging. Well, not SUPER LONG TIME.
&lt;br&gt;Just, a few days? haha. How's everybody? How's summer kickin' you? Enjoyin' it?
&lt;br&gt;Well, practically &lt;b&gt;you should&lt;/b&gt; enjoy the last few days of summer. Oh oh, especially La Salle Zobel students, righhhttttt? :&gt;:&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;I desperately wanna complain dun sa araw na first day natin! I mean, June 4?!
&lt;br&gt;That's full of low bull. &gt;:( I'm not saying I'm not excited to see my friends, classroom and all but seriously?
&lt;br&gt;Can't they like make it at least &lt;b&gt;June 9[Monday]&lt;/b&gt;? not &lt;i&gt;June 4[Wednesday]!&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;My summer's been... ups&amp;downs of Happy Moments.
&lt;br&gt;Sometimes kasi, I get stuck at home for the whole week or so, that's why it's &lt;u&gt;boring&lt;/u&gt;.
&lt;Br&gt;Sometimes also, my cousin[s] goes over our house and we play Wii&amp;all, kaya sometimes it isn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; boring as the other.
&lt;br&gt;Also, sometimes we got out(us family) going to malls or simple chillin' out. HAHA!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I must say, my summer isn't the &lt;b&gt;greatest summer&lt;/b&gt; that happened but this  summer also isn't the &lt;i&gt;lamest summer&lt;/i&gt;!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Right now, I'm listening to &lt;i&gt;"wishes"&lt;/i&gt;, I WONT TELL YOU THE BAND NAME. I'M EVIL, I KNOOW! &gt;:)
&lt;br&gt;If you think you guessed it right, HA. Like how will you know if you guessed it right? Lmfao!
&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wish my Mom would allow me to go out with my friends tomorrow. @_@;; LET ME HOPE, ALRIGHT? &amp; I don't have a shopping money anymore, I'm simply &lt;i&gt;BROKE!&lt;/i&gt; :(

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Well, thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-656644374993399708?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/656644374993399708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/bring-me-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/656644374993399708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/656644374993399708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/bring-me-in.html' title='Bring me in.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1736924502849547535</id><published>2008-05-21T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:39:14.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are impossible to find.</title><content type='html'>Aw, c'mon.
&lt;font size="2"&gt;GO DAVID COOK! =))&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; David Cook to win, &lt;u&gt;badly&lt;/u&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;Well, it's alright if David Archuleta wins, but then I'd be disappointed. :(
&lt;br&gt;They're both competitive &amp; really good at singing.
&lt;br&gt;I admire their talent, really.. I do. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wish I could sing that awesome, or even perform to those 7000+ unknown people, aside from your friends and family.
&lt;br&gt;I'd freak out even just to &lt;b&gt;SEE&lt;/b&gt; people there, screaming for my name(&lt;i&gt;Ha, like that'll happen. ;;)&lt;/i&gt;)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's amazing they've reached `till top 2! &lt;b&gt;THE FINAL TWO!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; both of their performance. It's just, (inserts big eyes shocking disbelief here) unbelievably awesome!
&lt;br&gt;Oh, am I blabbing &lt;i&gt;too much?&lt;/i&gt; ;;) HAHA! 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today's a fun day. I went to ATC, with my sister and ate kc.
&lt;br&gt;I had to wait for &lt;i&gt;5hours&lt;/i&gt;, INSIDE THE CAR. Doing NOTHING except reading!
&lt;br&gt;Not that I object about reading, because I looooooove reading to death. 
&lt;br&gt;I'm actually almost finish in Eclipse, the book's nice, great, whatever. :P
&lt;br&gt;We didn't really do anything aside from making "&lt;b&gt;kwento2&lt;/b&gt;" &amp; walking around. HAHA! We like, "naikutan na namin ung buong ATC!" HAHA! =))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, apparently my feet is &lt;i&gt;nearly&lt;/i&gt; aching. (=

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1736924502849547535?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1736924502849547535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-impossible-to-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1736924502849547535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1736924502849547535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-impossible-to-find.html' title='You are impossible to find.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5225338245562781110</id><published>2008-05-20T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:59:03.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time can't erase this feeling.</title><content type='html'>You know, I've always wanted to perform in a stage or even just in a place with alot of people.
&lt;br&gt;&amp; I've done that already, I &lt;u&gt;danced&lt;/u&gt; infront of 300+ people I don't exactly know, I know some but some I don't too.
&lt;br&gt;But, I wasn't alone who experienced that, I danced with my cousins.
&lt;br&gt;That happened on the &lt;i&gt;50th&lt;/i&gt; anniversary of My Lolo&amp;Lola, Dad's side.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You wanna know how I felt after that dance with my cousins?
&lt;br&gt;Simple, I felt &lt;b&gt;alive and radiant&lt;/b&gt;. I felt &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt;. Exhausted, true but happy. 
&lt;br&gt;Especially when you hear those "claps" they give you? It's like your in heaven.
&lt;br&gt;You may think I'm practically bragging about me and my cousins performing, but no. I'm not bragging at all, I'm simply just telling you &lt;i&gt;how I experienced that&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;how I felt after it&lt;/i&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, I also sang. This time, only me. Without my cousins with me, just me and my voice.
&lt;br&gt;I was worried like a rotten shell, I was worried I might forget the lines. But, no worries. My parents helped me, haha. They got a BIG MANILA PAPER with the lyrics in it.
&lt;br&gt;I didn't really care, as long as my Grandparents are happy with me, I will be too.
&lt;br&gt;I didn't really look at the Manila Paper that much, I did somewhere in the ending.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tho, I didn't feel like I've failed my performance. I didn't at all, I was worried like a rotten shell. What worse could it get then, right? 
&lt;br&gt;But, I want to experience it, with full of energy. With &lt;i&gt;grace&lt;/i&gt; in it, passion too.
&lt;br&gt;I also want to experience singing with all, dancing with full power.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every intrams in school, I join the dance.
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt; my best not to look &lt;u&gt;down the floor&lt;/u&gt; when I dance, but it always happens, and that disappoints myself.
&lt;br&gt;But, I want to promise myself. This year, grade 6. 
&lt;br&gt;For the fair, and intrams. I want to try &lt;i&gt;not even&lt;/i&gt; looking down to the floor while I'm dancing. &lt;s&gt;Even once, I won't.&lt;/s&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess I was scared to see what will the people's reaction will be. I guess I don't want to see what they &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; of us &lt;b&gt;OR&lt;/b&gt; our song.
&lt;br&gt;But, I want to try. I want to try not even to look down for a single reason at all. 
&lt;br&gt;Even if they give me those &lt;b&gt;strong glares&lt;/b&gt; at us because whether we &lt;i&gt;suck at it&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;b&gt;good at it&lt;/b&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5225338245562781110?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5225338245562781110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-cant-erase-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5225338245562781110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5225338245562781110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-cant-erase-this-feeling.html' title='Time can&apos;t erase this feeling.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3646970893055353261</id><published>2008-05-19T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:56:07.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, It's hard to follow.</title><content type='html'>Everyday, in my mind. I always thank God for giving me such a happy and wonderful parents &amp; siblings.
&lt;br&gt;You know why?

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Even if we, my siblings and I fight &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; all the time I still love them, there will be &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; to make me get mad or much worse, &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; them.
&lt;br&gt;Their my family, I can't hate them. I know other people say "&lt;i&gt;I hate my Lil bro or Sis so much!&lt;/i&gt;" &amp; I ask why?
&lt;br&gt;You know what they say? The simple say "&lt;i&gt;Their so annoying kasi eh! Ansarap sapakin!(So good to punch him!)&lt;/i&gt;", I remember that well. Because, I was just like that before, sometimes even until now.
&lt;br&gt;Me and my little brother(miggy), I tell you. We fight &lt;b&gt;ALOT&lt;/b&gt;, even for just those &lt;u&gt;little simple things&lt;/u&gt;. 
&lt;br&gt;We fight it like theres a &lt;b&gt;BIG AMAZING WAR&lt;/b&gt; happening right here, right now.
&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, I feel &lt;i&gt;guilty&lt;/i&gt; inside when I don't mind him the whole day nor say sorry.
&lt;br&gt;But sometimes, I know that I've done the right thing to tell him off for what he has done OR say. He'll &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; learn if we never tell him off and always side with him, not even listening to the other persons side of view.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the past few years too, my sister&amp; i we're &lt;b&gt;not that close&lt;/b&gt;, we also usually fight each other. We BICKER alot. 
&lt;br&gt;When I say the word ALOT, meaning like almost everytime!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, we started having less bickering and more sharing starting Grade 4.
&lt;br&gt;That's when I had my "&lt;i&gt;problems with friends, guys and all&lt;/i&gt;", I tell her my problems, &amp; gladly she gives advices. She also, starts telling me her life, this &amp; that.
&lt;br&gt;Now, I hardly remember us, having a HUGE bickering. It's usually &lt;b&gt;tampuhan&lt;/b&gt; only, not bickering anymore &amp; I'm glad for that.
&lt;br&gt;My sister said, I really did mature last year(grade 4). I know where and why I matured there, it helped me more understand about the purposes of life too.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3646970893055353261?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3646970893055353261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-its-hard-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3646970893055353261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3646970893055353261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-its-hard-to-follow.html' title='Sometimes, It&apos;s hard to follow.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4782151669489750387</id><published>2008-05-14T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:38:02.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sappy love songs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;As I look at the past, I can't help but be grateful for having such wonderful and amazing friends, close friends and best friends.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ask me why I'm making it? I don't know, I just feel like thanking my best friends for everything the have &lt;i&gt;given&amp;done with me.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First off, the first best friend I ever had in La Salle was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sophie Villegas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, that was my first year in La Salle; Grade 1.
&lt;br&gt;As I remember, correct me if I'm wrong. I didn't have much friends there, maybe because I wasn't attached the hook yet at La Salle. But, also because I didn't put maybe, much effort than I usually do before. Sophie's a good friend of mine until now, we still hang out sometimes in school. A few Hi's-Hello's &amp; What's happenin' to each other before we say goodbye.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next year, friends of mine starts &lt;b&gt;increasing&lt;/b&gt;, for which I am grateful until now.
&lt;br&gt;I don't, and &lt;i&gt;will never&lt;/i&gt; abandon &lt;b&gt;my friends&lt;/b&gt; at their time of need, because they &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; abandoned me at MY time of need, I want some "repayment" for what good they have done to me.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next year, Grade 3; I got my bestest friends until now, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chelly Patalud, Romina Jose &amp; Anna Salvador.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I remember we had introuble because we we're pretending to be dogs or something like that. Ms. Fani got mad at us, we we're officers that time at the same time.
Chelly, Anna and Me are still best friends, even if we don't hang out in Lunch &amp; Recess we still hang out at dismissal and go make &lt;i&gt;chika-chika.&lt;/i&gt; Romina doesn't hang out with us anymore, started Grade 4. But I'm still close to her, we still chat and talk about each others lives, which I'm grateful for.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(@ Grade 4, it's a bit longer, I got more close friends there. &amp; then, a fight began and then.... basta!)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grade 5; I found another best friends; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trina Andaya &amp; Devy Gomez.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Boys; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gabby Flores &amp; Luis Macababbad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Their my other barkada, aside from Chelly and Anna. I met devy since grade 2, but that was the "Hi-Hello" times, I got to know her better last year; grade 4. &lt;br&gt;But, it's amazing to have her as a best friends, alot of fond memories. I knew Trina since grade 1 actually, because of our yaya's. We've been kinda close during that time, but as years passed by it returned with the like "Hi-Hello" times.
&lt;br&gt;I also met Gabby &amp; Luis just this year, wait no. Hold that, I met Luis grade 1 or was it grade 2? Anyway, their not what I call &lt;b&gt;best friends&lt;/b&gt;; their merely called &lt;i&gt;Brothers.&lt;/i&gt; Gabby's my LilBro and Luis is my OlderBro. Thanks for everything guys!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It makes me sad when my old friends doesn't mind me anymore, and it all comes back as if we're just students happening to pass by each other not close friends.
&lt;br&gt;It irritates me when your &lt;b&gt;old friends&lt;/b&gt; talk behind &lt;i&gt;your back&lt;/i&gt; and makes shitty rumours about you.
&lt;br&gt;I don't get why they do it, for what? Pride? What does pride do good for you? &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing at all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; It doesn't do any good for you. It really pisses me off, even if they don't do it to me, but my friends. They don't have the right to do that, ESPECIALLY if the person didn't even do anything horrible to you! Just, forgive people.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know I have my own flaws, like one time last grade 4, right Yani? *says cheekily* Haha!
&lt;br&gt;But those flaws makes me understand what life is really about. I do get depressed once in awhile when I think of my past mistakes, I usually take note of myself like "Don't do that again" or like "Okay, it's done don't try repeating it again".

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts;&amp;uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4782151669489750387?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4782151669489750387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/sappy-love-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4782151669489750387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4782151669489750387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/sappy-love-songs.html' title='Sappy love songs.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-3015930362622951220</id><published>2008-05-14T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:29:57.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You look so hipnotized.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt; Hah. School's near.
&lt;br&gt;I can't help but be excited yet nervous at the same time.

&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, every year I get nervous of going back to school.
&lt;br&gt;I mean I know that I have friends there with me no matter what happens.

&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help myself to be nervous and think what will happen this Grade 6.
&lt;br&gt;Will it be happy or is it going to be hard?

&lt;br /&gt;When it was my first year in La Salle, I can't remember if i was totally nervous or just ordinary nervous.
&lt;br /&gt;This year is actually maybe gonna be harder for me. I don't have super close friends in my class this year. It's just the "Hi-Hello&amp;amp; What's happenin`" kind of people I have.

&lt;br /&gt;Sure, we're friends but not the kind of friends like I rant about my lives with.
&lt;br&gt;Not the ones I complain about my lives with and also not the ones I tell my deep secrets with.

&lt;br /&gt;We may have some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;talks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about ourselves. I tell them some things that happens in my life, with my friends, with my family i guess?

&lt;br /&gt;I have some close friends there, but not so much.
&lt;br&gt;I know some because of my friends, but they never did introduce me to them.
&lt;br&gt;They tell me their nice, kind and sweet people.

&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I don't judge.
&lt;br&gt;But sometimes I can't help that, what if their just like that to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but not to me? What if their just faking their &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friendly-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to them.
&lt;br&gt;I don't know, better get to know them first before I think if thats true or false.


&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;backstabbers and wanna-be popular&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people.
&lt;br&gt;I don't even GET why they do those shit-load stuffs.

&lt;br /&gt;It's full of crap, what they do? I mean, what good does it do? It only makes you apart from your friends and when you repeat those again you start losing your friends one by one.

&lt;br /&gt;Some are like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to be popular they make shitty rumours about people.
&lt;br&gt;They try to be &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so close&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the popular people, laugh with them even if you don't even know what they heck their laughing at.

&lt;br /&gt;Just be yourself, come aaaaaaawwwwwwnnnn. I sure it isn't that hard, yeah?
&lt;br&gt;I'm sure some people will accept you just they way you are not the one your &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying to pretend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;If they don't accept the way you are and pushes you to be someone else.
&lt;br&gt;Well, apperantly for me I'd say that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;their&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;lost. Not &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts;&amp;uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-3015930362622951220?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/3015930362622951220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-look-so-hipnotized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3015930362622951220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/3015930362622951220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-look-so-hipnotized.html' title='You look so hipnotized.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-4104047409508301718</id><published>2008-05-11T15:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:04:11.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MOTHERS! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Well, yesterday we arrived @ the Philippines around &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;4:45AM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.

&lt;Br&gt;HAHA! We took 16hours; from US to Philippines. We had to stop by at Guam for Re-filling of fuel.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank goodness we arrived safely!&lt;/b&gt;; We arrived at the house around 7:30AM, &lt;br&gt;Gosh.

&lt;br&gt;We missed &lt;i&gt;alot&lt;/i&gt; of fun at those 5weeks of goneness! HAHA! The birthday of my cousin, it was a blast. I wished I was there to celebrate it with theeem! They even had a sleepover, ENVY MEEEE! :((

&lt;br&gt;Ohwell, I saw &lt;b&gt;Vince &amp;amp; Max&lt;/b&gt;. God, they're so BIG ALREADY! It was just 5weeks, and they're like so FAAT &amp;amp; BIIG alreaady! Tho, vince can't be big already because he has his original size already. Max did grow biiiiiiiig! O_O; =))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We went to mass; god. I was feeling so sleepy that time. I'm sorry Jesus for not fully paying attention to the mass yesterdayy :(!
OH&amp;amp;I slept so early yesterday too! Aound like, 9PM! Wooow, I &lt;b&gt;do nooot&lt;/b&gt; sleep &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; early, just so you knoow ! =))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May 11'08

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MOTHERS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I love you Mom, thanks for everything! :* &gt;:D&lt;

&lt;br&gt;It's a miracle; I woke so early today. Since I usually wake up so late before, guess what time I woke up today? 6:30AM! HA! Beat thaaat! =))

&lt;br&gt;But then I slept for 30 more mins, it's not super sleep because the thing is &lt;i&gt;I can't sleep anymore&lt;/i&gt;. I just tried closing my eyes for awhile. Few seconds, I'll go like "&lt;b&gt;Open your eyes, just check the time!&lt;/b&gt;" &amp;amp; when I did, it was just like 6:35. I silently groaned and desperately wanted to go back to sleep. It's like, my eyes are WIDE AWAKE while my brain is semi-wide awake, not yet fully. y'know?

&lt;br&gt;I went down at exactly &lt;i&gt;7AM&lt;/i&gt;; HAHA! Funny, right?

&lt;br&gt;I guess this is all, ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR SUMMER GUUUUUUYS!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks for reading, yeah? so loong !

&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice♥&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-4104047409508301718?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/4104047409508301718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mothers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4104047409508301718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/4104047409508301718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mothers.html' title='HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MOTHERS! (:'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-5058955370242096157</id><published>2008-05-06T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T02:48:44.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you guys Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, right now I’m currently @ a hotel called “Flamingo” in Las Vegas(;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sitting right now,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;pissed that there is &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; bloody internet. Well, actually there &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;, it just, you HAVE TO PAY! You know how freaking much!? It’s $12.99, for a day! &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;K&lt;span style=""&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How ... I can’t explain it by words, my vocabulary isn’t very clear today. =))&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing now in a empty Microsoft word, since I’m so bored&amp;amp;I’m done reading my last err.. fan fiction about Harry Potter. GOSH, I’m so addicted to Harry Potter now. &lt;i&gt;Blame it all to my sister, but that’s alright, I love the book nyways.&lt;/i&gt; But, really. I super duper adore and &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;is still&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; amazed how J.K. Rowling made all &lt;b&gt;those 7 books&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, I even wonder if some of those things like, &lt;i&gt;thestrals, hippogriffs, elves(HAHA!)&lt;/i&gt; are sort of kind of in a way real. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. It’s silly for me to think that &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THOSE CREATURES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; are, what? Real? Ha, you’d prolly gap at me &amp;amp; staring at me like I’m a person who’s dead right creepy AND crazy, right? *adds cheekily*.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even wonder if like, wizards are &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt;. Haha, I’m so imaginative huh? Lol, silly me[; But, seriously it’s so cool if you can like use those “cleaning charms, accios.” in earth. HAHA! =] Sillysilly me. &lt;br /&gt;For those who are like, reading this. I’m &lt;b&gt;so so sorry&lt;/b&gt; if you can’t understand what the freaking hell I’m talking about, or needless say that you hate Harry Potter, then... GET OUT! Kiddingg! &lt;br /&gt;Lol, my vocabulary is starting to be more deeper because of those Fan Fictions I’ve been reading. HAHA, though sometimes I still don’t remember what those mean, I look up in the internet, yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I pity you guys now, me ranting about Harry Potter(not the character, idiot. But the story!) and you guys seemingly getting less interested in reading this blog of mine, yeah? I know. Hahaha! I’ll change the topic, yeah? Wow, I keep saying “&lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt;” now. No wait, more like &lt;b&gt;typing&lt;/b&gt;, silly me ;). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Hmmm. Suggest me a topic, yeah? Oh wait, how can you.. your prolly reading this WHEN I PUBLISHED THIS. Gahd. Okay, I’ll talk about my vacation here in states.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days in Florida was awesome, hot and cool. Though, it oddly reminds me of the Philippines because of the hotness, but it’s kind of windy there in which in the Philippines, isn’t? &lt;br /&gt;We we’re in Disney World, for 5days. Mind you, not like staying in but we have like 5days ticket in Disney World. It’s actually really the same as the California one, but waaay bigger and alot more too. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I remember, the first day was in Epcot, HAHA. My tito made a joke what’s the meaning of Epcot, you know what? It’s;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Every Person Comes Out Tired!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Which is wickedly true because mainly of the biggness of Epcot people keep on walking going to this place and the other. But it’s a nice place, pretty. Alot of people too, thousands more like. Haha, there isn’t much of Filipino’s in the Florida unlike in California, almost &lt;b&gt;everywhere&lt;/b&gt; you go, you see a family or two there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Hollywood Studios, Animal Kingdom, Lagun something =)), Blizzare Beach, Disney Quest and lastly, Magic Kingdom(the main one!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I’m surely sure that your bored out now, reading this what, long blog? Haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I guess this is merely a &lt;i&gt;goodbye&amp;amp;thanks for reading my blog today!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:”Arial”;font-size:”5”;color:”black”;"&gt;FOSHOO MAAHHN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:”Arial”;font-size:”2”;color:”black”;"&gt;(I’m out, y’all. Thanks again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-5058955370242096157?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/5058955370242096157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/missing-you-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5058955370242096157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/5058955370242096157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/05/missing-you-guys.html' title='Missing you guys &amp;Uuml;'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1446064100768065808</id><published>2008-04-12T05:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:09:09.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship. (:</title><content type='html'>Since I'm in the mode to talk or more like &lt;i&gt;rant about stuffs&lt;/i&gt;, be thankful. HAHA!
&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i wanna talk about friendship today, ask why? i don't know apparently, i just feel like talking about it.

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm gonna talk about for me what friendship is all about.

&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER; it's &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; opinion once again. :))

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship for me, isn't just like talking to each other about none sense at all, gossiping&amp;amp;all that. nope, no&amp;amp;noo.

&lt;br /&gt;Hell, that isn't about friendship, for me it'll be more like a &lt;s&gt;fake friendship&lt;/s&gt;. I mean what's the use for having friendship with that person if you're not gonna talk about &lt;b&gt;ANYTHING AT ALL?&lt;/b&gt; Not even problems about your other best friends and  all that?

&lt;br /&gt;That's just totally lame and unbelievable! What? Ikaw, ikaw lang magisa walang ginagawa kundi titigan ung "&lt;i&gt;so-called best friend forever&lt;/i&gt;" mo? psh, you gotta be kidding me. =))

&lt;br /&gt;Walang mangyayari sa life mo niyan if you don't share what's happening to your life to your, once again "so-called best friend forever".

&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is not about those simple chit-chatting, it's way more deeper than that. Friendship is parang "a new life, a new experience&amp;amp; new discovery" with &lt;b&gt;someone you deeply care&amp;amp;understand!&lt;/b&gt; You tell each other secrets, but kahit like, best friends forever mo na siya, it doesn't super mean na you WILL share all of your deepest darkest secrets. No, my dear. that's not true, you can still keep secrets all to yourself pag hindi ka pa ready magshare sakanya.

&lt;br /&gt;Pero, pag magBFF din naman kayo dapat hindi karin tutulong sakanya about doing a bad thing to another person just because your BFF &lt;b&gt;loathes&lt;/b&gt; him/her so much. Nope, you should pin-point always. Don't, i mean &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; always pick your BFF's side dahil narinig mo ung side of story niya and didn't to the other person. Listen carefully din sa both side of story nung BFF mo &amp;amp; ung nakaaway niya.

&lt;br /&gt;But din naman, if you think ung kaaway nung BFF mo naman ang may point, don't help her right away. Try talking senses muna to your BFF. Explain &amp;amp; help your BFF to understand what her kaaway meant to do or whatever. Don't let the kaaway do bad stuffs din naman kaagad.

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TAKE THINGS SLOW FIRST. EXPLAIN, UNDERSTAND &amp;amp; HELP EACH OTHER FIRST."&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami ring kind na friends. Good, bad and idk. :))

&lt;br /&gt;Pero, pag may nagawang masama yung tao sayo ibig sabihin nun bad na siya, hindi naman. :\
&lt;br /&gt;You don't know, what if she made a mistake? Diba people say "&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Forgive but never forget?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past is the past, look towards the Future &amp;amp; not the past&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" dba sabi nila un? other people, i mean ha. haha! :)

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgivebutneverforget babe, I bet you'll get satisfied with that!:)):))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1446064100768065808?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1446064100768065808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1446064100768065808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1446064100768065808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship_12.html' title='Friendship. (:'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7937763208062579524</id><published>2008-04-11T12:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:15:18.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I wanna thank my best friends, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROPERLY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :D

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anna Christelle L. Salvador&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,this chick is mah best buddie. &lt;Br&gt;this girl has been my bestest friend since  grade 3! I knew her tho since grade 2.
&lt;br&gt;@ first, i thought we won't get some stuffs in common &amp;amp; all. But as the weeks and months past by we got closer and closer.
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; thank her enough for &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; she has done grateful to me even also the bad stuffs she did because it helped me grow up more &amp;amp; understand life better. We experienced the life called &lt;s&gt;ups&amp;amp;downs.&lt;/s&gt; I can never live without her in my life.
&lt;br&gt;Thanks so much anna, ily! &gt;:D&lt; &amp;amp;i'm always here for you. (;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maria Celina A. Patalud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,this chick is mah homie.  
&lt;br&gt;this girl is also my bestest friend since grade 3!
&lt;br&gt;@ first, i thought she's all these maarte, girly girl kind of way. Actually, she is but not in the super kind of way other people are.
&lt;br&gt;That's the way she is &amp;amp; i adore her for that. She has alot of these, "passion&amp;amp;confidence" in her. She cares deeply to other people. &lt;b&gt;Alot&lt;/b&gt; of people may hate or dislike her because she's what you call "&lt;i&gt;way too maarte kind of girl&lt;/i&gt;" but thats your opinion.
&lt;br&gt;Sure, we get some disagreements in this and that but we always work it out. I can never live without her.
&lt;br&gt;Thanks so much chelly, ily! &gt;:D&lt;&amp;amp; i'm always here for you. [;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Devy Lyza Mae V. Gomez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, kaproblemadong best friend &amp; other "anak".
&lt;br&gt;i knew her since grade 2 but I really get to know her just this year only.
&lt;br&gt;&amp;amp; i'm glad i met her &amp;amp; became her best friend.
&lt;br&gt;@ first, she was hard to talk to &amp;amp; mahirap ding kaibigan. She's quiet&amp;amp;all. but nooo, she's like super kind and super awesome. she almost laughs at everything! :)) i love her for that, she'll do her best to help you sa kahit ano mang-pangyayari, basta need mo siya!
&lt;br&gt;Thanks so much devy, ily! &gt;:D&lt; i'm always here for you. [;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;prolly, last but not the least.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Catherine Anne V. Andaya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, my other anak or my "palatawang" best friend.
&lt;br&gt;i actually knew her since grade 1 through my yaya's &amp; drivers and all. also, through the &lt;i&gt;"parking lot!"&lt;/i&gt; haha. thanks parking lot! :))
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUUT&lt;/b&gt;, i didn't get to know her super well hanggang this grade 5 lang! wow nouh? after 5 years, dun ko lang siya totally naging ka-close! =))
&lt;br&gt;this girl is very typical, can be annoying but funny at the same time. this girl gets the tendency to boss around people &amp; wants her things in her way but once again, that's &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; opinion, kumuha rin kayo ng sariling opinion! haha! 
&lt;br&gt;she's very smart&amp;kewl. 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading. :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7937763208062579524?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7937763208062579524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7937763208062579524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7937763208062579524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship.html' title='best friends.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-8426316966137260147</id><published>2008-04-06T16:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:05:27.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEOPLE, I'm bored. Ü</title><content type='html'>Well, right now. I'm inside a car &lt;i&gt;of someone&lt;/i&gt;! HAHA. kidding, but seriously. I am inside a car of lolo diony because we're gonna go to merced to visit my dad's sister and my cousins.


&lt;br /&gt;So YEAAAAH, right? haha. Anyway, right now I'm like currently listening to the music &lt;b&gt;Bubbly by Colbie Caillat&lt;/b&gt;, i know right? :P hahaha!


&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days of my vacation in states has been &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;awesomee daang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Seriously, even if it's like uber duper cold and stuff it's been wickedly cool. haha, I'm so damn excited to go to florida, YAY DISNEY LAND! ohmigee. hahahaha. (;


&lt;br /&gt;People in cerritos just started their uhm, spring break. I envy them, they have those kinds of breaks. I mean like, we filipino's only have 2 seasons &amp;amp; they have like what? FOUR? DUDE, THATS SO UNFAIR. HAHAHA. Ohwell, at least we get long sweet hot summer.




&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I have like, &lt;i&gt;the lamest dream&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt;, you know why? It's like this actually, it was i think monday or whatever. I saw a school bus, as in like those big yellow with black buses for school? haha. I always wanted to ride one though that kind of buses are only in the states so suck that thing. :( but seriously, if that happened oh dang, that's so awesome. haha! don't ask me why i dream of that happening it's weird i know. :)


&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sitting in the car going to merced, and currently I'm bored as always but dad said we're near merced already so that's good thing right? :p

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I terribly miss my friends as in if i see them &lt;b&gt;ANYWHERE AT ALL.&lt;/b&gt; I'll run after them and hug them to death. And I'm pretty sure there's gonna be tons of akwardness with us ahead. I mean, sure their my 1st cousins but that doesn't mean I'm already super close to them :\. I don't know much about them, to be honest. even like birthdays and so.

&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to happen like that for a cousin of yours, you know &lt;u&gt;almost nothing&lt;/u&gt; about him or her. But when you like try talking to them or question them, sure they answer after answering they j ust like, go shut up again. It's hard and again, don't ask me why because hell I wish I know too.



&lt;br /&gt;But, when it comes to getting friends in school, it seems so easy. But it also isn't as easy as you think by just saying &lt;i&gt;"Hi, what's your name? My name's Ella Ilano"&lt;/i&gt; you guys are gonna be instant friends, but &lt;b&gt;YOUR WRONG DUDE&lt;/b&gt;. Okay, let's say maybe your gonna be instant friends but also maybe he or she is gonna be your worst enemy in the end, you will never know.

If you wanna be friends with each other, not only one person should put total effort to it. It should be both of you putting total effort to it because it'll likely just go way down if one doesn't put full effort being friends with another, what will be the point if you won't put an effort being friends with another when the other one is just like, &lt;b&gt;"i'm so not talking to you because your a boring person?"&lt;/b&gt;.

Before, when I was a new student in La Salle Zobel, section 1-A with the adviser Ms. Tess. I tell you, I had a hard time making friends because I'm like little miss super quiet girl(&lt;i&gt;unbelievable right? ME QUIET? HA!&lt;/i&gt;. But my very first best friend was &lt;b&gt;Sophie Villegas&lt;/b&gt;. Haha. I love her ! :p

I wasn't also putting alot of effort making friends that's why before I don't have alot of friends, but as the years passes by I got alot more. (;


&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I guess this is enough, right? haha. This blog is like &lt;b&gt;THE LONGEST BLOG I MADE!&lt;/b&gt; thanks to my boredness I made a very cool blog today &amp;amp; I'm out people, thank you for reading this blog.




&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,
&lt;br /&gt;♥ellah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-8426316966137260147?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/8426316966137260147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/people-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8426316966137260147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/8426316966137260147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/people-im-bored.html' title='PEOPLE, I&apos;m bored. &amp;Uuml;'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7003135053476326531</id><published>2008-04-04T05:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:09:20.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st few days in states. :]</title><content type='html'>Actually, the title is sorta wrong because it's just my &lt;b&gt;2nd day&lt;/b&gt; here in states, i'm currently in LA right now.

&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna stay at my dad's aunt's house until April like, until saturday i think? then we will go to my dad's sisters house for awhile to sleep there with our cousins weeeeeeee! :&gt; hahaha! :P

&lt;br /&gt;We went to the airport of the philippines, obviously. duh. ((: at around 3-4pm it was kinda traffic so we arrived in the airport around uhm, 5-6pm.
&lt;br /&gt;We had to fix our luggages there so we didn't exactly wait too long. cool huh? 
hahaha!


&lt;br&gt;We went to the airplane before 8:30PM. DUUHH! thats when the airplane moves eh! =)) DUUUMDUUMM. keeding. ;]

&lt;br&gt;Anyway, i was the most left beside the windooow! haha, uhm. so yeah, i wasn't able to pick food because I'm &lt;b&gt;A KID PA DAW!!&lt;/b&gt; :o:o! :))

&lt;br /&gt;At least i'm not &lt;i&gt;OOLDD YEET!&lt;/i&gt; even when people think I'm like 6th grader or 1st year already. ME!? LOOKING LIKE A 6TH GRADER? OR SO? YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! hahahaha! seriously though, they do think I'm a 6th grader or so. :| :))

&lt;br /&gt;At first, I got dizzy. ASK ME WHY? I have no idea, seriously! I mean because the last one, 2005 I think? yeah, 2005. I didn't get dizzy to wanting to vomit at all, luckily i didn't vomit! haha. BROTHER DID! =))=))

&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so yeah. D didn't vomit but i was dizzy badly! My sleep was like &lt;i&gt;putol2x&lt;/i&gt; :| :)) which is sooo not good!

&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 10 woke up at around 11:30 and then, slept at around 1 or so? woke up at 4 for awhile then doze of sleeping again, tapos woke up at 7pm na, hndi na ako masyado nakatuloog! :))

&lt;br /&gt;My breakfast was &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;BAD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt; i tell you, i didn't like it since i was feeling super duper dizzy pa which did not totally help at all.

&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the LA place at around 6:30PM or so &amp;amp; then packages and stuff muna tapos, my tito picked us up we ate at their house.

&lt;br /&gt;I SAW MY COUSINS THAT USED TO LIVE IN THE COMPOUND!! GAAHH! Anton wow, he's so &lt;i&gt;payat&lt;/i&gt; na! i never knew he's a like a football player which was like super woooooahhhhhh to me! @-) big time! haha, CARLO! same as always parin. :] haha, so is paolo. he got alittle noisier. bwahaha! ATE INNA! :)) sexyasevah! :&gt;:&gt; hahaha. ;)

&lt;br /&gt;Then we went na to my dad's aunts house to sleep in, AND THEN. I GOT MY LAPTOP. OHYEAHOHYEAH. [; SO COOL hahahaha! ;)

&lt;br /&gt;So newsflash, this is just my 2nd day in LA ayt?


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7003135053476326531?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7003135053476326531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-few-days-in-states.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7003135053476326531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7003135053476326531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-few-days-in-states.html' title='1st few days in states. :]'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6579860985170837102</id><published>2008-03-30T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:10:48.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressful day much? :))</title><content type='html'>AND AGAIN, the title says it all. &lt;b&gt;Yes,&lt;/b&gt; today's a very stressful day I tell you people. (;

&lt;br /&gt;Today was when my &lt;i&gt;tito&lt;/i&gt; got buried in the cementery(?), I was suppose to wake up &lt;i&gt;a little more early than the one I was suppose to wake up at&lt;/i&gt; which was like 8PM or 9PM I woke up at &lt;b&gt;11:50 or 40AM&lt;/b&gt;, funny huh? =))

&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, took a bath and changed into jeans and white tshirt, obviously. :))

&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch &amp;amp; then left the compound walking going to the church. IT WAS SUPER DUPER HOT! We left the compound at around 2pm eh.

&lt;br /&gt;When we came there, &lt;b&gt;may patay din!&lt;/b&gt; :)) funny really. :| :))

&lt;br /&gt;We waited until they finished, when they did it was our turn. I knew I would cry, I always do. :| :|

&lt;br /&gt;When we made alay2x the rose in the kabaaong, that's when I started crying. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May you rest in peace Tito, your always in our hearts. :)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;Then, after going to the mass, we went na to the cementery though I didn't cry there. DONT ASK WHY :)). We got home and ate and talked blahblahblaah :)).

&lt;br /&gt;Later on, the parents made yaya to go to MoA to eat :P. So, we went to MoA and eat in Gerry's Grill. We we're so noisy ! HAHAHA. =))

&lt;br /&gt;Naglolokohan pa nga kami, &lt;s&gt;we're black listed na daw in Gerry's Grill&lt;/s&gt; :)). HAHAHA. I so love my cousins, &lt;u&gt;the best cousins EVERR!&lt;/u&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6579860985170837102?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6579860985170837102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/stressful-day-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6579860985170837102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6579860985170837102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/stressful-day-much.html' title='stressful day much? :))'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7843133415692096913</id><published>2008-03-28T11:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:13:41.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday cousin. :)</title><content type='html'>Alright, the title says it all. &lt;b&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/b&gt; was my cousin's &lt;i&gt;4th birthday&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; my friend &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;gabby maranan's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 12th birthday.


HAHA! Our birthday is next to each other lang! :)) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Gabby, if you happen to pass by my blogspot.

&lt;font size="3"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! (;&lt;/font&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, I remember telling you guys that I'll tell you where we will eat, right? :) So, here's the storyyy.


&lt;br&gt;For lunch, we went to &lt;b&gt;ATC&lt;/b&gt; to eat at CPK, it was &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;sooo hooot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; eh may mood ako mag shorts! Ehdi, I wore shorts and i had a bag, &lt;i&gt;GIRLY MUCH?!&lt;/i&gt; hahahaha!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We stayed there for awhile, I think it was until around 4pm or something like that. We got home at also for an hour, so 5pm right? My dad was already there, waiting for us. We weren't suppose to go to &lt;b&gt;UP&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;just so you know, I'm not talking about the school. It's a church. :D&lt;/i&gt;), It was suppose to be only my mom &amp;amp; dad.


&lt;br&gt;But my dad insisted that para Lolo &amp;amp; Lola kasi, they weren't able to celebrate &lt;u&gt;with us&lt;/u&gt; nung lunch also Dad.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So we had to go to Quezon, if you notice we've been going there past 2 days. Anyway, we ate at &lt;b&gt;Shangri La restaurant&lt;/b&gt; somewhere in quezon i think. :))


&lt;br&gt;The food wass... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;alright&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i guess, I didn't like all. but it's delicious somehow that I can't exactly and totally explaainn. (:


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, we arrived at UP at around 8:30PM or i think it was 9:30PM ,I'm not so sure. &amp;amp; then we stayed up there late again BBUUTT not as late as the last one. We left there at around &lt;b&gt;12:00 something&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; arrived at the house at around 1pm think? :p



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OH YEAH, BEFORE I FORGET. The birthday gift of my mom is that she bought me NICHOLAS SPARKS BOOKS \:D/ I love you Mom! :*


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which was, The Gaurdian(I read it before, in school. gaah. &lt;b&gt;It's a killer, you'll love it. SERIOUSLY!&lt;/b&gt;), Message in a Bottle(Sister said it was good[?] what do &lt;i&gt;you say?&lt;/i&gt;), The Wedding(I just finished it today, it was awesome. so sweet. grabeh. ((: ) &amp;amp; Nights in Rodanthe(no idea, mom suggested it. ((= )


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, thanks for reading!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7843133415692096913?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7843133415692096913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7843133415692096913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7843133415692096913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-cousin.html' title='Happy birthday cousin. :)'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6393218603828824461</id><published>2008-03-25T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:22:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy birthday?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Hi people who are gonna be reading this blog right now. ((:

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just so you know, &lt;font size="2"&gt;TOMORROW'S MY 12th BIRTHDAY&lt;/font&gt; so, be sure to greet me. OR ELSEEE I won't talk to you for a &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;BAJILLION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; years, got that? alright, good.

&lt;br&gt;I can't believe &lt;i&gt;I'M&lt;/i&gt; turning 12! it's just so, you know? &lt;b&gt;unbelievable&lt;/b&gt;!  HAHA. I'm sorry, I'm rambling already. :(

&lt;br&gt;ANYWAY, Summer's okay. abit boring, since I don't go anywhere.  SERYOSO! =))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;OKAAAAY, next topic. I WANNA GO TO TAGAYTAY! It's so hot here in the house eh!? :(( Or even in Baguio or a beach or whatever. :)) Basta umalis ako sa bahay! hahahaha. Basta, anywhere. Mall can be? /:)

&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't really do much . we went to quezon city, my tito's there. we visited. :D
&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT? :)) We actually stayed there like from, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 till 1AM.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! =))
&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, we got home at around 2am? shamee. HAHA. ohwell, I slept at 2:10? WOW. SAKTO! :))
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;032608. &lt;b&gt;MY BIRTHDAY&lt;/b&gt;, haha. and it's today. I woke up @ 6am to go to mass &amp;amp; then, now. I'm at the house doing &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; isn't it obvious? gosh. people, so weird. haha. &lt;s&gt;keeding&lt;/s&gt; ;].
&lt;br /&gt;My dad said we're gonna eat somewhere and apparently, I have no idea where we're gonna eat. But, he asked i think it was yesterday where I wanna eat. I was like, " IN TAGAYTAAY!! " &amp;amp; My dad laughed and goes "Uhuh. sure, basta. not there." I laughed, obviously. =))
&lt;br /&gt;Soo, I have no idea where I'm gonna eat. I'll probably tell you later. or tomorrow, since I doubt I'll be able to blog later since I'm probably in quezon &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;the whole day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;AGAIN&lt;/i&gt;! OHWELLS. :D
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the people that greet me awhile ago, in multiply. text. friendster. YM or anyso.
&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH, you have no idea how much I appreciate this greetings, even if it's just greetings.&lt;/font&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6393218603828824461?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6393218603828824461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6393218603828824461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6393218603828824461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday.html' title='A &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt; birthday?'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-2506912166375130313</id><published>2008-03-24T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:29:49.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey y'all. (:</title><content type='html'>OLAOLA. :)) Well, Ana  forced me to go back to blogspot. SO, I DID. Btw, also Mizah forced me to go back. :))

&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I changed na my OLD layout. :p I dunno what happened to the old layout &amp;amp; why it's like that na. Ohwells. :p

&lt;br /&gt;Just like, ONEDAY. i decided to check my &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;blogspo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; when I checked it, the picture above isn't there.

&lt;br /&gt;So, NOOW. My site is still &lt;b&gt;underco&lt;/b&gt; okay? sorry. :D
there isn't much here. but promise, i'll put more stuffs here soon. :)) like, kwento kwento &amp;amp; stuff. HAHA


&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SUMMER OH,EIGHT.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;Summer's boring so far. ITS TRUE kasi I don't have anything to do aside from being sitting in the computer and internet surfing. 

&lt;br&gt;Sure, we go to mall. but, not always. Parents are busy kasi eh! =))=)) It's okay though. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;BIRTHDAY's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming up!

&lt;br&gt;Miine&amp;amp;My Moms @ 26. I'm turning 12. freaky somehow, but I can't explain it.


&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I'm super excited because my birthday is comin' up but, some part of me is like, FREAKKYY. I'm getting OLD. =))

&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;moments&lt;/i&gt;, right guys? :)) GAH. Let's have some reunion sometime this summer or SY: 08-09 even if we're not classmates anymore, I hope we'll still be close guys.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-2506912166375130313?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/2506912166375130313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-yall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2506912166375130313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/2506912166375130313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-yall.html' title='Hey y&apos;all. (:'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-9152248998068310131</id><published>2007-10-12T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:22:37.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimmick at ATC, Oct.12</title><content type='html'>Heeyy. The outing was so &lt;b&gt;fun.&lt;/b&gt; I had so much fun, I saw people. :)).
I arrived there at around 2:30. My friends we're so &lt;b&gt;MAD&amp;amp;RANDOM&lt;/b&gt; at me! :((. LOL.
Who cares, I was like "Let's just go!" And we did the &lt;i&gt;fast walk thingy.&lt;/i&gt; We we're like "LETS EAT IN SHAKEYS! :))" &amp;amp; but then, it turned out we'll eat in &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;jollibee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! HAHAHAHA. But, we had so much fun.
Jayrah did a &lt;b&gt;dare&lt;/b&gt; to himself. [he'll act retarded to someone he doesn't know] We watched as people passed by, until we saw a  &lt;i&gt;little girl&lt;/i&gt; who ran passed by us, we didn't know Jayrah went after her. HE FOLLOWED HOW SHE RAN though, In a   &lt;b&gt;RETARDED WAY! &lt;/b&gt;=)). We laughed &lt;b&gt;soo haarrdd! &lt;/b&gt;Then, so he said to us the &lt;i&gt;little girl&lt;/i&gt; saw him following her. She &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ran faster!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I only ate a little cause I was laughing so hard. And then, we saw the kid who was walking like an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;angas dude.&lt;/i&gt; Jayrah was like &lt;b&gt;AMANDA BYNES &lt;/b&gt;in She's the man when she acted like the "nigger"[sorry for the word] who was walking. Jayrah, walked maangas also. We laughed so hard. :)). After that, we went to Picture City. Actually, we went to picture city&lt;b&gt;twice. &lt;/b&gt;First, without Jvee &amp;amp; Mark cause their so slow. We looked for them and called them, they didn't reply. Second we went there to get the pics and take ANOTHER ONE. WITH Mark and Jvee now. :]]
Basta, that day was so so fun. (: THANKS GUYS. :*

Btw, sorry for the uber late posting of this. :))&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/33784068-9152248998068310131?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/9152248998068310131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/10/gimmick-at-atc-oct12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/9152248998068310131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/9152248998068310131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/10/gimmick-at-atc-oct12.html' title='Gimmick at ATC, Oct.12'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-391422062691038677</id><published>2007-07-17T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:31:09.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter the movie. (;</title><content type='html'>The title says it all.
&lt;br /&gt;I watched Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix [5th]
&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people, I won't spill it. HAHAHA. :) All I gotta say is, it's cool to watch.

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Umbridge&lt;/b&gt; is so annoying =))! why does she have to be the new DADA teacher?! hahaha. Especially her LAUGH. gaah. everytime I hear it ,I'm like, ewww. Umbridge alert. =))

&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;i&gt;un&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;harry potter fans&lt;/b&gt;, just my suggestion. Try watching it, it's awesome. (:
&lt;br /&gt;But, I won't say that we'll have the same reaction towards the movie okay? (;

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;NEXTTOPIC!
&lt;br /&gt;4E reunion coming soon @ August 10 '07.  LOVE 4E forever, you guys will be in my hearts;
&lt;br&gt;We're gonna have the reunion @ Jan's house though it is girls only eh. I know we are gonna have &lt;b&gt;LOADS LOADS&lt;/b&gt; of  fun! [;
&lt;br /&gt;Try visiting my site, alright? MULTIPLY = www.enilalaisweird.multiply.com, though you can't see the pictures if you aren't my friend so SORRYYY na lang. =))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-391422062691038677?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/391422062691038677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/391422062691038677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/391422062691038677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-movie.html' title='Harry Potter the movie. (;'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-6356509764441818523</id><published>2007-06-21T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:33:11.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back to, school.</title><content type='html'>It's school, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;Well, the &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;irst day of school&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was good.
Funny classmates; Enjoyable classmates; Entertainment class? :))

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Our class is more of like, a &lt;b&gt;laughing class&lt;/b&gt; rather than a &lt;i&gt;noisy&lt;/i&gt; class.
&lt;br&gt;Like, whenever someone speaks weirdly.. We.. you know. Laugh? And, the person just laughs with us like HELL. :)).

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I &amp;hearts; 4E to death; but I might start liking this class also. [;

&lt;br&gt;My section is &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt; Few close friends; Tho, can work with that.

&lt;br&gt;Ms. Elaine even said we're the &lt;i&gt;most quiet class&lt;/i&gt; she taught. &lt;s&gt;EEENNGG!!&lt;/s&gt; she's wrong with that! We're like, always laughing and stuff.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-6356509764441818523?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/6356509764441818523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-xx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6356509764441818523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/6356509764441818523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-xx.html' title='Welcome back to, school.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-28772625724963869</id><published>2007-05-05T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:36:42.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post.</title><content type='html'>TODAY, alot of things happen. :)) good things, i say.

&lt;br /&gt;WHY? well, because first.

&lt;br /&gt;we went to &lt;b&gt;KING BEEE&lt;/b&gt; to eat for lunch, it was the birthday of lola celie [?] with my cousins.
food was great, as usual. ((:

&lt;br /&gt;then, of course. we went home to rest for awhile &amp;amp; then we went to mass. got late actually. :| :|

&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; then, We went back home to get ready &amp;amp; fix stuffs to go to eaglereach [apologies if my spellings wrong, correct me please. :)]
we went to ate kimmie's house to pick her up before going to eaglereach.

&lt;br /&gt;we went for a swim, gaahd.
&lt;br /&gt;the swimming pool, is so so so &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts; ! HAHA. :))
it started getting crowded soon, got fulled with koreans doing &lt;u&gt;WEIRD&lt;/u&gt; exercise.

&lt;br /&gt;So, we just went to go 
&lt;br&gt;I &lt;i&gt;suck @ bolling&lt;/i&gt;, just so you know.  :))
&lt;br&gt;after that, we ate then we played bowling again. :p

&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;OBVIOUSLY&lt;/b&gt;, my brother won. &lt;s&gt;YAAAAY&lt;/s&gt;  :| :))
But, I was shocked with myself, because I got &lt;b&gt;2 STRIKES DUDE!&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Like effin` &lt;b&gt;PROUD&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Though, I only got 71 or 80. x_X.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-28772625724963869?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/28772625724963869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-post-blah-blah-blah-3-lmao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/28772625724963869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/28772625724963869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-post-blah-blah-blah-3-lmao.html' title='Post.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-1300918097168703744</id><published>2007-05-03T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:37:42.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha. :)</title><content type='html'>Lmaao, Today.. We went "alay to mama mary" for like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;flores de mayo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

I wore &lt;b&gt;bubbles dress &amp;amp; high heels.&lt;/b&gt; EWW. :))&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

It's so cute, i'll be showing my pictures if I send it to my computer already.

But, I &lt;3&gt;&lt;b&gt;3:30AM.&lt;/b&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't even know why I stayed up &lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;late. ;3

This &lt;span&gt;Friday or Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;We'll be watching &lt;span&gt;Spiderman3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;It was &lt;span&gt;REALLY FULL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nung &lt;span&gt;May 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;

But, yeah.. there was space at around &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;10PM or 11PM.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;

My sister &amp;amp; my bro and me, duh. wanted to watch it even though it's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;10 or 11.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;

But my parents said "Gabi na, tapos.. may &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;TK[taekwondo]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pa yung kapatid niyo, sa saturday or friday nlng.. "

We weren't buying it, we we're &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;desprately forcing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;our parents to let us &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;watch spiderman3.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha, :)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-1300918097168703744?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/1300918097168703744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1300918097168703744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/1300918097168703744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha.html' title='Haha. :)'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-7598072536954065820</id><published>2007-04-22T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:38:15.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Exam Day. :)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, 2-3months I haven't updated.
&lt;br /&gt;So, what's new?! haha. Exams just finished few days or weeks ago. Dun't remember. xD
&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to take &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the exams cause I had &lt;b&gt;PTC&lt;/b&gt; :| :))         Some tests are &lt;b&gt;easy&lt;/b&gt;, eventually some &lt;i&gt;aren't easy&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;So, after the last test which was &lt;u&gt;science&lt;/u&gt;. Me &amp;amp; my friends, went to ATC to have fun &amp;amp; go around.

&lt;br /&gt;We bought each other gifts. Anna gave us a braclet, I gave perfume[?] &amp;amp; Cheska gave a keychain.


&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was on &lt;b&gt;the second day of the exam day&lt;/b&gt;! I wasn't exempted, so I had to take the test, &lt;i&gt;LAAAMEEE!&lt;/i&gt; haha.


&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to update in a long time so, sorry guys. Something came up eh. sorry :D

&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday we went to a place, &lt;s&gt;i forgot what's called eh!&lt;/s&gt; we swam, jamming and just get together cousin moments. (;


&lt;br /&gt;then, i think it was few weeks ago we also went to batangas, I had so much fun just so you know. :)



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-7598072536954065820?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/7598072536954065820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-cmon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7598072536954065820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/7598072536954065820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-cmon.html' title='Last Exam Day. :)'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116860882989335814</id><published>2007-01-12T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:41:52.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't update, sorry.</title><content type='html'>Ehmagod.
&lt;br&gt;Its a veryy long time since I havent wrote here. 
&lt;br&gt;I cant write because my blogger upstairs is downloading so slow. 
&lt;br&gt;Btw, Our Christmas was a &lt;b&gt;Fine!&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;My Parents didnt have time to prepare our &lt;b&gt;Noche Bunea though.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;So we didnt have &lt;b&gt;that FUN&lt;/b&gt; we had last last year, And then our New Year. 
&lt;Br&gt;It was a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOTAL BLAST OUT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I &amp;hearts;ed it. We had so many food. Fireworkds rocked. and rocks.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;I missed my blog for a verryyy long time.. I thought I can &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; blog writing again.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My &lt;b&gt;Exams in 2nd term &lt;/b&gt;was Good enough. Nothing failed... But I got &lt;b&gt;36/50&lt;/b&gt; in Science and Math.. NUU. &gt;:O ...  14 mistakes!! BIG!

&lt;br&gt;These days, I felt that I have so many enimies. well.. Lets say, 2. But its so hard.. The kept on scattering it all.. Like. " I hate ella, blah blah.. she so.. that she's so that.. blah blah.. "

WHY?! O_o;;

Ahhh well, Our distribution of cards is coming soon, Im so worried and scared,
I hope I'll get 3rd, 2nd or best 1st honor. (:

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116860882989335814?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116860882989335814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/01/omfg-long-time-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116860882989335814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116860882989335814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2007/01/omfg-long-time-o.html' title='I haven&apos;t update, sorry.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116677401592769152</id><published>2006-12-22T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:51:34.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party @ School.</title><content type='html'>The Christmas Party was so thrilling and fun and exciting. We had games. Haha! :P
&lt;br&gt;Like, &lt;b&gt;Stop Dance&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Newspaper Dance,&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anthony&lt;/b&gt; sang Hawak-Kamay by Yeng Constantino
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barbie&lt;/b&gt; was supposed to sing, but then she didn't.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me, Anna, Barbie, Vea, Cheska, Seira danced Dirty pop and Hotline. &lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jason&lt;/b&gt; sang, I forgot the song. It was deticated to &lt;u&gt;Wonhee&lt;/u&gt;(Karen) HAHA!



&lt;br&gt;We ate &lt;b&gt;alot&lt;/b&gt;. We drank alot of rootbeer too, YUMMY! HAHA!
&lt;Br&gt;I have so many gifts, around 22. HA! That's without the relatives yet! :") HAHA!

&lt;Br&gt;I &amp;hearts; my classmates, their &lt;i&gt;the best!&lt;/i&gt;. Even tho teachers gets mad at us, I still LOVE them!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116677401592769152?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116677401592769152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-party-wohoo-you-rock-guys-33.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116677401592769152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116677401592769152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-party-wohoo-you-rock-guys-33.html' title='Christmas Party @ School.'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116450511968528744</id><published>2006-11-26T08:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:03:36.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Family, One La Salle. Woo!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, It was still fair. I got caught like 10 times &amp; 8 times Last Thursday. &lt;br&gt;So equally I got caught 18 times all in all. It sucks being Grade 4. You wont be caught that much, After atm of like 1:30 I think. 
&lt;br&gt;The catchers &lt;b&gt;Stopped&lt;/b&gt; catching &lt;b&gt;Grade 4.&lt;/b&gt; So it began to &lt;b&gt;SUCK More.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;There was something funny, We got caught at &lt;b&gt;PBB Booth.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The challenge there is you sing or dance.
&lt;br&gt;We wanted to dance, so we did &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No Bail.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then we dance, hahaha. It was like sorta embarassing. &lt;u&gt;SORTA ONLY.&lt;/u&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;And then we got caught in &lt;b&gt;Limbo Garter Booth.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;All of us did &lt;b&gt;No Bail.&lt;/b&gt; 
&lt;Br&gt;Then when it was &lt;b&gt;Anna's turn&lt;/b&gt; She had to do Limbo &lt;b&gt; AND &lt;/b&gt; Garter &lt;b&gt;14 Times.&lt;/b&gt; She got stucked at only  &lt;b&gt;5 times,&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Then the rest we did &lt;b&gt;Bail!&lt;/b&gt; ahaha. Its so hard pala! :P
&lt;bR&gt;Then we watched  &lt;b&gt;La Salle Idol&lt;/b&gt; for awhile. 
&lt;br&gt;The winner was &lt;b&gt;Ate Freya.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;And the voters choice. who won there was &lt;b&gt;Dimple Yap.&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then the next day was &lt;b&gt;" One Family,One La Salle "&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Thats the day our Dance competition starts, We finished our song for like 2 mins and like 30+ secs... Its too SHORT.
&lt;br&gt;And we had a mistake in the end, Its like all of us are &lt;b&gt;"Huh?!" "Whats the next step?!"&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then the announcment of the winners,  
&lt;br&gt;Then the announcer said &lt;b&gt;2nd runner up section E!!&lt;/b&gt; 
So all of us &lt;u&gt;SHOUTED YAAAAAAAY! WOOOOOO!&lt;/u&gt; 
&lt;Br&gt;Then when we looked at the envelope, It was section &lt;i&gt;D.&lt;/i&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;Its like, what an &lt;b&gt;Embarrasment dude!&lt;/b&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, Thanks for reading! :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blink&gt;Ella Eunice&amp;hearts; &amp;Uuml;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116450511968528744?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116450511968528744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-family-one-la-salle-yea-bohy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116450511968528744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116450511968528744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-family-one-la-salle-yea-bohy.html' title='One Family, One La Salle. Woo!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116383321690519436</id><published>2006-11-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:00:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advance happie b-day to my lil bro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well.. My Lil Brother is goin' to have a party tomarrow. Cause Its he's 7th Birthday, Im Excited for him,, And thats also the day that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manny and Morales&lt;/span&gt; will fight... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand Finale, &lt;/span&gt;And I hope Manny will win,, We Filipino's have a full trust in him! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO MANNY!~&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.... =)... My mom's already fixing the games or whatever for mig's birthday tomorrow,, There will be alot of guess.... o_o... NUU!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stamped!!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha... jokeis~ ah well,, Since im the leader on Science project and has to be submitted on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday. &lt;/span&gt;Well.. At least Ms. Amy Moncado, Will still give us 20mins. Just to make some polish... or checking... I hope we get high... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM THE ONLY ONE WHO DID IT MOST. THEY JUST PLAY WITH MY CRAYONS :'(... &lt;/span&gt;I hate being the only girl... In the group.. And your groupmates are sooo..... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANNOYIN'.. My groupmates, Just stare at the WORK&lt;/span&gt;.... And let them me do it! Is that a group work at all?!?! Its like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF GUYS?! YOU DIDNT EVEN CONTRIBUTED.&lt;/span&gt; The only person that contributed in my group is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan King.&lt;/span&gt; I thought King Mathias will be contributing..,, But what?! He did not! I thought he was responsible cause he's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vise President in the CLASS. Being a Vise President &lt;/span&gt;in the class is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gawd damn HARD WORK...&lt;/span&gt; As in like you are responsible to keep the class &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiet&lt;/span&gt; when the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President  &lt;/span&gt;isnt around... I thought also that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan King &lt;/span&gt;wont contribute.. But the one that I thought was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OPPOSITE..&lt;/span&gt; well.. as  "DUH" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angelo...  &lt;/span&gt;Ruins our project... He wrote something using my  Its soo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invisibility Ballpen..&lt;/span&gt;Its sooo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annoying...  &lt;/span&gt;I was like i wanna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;explode them as in like SHOUT at him... like " ANGELO! " WHY DID YOU WROTE SOMETHING IN OUR PROJECT! " I KNOW ITS INVISIBILITY BUT! I CAN STILL BE SEEN! "  &lt;/span&gt;Its such a big ache in my head...  And the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOYS &lt;/span&gt;in our classroom was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoying also,, &lt;/span&gt;cause... They dont want to share seats,, basta... Its a long story... nyahaha... Im tired to tell stories.And even to type.. Cause when I give stories... Its usually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONG..&lt;/span&gt; haha... well thats all.! I'll tell you what happened in the birthday of my Lil Brother Tomorrow.! &lt;333~&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116383321690519436?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116383321690519436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/advance-happie-b-day-to-my-lil-bro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116383321690519436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116383321690519436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/advance-happie-b-day-to-my-lil-bro.html' title='Advance happie b-day to my lil bro!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116368645957189622</id><published>2006-11-16T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T18:47:02.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a weird poem. w/ yani =P</title><content type='html'>Well.. In English time Me and Marianne a.ka. Yani made weird peom.. Its with Figures of Speech: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simile,Metaphor&amp;Personification&lt;/span&gt;... Well... I'll show our weird peom..btw, Me and Marianne a.k.a Yani  made it...
                            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;

The Sun,Sky&amp;Moon.
             
The sun is like the moon,that shines in the afternoon.
The sky is water that's in the air.It is lonely and Bear.
The Sun and Moon chases each other,But the sky calms them down.
But The Sun and Moon never listens&amp;amp;The Sky Frowns;&lt;/span&gt;

Its sucks right?! haha.. I made a peom before.. But it was submitted to Ms.Eden.. :(.. And I cant remember what was it... Its a peom to Mama Mary or is it about Mama Mary.. basta something like that... And I was really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; awhile ago. When me and Yani we're making words/sentence in our Activity peom.. Its soo weird kasi... The words/sentence..Its like... huh?! wahtaheckk?!?!... parang ganun... And then also the peom of Pio and Rico.. Its not that g00d.. But soo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funny and sooo Weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And our adviser was absent again... :'(
Our LT#1 in A.P. was returned.. And guess what I got? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got PERFECT! w00t~ 30/30!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was like.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazed! and Shocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Me and Yani are the only one who got perfect.. haha.. Jami our smartest of all got 26/30. Not bad! :)... Dba we had a practical test in Physical Education(P.E.) In Freestyle.. I'm advance na nun ah.. :P I got perfect! 20/20! Its it lucky week? haha.. :P...
And I'm doin' good at Math again.. :) But some in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GCF, &lt;/span&gt;I dont really get it... And my Tutor. Is making me advance already,, I know how to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LCM na...&lt;/span&gt; But not that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good yet,, &lt;/span&gt;Like what people say.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Practice makes perfect!" &lt;/span&gt;Right?!... And I have a quiz on A.P. quiz#3... I hope I get perfect or 13 and above.. Its over 15... =) And Ms.Olive said.. to get 90% plus.. Your quiz score should be like.. 13 and above! goo! goo! goo! hahaha.... Im still hyper this time... I wonder until tamarrow... Lets see!! hahaha... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate my groupmates. In Science,, In the Project Makin'.. They're
Ryan King(not that good.)
Enrique Matias(Helps... "trys")
Angelo De Mesa(does nothing!)

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well.. Thats all! for.. today?! Oh YEAH ON MORE THING! FTW~ Gr.4-7 Section E!! I hope we win!~! WIN!! ahaha,&lt;/span&gt;&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/33784068-116368645957189622?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116368645957189622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-made-weird-poem-w-yani-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116368645957189622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116368645957189622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-made-weird-poem-w-yani-p.html' title='I made a weird poem. w/ yani =P'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116359954138004390</id><published>2006-11-15T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:05:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grabeh... I &lt;3 na dis termm!!! EXCITING! wahoo!!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha... Grabeh hyper ba aq ngayon?... Grabeh. mdyo na babadtrip na aq sa skuL... eh ksi paano ba nman... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Todo asar eh..&lt;/span&gt; gwa skin... Grabeh badtrip ko... 1 wk. straight ata na Badtrip... ehh ksi banaman... Sbi ko kay ms. naiinis na tlga aq... parang wla nmang paki... khit anuhin lamang.. like i warning... asus.. Grabeh tlga... Ang kukulet.. d madala sa pag usap ksi sbihin mo " Shut up " wlang paki.. An srap nga sapakin ehh... KUNG PWEDE LNG.. Nagawa ko na un.. as in sapok! hahaha... grbeh ko tlga! w00shh! haha... Todo na e2... lpit na faiirr!!! And nagagandahan aq sa sayaw nmin! haha... w00sh! Dirty pop! u rockk!! hahaha... pro sa banda chorus.. msyado mabilis.. nahihirapan aq. ksi ang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BILIS..&lt;/span&gt; as in like w00sshhh.... Nahuhuli ako... haha.. natutuwa nga aq.. ksi kmi Gr.4 &amp; 5 master na nmin ung &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; steps nmin and sabay-sabay pa. ehh samantala sli di sabay-sabay... Kaya parang they are " admiring us! " nyahaha... Yabang n0h?! joke lng!! well... dats all for 2day.. bbye na pow. :) School da nxt day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116359954138004390?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116359954138004390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/grabeh-i-3-na-dis-termm-exciting-wahoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116359954138004390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116359954138004390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/grabeh-i-3-na-dis-termm-exciting-wahoo.html' title='Grabeh... I &lt;3 na dis termm!!! EXCITING! wahoo!!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116316481988732263</id><published>2006-11-10T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:20:20.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w00t! FAIR! nearrr!!</title><content type='html'>Ohh gawwddd.... FAIR is sooo Near... Im so excited! grabeh... Our dance in our " dance competition " is, One two step and Dirty Pop... We are gonna practice I think the dance on Tues. next week.. And we are gonna have our practical test in swimming next week Wednesday.. WISH ME LUCK! hahaha... Our fair is on 23 and 24.. Will I quit amazing race or no?! hhheelppp!! I dont know if I should or I should not.... help!help!help! ehh.. I have dance competition the next day.. Its gonna be frustration... sigh.. I think I will quit amazing race nlng.. and stay at Dance.. I will always &lt;3 dancing :).. I wish section E will win.. I wish.. haaha.. Well.. Thats all! BBye~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116316481988732263?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116316481988732263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/w00t-fair-nearrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116316481988732263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116316481988732263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/w00t-fair-nearrr.html' title='w00t! FAIR! nearrr!!'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116298919917127836</id><published>2006-11-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:33:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang.. wlang swimming..</title><content type='html'>Ok.. The 1st thing I have to say is I wasnt able to swim cause I forgot my things and I have something. And our practical test will be next week. sigghh.. I hope I passed the freestyle with no board next week. :P I WISH! hahaha.. I woke up at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5:45 or something.&lt;/span&gt; w/e.. Then I went to take a bath..
Eat breakfast.. Btw,my breakfast was... Hotdog. hahaha.. Then we left at? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6:45&lt;/span&gt; Late na kmi.. =(.. I came in school at 7:51 na.. 1st bell na. XD. Buti nga 1st bell.. naka abot pa ako.. hahaha.. :).. Den we had Guidance class.. We had a groupin' Our members are... Gino,Siera,Barbie,Marianne,Me.. And I cant remember the others.. o_o.. We're gonna have like a ROLL PLAY. About the story that our teacher read us.. :P Good thing I aint the Leader. :). And then in Filipino. We are gonna have like a making of "Magazine" or something.. And our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LEADER SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt; Its EJ and John.. 2 dumb headeds.. haha.. Joke lng. :P.. Yay~ My mom allowed me to go to the audition! hahaha.. w00t~ w00t~... I have to run their.. cause WONHEE. She also wants to join the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dance Audition&lt;/span&gt; But Ms.Gina said only 5. 
Dpat kmi nlng nina: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anthony,Yani,Anna,Me&amp;Cheska(But I dont really think Cheska is good at dancing &gt;.&gt; No offense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
So I have to RUUNN~~ hahaha.. But the problem is I have _____ eh... ._. OH NO! hahaha... =X

Our parents is goin' home tomorrow night nah! w00t~ yay~ hahaha.. XD. I miss them! &lt;33
I wish they have pasalubong! hahaha...

OH GAWD.. I didnt notice FAIR is almost near! soooo near! November. 22-24 ata.. or 23-24.. Iunno.. O_o..

Well.. I better eat lunch and watch my favourite " Teleserye " Is that the right spelling? O_o..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33784068-116298919917127836?l=cottoncandy67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/feeds/116298919917127836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/sayang-wlang-swimming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116298919917127836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33784068/posts/default/116298919917127836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cottoncandy67.blogspot.com/2006/11/sayang-wlang-swimming.html' title='Sayang.. wlang swimming..'/><author><name>Eunice!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05001861213879064789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHG7fDf-nPE/TiroKQ5Z1VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WF-8Zo5GtMA/s220/IMG_1845-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33784068.post-116290990744527535</id><published>2006-11-07T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:31:48.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! Op is DONE!</title><content type='html'>YES! At last the O.P. Filipino is done! haha.. Our group got the highest score! :P
&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17/20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; w00t~ hahaha.. I thought we are goin' to be 16 or something... =P Good thing we practiced at Lunch ( Even though I was starving &gt;.&gt;) I got soo... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SRICT.&lt;/span&gt; So they will cooperate.. :P.. And we also practice 10 mins before time for Science.. haha. XD. Then our Science Long Test#1 is returned.. Well for ME. I got low. Its 31.5/40.. ITS LOW... &gt;.&lt; Well, At least I passed. haha.. But I feel soo &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DISAPPOINTED&lt;/span&gt; about me this year.. :(.. I feel like I wont get 1st honor This term nor last term sigh.. I have to do more STUDIES. Than Games and Internet surfing.. Huhuhu... So I could make  "Bawi" with my grades. Sigh.. I want to go to the Dance Audition but.. Its up to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ms. Gina said every Tuesdays and Thursdays.. :P.. eh. XD.
I Better tell this about my mom first before I attend. haha :) But I wish I can. XD.
Hopefully.. YES! Swimming tamarrow. haha... &lt;3 It~

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