<?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-11485553</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:48:01.619-08:00</updated><category term='positive thinking mode'/><title type='text'>SIMPLE THOUGHTS</title><subtitle type='html'>Find out what goes on in the mind of a weirdo who has a lot to say. Dive into the realm of my dreams and find out where my overactive imagination takes you.Get a taste of my deepest thoughts and enjoy with my simple pleasures.Get to know the kid who loves dolls and cartoons, the frustrated writer who adores scribbling, the Catholic who worships God and the traveller who continually searches for her one true star.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-5334051122452978974</id><published>2008-04-18T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:44:40.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond my castle</title><content type='html'>In a few months it will be a year since i last opened this account. gosh! i can't believe that i could have gone on for so long without writing. That is so not me. Well lately, i don't really feel like me anymore. So much has happened and is happening that i can barely put anything into words anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princess has gone way beyond the walls of her castle. She has encountered so much adventures. She chose to go off the path and she LEARNED. yup, through the hard way, she learned never to rush, never to assume, never to believe that things will always be the way they are. Yes, she truly is a princess. Wherever she goes, she finds throngs of people willing to please and love her. Yet no matter how much she wants to return all that, she still ends up hurting all those who wanted nothing but to make her happy. Maybe the ways of the castle is what made her into a selfish brat who knows nothing but to make others cry, make them sad, and then make them blame themselves. Its weird, what kind of gift or curse she has that nobody thinks she's to blame on anything and turn on themselves instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world offers itself at her feet but how can she be happy? The path's too rough and the forest too thick that all she wants now is to go back to her castle and sleep and dream of the day that her imprisoned heart will be set free and her unwillful mind will finally see all the answers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-5334051122452978974?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/5334051122452978974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=5334051122452978974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/5334051122452978974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/5334051122452978974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2008/04/beyond-my-castle.html' title='beyond my castle'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-8275339029176749351</id><published>2007-06-07T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T06:29:56.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a88/Fri_Dark_Angel_13/Anime%20Quotes/sadnessandjoy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-8275339029176749351?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/8275339029176749351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=8275339029176749351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/8275339029176749351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/8275339029176749351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/06/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a88/Fri_Dark_Angel_13/Anime%20Quotes/th_sadnessandjoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-715174756758714410</id><published>2007-06-07T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T06:16:25.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The writer's hand also becomes tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It becomes fed up with stringing words, creating a world that does not exist, indulging one's self into fantasies that are neither real nor possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sometimes the pen also loses its ink, it becomes tired of writing lies, useless stuff that does nothing but create an illussion. An illusion when uncovered will bring nothing but grief, like the truth that only hurts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sometimes the paper is better left alone, its pureness is better left preserved. That way words will not be able to contaminate its innocence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They say writers have the wildest imagination because they are capable of making a few simple words come to life. Yet sometimes its unhealthy to live in a world of imagination because once you woke up, the numbness subsides and unbearable pain follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, its better to just let the writer's hand keep quiet. Its better to focus only on what is real and not on the world the hand writes. Because most of the time, the pain the real world gives is easier to cope with than the pain a sudden wake up call pushes on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-715174756758714410?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/715174756758714410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=715174756758714410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/715174756758714410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/715174756758714410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/06/writers-hand-also-becomes-tired.html' title='the writer'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-8515940775941480552</id><published>2007-05-16T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T05:17:12.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Rkr05AJp_wI/AAAAAAAAACs/HON9pfGY6js/s1600-h/harry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065129991061765890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Rkr05AJp_wI/AAAAAAAAACs/HON9pfGY6js/s200/harry.bmp" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;REALLY REALLY EXCITED FOR THE FIFTH HARRY POTTER MOVIE - HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JULY 13, 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-8515940775941480552?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/8515940775941480552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=8515940775941480552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/8515940775941480552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/8515940775941480552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/05/harry.html' title='harry'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Rkr05AJp_wI/AAAAAAAAACs/HON9pfGY6js/s72-c/harry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-877557481473256519</id><published>2007-05-16T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T05:06:22.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>may 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RkrvnQJp_uI/AAAAAAAAACc/65ng_VRv9S8/s1600-h/aboto.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065124188560948962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RkrvnQJp_uI/AAAAAAAAACc/65ng_VRv9S8/s200/aboto.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;May 14 Elections: &lt;/strong&gt;Ito ang aking unang beses na bumoto. Kung iisipin malayo sa magulong eleksyon na ating napapanood sa TV ang aking naranasan. Hindi rin ako sa loob ng classroom bumoto. Sa basketball court dinaos ang botohan dito at walang masyadong tao. Wala pang 30 minutes ay tapos na ang aking pagsagawa sa isa sa aking mga karapatan-ang bumoto. Pero kung naging madali sa akin ito, alam ko na hindi lahat ay naging kasing swerte ko. Maraming tao sa ibang lugar ang kinailangan pang masaktan o magbuwis ng buhay para lang sa eleksyon. Walang kwentang pagkamatay kung iisipin. Buhay para lang sa pagnanais ng iba na magkaroon ng pera at kapangyarihan. Kung pwede lang sana na maging simple ang pagboto. Sana sa susunod na maging bahagi ako nito, wala ng karahasan na maririnig sa balita. Sana simpleng pagsulat na lang ng pangalan sa balota at mapayapang pagbibilang.&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/11485553-877557481473256519?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/877557481473256519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=877557481473256519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/877557481473256519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/877557481473256519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-14.html' title='may 14'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RkrvnQJp_uI/AAAAAAAAACc/65ng_VRv9S8/s72-c/aboto.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-8733744321841394764</id><published>2007-05-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:25:01.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been lonely for so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just in case I ever need em again someday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been setting aside time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; I've been searching but I just don't see the signs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know that it's out there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not just somebody just to get me throught the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I could use some direction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And if I open my heart again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel I need inspiration &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not just another negotiation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And if I open my heart to you I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; And if you help me to start again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-8733744321841394764?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/8733744321841394764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=8733744321841394764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/8733744321841394764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/8733744321841394764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/05/way-back-into-love-ive-been-living-with.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-2765161473819742096</id><published>2007-05-10T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:19:14.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"No Ordinary Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This could have been just another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But instead we're standing here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;No need for words, it's all been said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;in the way you hold me near &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I was alone on this journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You came along to comfort me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Everything I want in life is right here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This is not your ordinary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;no ordinary love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I was not prepared enough to fall so deep in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This is not your ordinary no ordinary love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You were the first to touch my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Made everything right again with your extraordinary love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I get so weak when you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I get lost inside your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sometimes the magic is hard to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but you're here before my weary eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;you brought joy to my world set me so free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I want you to understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;you are every breath that I breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;From the very first time that we kissed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I knew that I just couldn't let you go at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;From this day on, remember this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;That you're the only one that I adore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Can't we make this last forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This can't be a dream cause it feels so good to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-2765161473819742096?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/2765161473819742096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=2765161473819742096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/2765161473819742096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/2765161473819742096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-6495320480609113307</id><published>2007-04-24T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T04:28:02.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive thinking mode'/><title type='text'>monsters....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="502" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h239/luisaLove13/sadsadako.jpg" width="620" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Whoever said that monsters in movies are not capable of sadness and hurt? i think that they too found no escape from this fate. Most of them has their own stories why they ever became monsters. Even the feared Sadako has her good side and sob story in Ring O. We cannot escape from it. Heartaches, frustration, loss and pain are parts of our lives. No matter how we try to run or hide in our shells to get protected, we'll never be able to get away from it. We'll hurt others and they'll hurt us. Its part of the cycle of life. All we have to remember is that every monster story we feared when we were children has a corresponding fairy tale with a happy ending. And if such fairy tales are hard to find, there's always monsters inc. where we'll find kitty and mike, monsters who makes us smile. Life may throw all kinds of stones at us but we should never be scared. Or else we'll end up like these monsters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-6495320480609113307?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/6495320480609113307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=6495320480609113307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/6495320480609113307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/6495320480609113307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/04/monsters.html' 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Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-2746255178003658683?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/2746255178003658683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=2746255178003658683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/2746255178003658683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/2746255178003658683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Rh7yFTrAjPI/AAAAAAAAACM/UW59rJ77BYI/s320/Image(1338).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is BSA 2A's bonding at Vista del Rio. It is the first time that we went somewhere as a class. It was loads of fun though very difficult to organize..hehe.. Sobrang saya namin kasi kahit papano medyo buong class ang nautong sumama. haha. Times like this are hard to do over again. At least this pic will remind us kung gaano kami kasaya with each other kahit maglalaho na yung iba. Gud luck guys! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-1543260899095419927?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/1543260899095419927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=1543260899095419927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/1543260899095419927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/1543260899095419927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-bsa-2as-bonding-at-vista-del.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Rh7yFTrAjPI/AAAAAAAAACM/UW59rJ77BYI/s72-c/Image(1338).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-2518239855430913559</id><published>2007-03-03T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T19:32:31.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>opposites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Reo7sdI9auI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VrorKPCFU1c/s1600-h/normal_angil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037904768089811682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Reo7sdI9auI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VrorKPCFU1c/s320/normal_angil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life is filled with opposites. You laugh today then cry tomorrow. You try to be good but end up being a bad person and hurting evryone. You try to find light but you can never escape from darkness. You end up so confused. Torn between what you want and what others want for you. Until one day you just stop, pretend that everything is alright but inside you the battle goes on. The silent tears of your soul pours. It reminds you of a time when everything was simple and happiness was just around the corner. A time when you never had to choose because there was nothing to lose.. A time that is long gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Life is a tension of opposites. You want to do one thing but you are bound to do another"   ---------Tuesdays with Morrie..Mitch Albom----------.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-2518239855430913559?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/2518239855430913559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=2518239855430913559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/2518239855430913559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/2518239855430913559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/03/opposites.html' title='opposites'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Reo7sdI9auI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VrorKPCFU1c/s72-c/normal_angil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-6789441533771584330</id><published>2007-02-17T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:44:31.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/Rdb4PtdsEuI/AAAAAAAAABo/eC1IN9PdjIc/s1600-h/wanna.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032482582418952930" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdbyIddsEpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t3BXgpGMChg/s320/sad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-3047297717546474954?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/3047297717546474954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=3047297717546474954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/3047297717546474954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/3047297717546474954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdbyIddsEpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t3BXgpGMChg/s72-c/sad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-6158203795048386630</id><published>2007-02-17T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:04:24.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdbqWddsEnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CKCsRedr29s/s1600-h/tet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032467305220280946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdbqWddsEnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CKCsRedr29s/s320/tet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Snow White ate a poisonous apple before he found prince charming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cinderella needed a fairy godmother just to be able to attend the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sleeping Beauty waited a hundred years before his prince woke him up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Belle almost missed the inner beauty of the beast because of his appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ariel had to change herself just to be with her loved one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jasmine and Aladdin needed a genie for their love story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Love never came easy, even for those in fairy tales, so never expect that yours will come without hardship. That's impossible. Love only finds a happy ending after all the tears run dry, after sacrifices has been made and hearts had been broken. Most of the time, the sweetest love story comes from the hardest one. Its not true that happy endings are only in fairy tales. All of us will find happy endings, it just waits for the right time. So don't fret if yours is not here yet, remember what the emperor in Disney's Mulan said, "The flower that blooms in adversity becomes the most beautiful of them all".&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-6158203795048386630?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/6158203795048386630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=6158203795048386630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/6158203795048386630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/6158203795048386630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow-white-ate-poisonous-apple-before.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdbqWddsEnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CKCsRedr29s/s72-c/tet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-6807305885587508890</id><published>2007-02-16T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:41:41.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdWomtdsEmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sPYEYTY3Mjg/s1600-h/anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032113541649011298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdWomtdsEmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sPYEYTY3Mjg/s320/anime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whiteness glimmers in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dawn bends through the pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fog, soft as cobwebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Clinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Close as a lingering ache, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;orRejected love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mournful, ashen cheeked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Muted, beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Leeching naïve day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To congealed moonlight-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                                  Milky wormwood memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                                  Warm breath once shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                                 Mist on the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                                 Atomized shimmering droplets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                                 Breath on a cold silver mirrorMist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;--ADAPTED--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-6807305885587508890?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/6807305885587508890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=6807305885587508890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/6807305885587508890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/6807305885587508890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/02/fog-whiteness-glimmers-in-dawn-bends.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-0xMFP7UK8/RdWomtdsEmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sPYEYTY3Mjg/s72-c/anime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-117145966262141869</id><published>2007-02-14T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T05:27:42.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random musings</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first post in a long time. i kinda missed blogging. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated my 18th bday last feb 12 and i thank all those who shared in my special day. thank you thank you. it was fun and kinda overwhelming. i never knew so many people found me important. Thank you to all those who came last feb 10, to those who greeted me personally, to those who texted, those who greeted at twelve midnight, s mga ngcountdown, s mga tumawag (mga nkglobe n ng ten cents per second..hehe), s mga ngmessage at ngiwan ng testi s friendster ko. THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines...the big day for lovers. Its the one day of the year when flowers and balloons and chocolates pour. Though I didn't get anything from any special someone this year, i'm still happy. I celebrated it with my friends. I got wacky letters from them and we ate at Mcdonalds. Valentines day ended with bubblegum flavor Mcfloat and french fries. (courtesy ng mga nauto nmen ni jen..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone asks me what is the state of my love life this valentines, i'll say its how i wanted it to be. A movie once said "every woman has the exact love life that she wants" and in more ways than one, it is true. People who think it a necessity to have a special someone seem to always find a date and those who wish to stay single and enjoy alone do so. It is not whether you're sad or happy, you feel what you want to feel. and right now, i enjoy the lack of complications in my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it was a song that made me think. it was that song that made me feel special.. loved.. but it was also that song that taught me not to take advantage. It taught me not to hurt and though that song still plays, though it still causes pain, i know i've done my best to stop the tears. The song brought me happiness but if it causes someone else to cry then i guess it was never meant to be played."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-117145966262141869?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/117145966262141869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=117145966262141869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/117145966262141869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/117145966262141869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2007/02/random-musings.html' title='random musings'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115530350274090486</id><published>2006-08-11T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:38:22.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pErsOnaLity Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BFE9FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115530350274090486?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115530350274090486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115530350274090486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530350274090486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530350274090486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/08/personality-test.html' title='pErsOnaLity Test'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115530068607864663</id><published>2006-08-11T05:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T05:51:26.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mE..thE cEnteUr..hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Centaur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/centaur.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you are a very cautious and reserved person.&lt;br /&gt;However, you are also warm hearted, and you enjoy helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great teacher, and you are really good at helping people get their lives in order.&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive, and you go with your gut. You make good decisions easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115530068607864663?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115530068607864663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115530068607864663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530068607864663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530068607864663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/08/methe-centeurhehehe.html' title='mE..thE cEnteUr..hehehe'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115530045791257022</id><published>2006-08-11T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T05:47:37.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wRitEr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Film Writer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/film.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115530045791257022?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115530045791257022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115530045791257022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530045791257022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530045791257022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/08/writer.html' title='wRitEr...'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115530015892992134</id><published>2006-08-11T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T05:42:38.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nUmbEr!!!! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Number is 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovenumberquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a stubborn lover, holding your ground in every argument&lt;br /&gt;You take your time falling in love. You aren't the type to lose perspective.&lt;br /&gt;You are loyal (to a fault), and you require the same loyalty in your sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are a wise and inspiring partner - who sticks around.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovenumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Love Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115530015892992134?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115530015892992134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115530015892992134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530015892992134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115530015892992134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/08/number.html' title='nUmbEr!!!! =)'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115474627690433633</id><published>2006-08-04T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:51:16.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Business days are over...pagkatapos ng maraming aberya dahil sa mga bagyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the opening program where the professors just talk and talk and talk...Then we get to watch an exhibition game between faculty and sub ssc officers. It was hilarious. Then in the afternoon was the dating game. Jen got the luck of being picked as one of the searchees. She was so shocked. Binugbog nya ko n prng ako ang bumunot sa name nya. In the end she turned it into a big joke. She answered every question in a weird, full of humor way. haha&lt;br /&gt;That night was acoustic night. Verna joined as part of one of the bands and they ended in third place. So three cheers for Verna! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday started in a very confusing way. We all got messed up with the time we're all supposed to meet. Verna, Jen and Rhea went to school at 9 while Jovy, Phee, Hazel, Keila and me knew that the meeting time was 11. And Anne...was clueless. Nauwi s sumbatan n mdjo konting tampuhan n naayos dn nman bgo gabi.&lt;br /&gt;Ang agenda nmen is to make our scrapbook for our group. We have this group where we share stuff and read verses from the bible and talk about it. Parang BEC nung highschool. So we trotted off to Mcdo and overstayed...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;That night was socials with matching bingo. Sayang di kami nanalo. Sayang ang 5000 n prize money. hehehe Socials was fun pero KJ daw ako dhil ayokong sumayaw. Oh well ganyan talaga ang buhay...hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115474627690433633?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115474627690433633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115474627690433633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115474627690433633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115474627690433633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/08/business-days-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115431757138212213</id><published>2006-07-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:46:11.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOVE SURVEY.........WEIRD!!!!.........HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times can you honestly say&lt;br /&gt;you've&lt;br /&gt;been in love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; d p yata..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hmmm...yeS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you should become friends&lt;br /&gt;with someone first? y?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yEs, pRa mging cOmfoRtable kau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nOt riLi...d p nainlOve eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about long-distance&lt;br /&gt;relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; it wiLl take real haRd wOrk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts on online relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; tRaditionaL xe aku eh..sO not riLi intO it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather date someone five years&lt;br /&gt;older or five years younger?y?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 5 yearS older...gUys dnt maturE easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a friend as more than a&lt;br /&gt;friend? how many?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; mdjO...oncE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the statement, "Once a cheater&lt;br /&gt;always a cheater"?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nOt reaLly...everybOdy deseRves a sEcond chancE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that it&lt;br /&gt;hurt &amp; you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i cRied but was nOt sure if its lovE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 2...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you usually fall for a wrong guy/girl or the&lt;br /&gt;right guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; di kO aLam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; pUrplE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your views on gay marriages?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i nEither accEpt nOr rejEct it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; yaTa...i'm nOt sure kng nbReaK nga ung hart nya...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever given or been given roses?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; given...nopE  bEen givEn...yeS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the one who makes the move or do&lt;br /&gt;you wait for them to make the move?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; wAit......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your all time favorite romance movie?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; a wALk tO rEmembEr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you're 79 &amp; your spouse/wife just&lt;br /&gt;died,would you remarry after they died &amp; you were&lt;br /&gt;married for 60 years?y?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nOpe...i'll bE tOo oLd 4 dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is remarriage betrayal?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; nOt rEally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what age did you start noticing the&lt;br /&gt;opposite/same sex? and who?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; gRade 5 aku nun...eWan n kng cnO..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song do you want played as you walk&lt;br /&gt;down the aisle?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; thE traditional sOng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are most high school kids infatuated or in love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; infAtuatEd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your first love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hmm.. ewan...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the longest you've ever liked someone?&lt;br /&gt;and who?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 4 yeArs...d kO ssbihin kng cnO...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give up everything for love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; hndE lahat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your life be incomplete without love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; xempre nmn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you notice first in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; ung eyEs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like most about your crush?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; kaLokohan nya...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; right now? mAybE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; pG mayaman n kO...hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115431757138212213?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115431757138212213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115431757138212213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115431757138212213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115431757138212213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115431561855478888</id><published>2006-07-30T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:13:38.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When There Was Me And You - VANESSA ANNE HUDGENS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny when you find yourself &lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here but all I want&lt;br /&gt;Is to be over there&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let myself believe&lt;br /&gt;Miracles could happen&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I have to pretend &lt;br /&gt;That I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were my fairytale&lt;br /&gt;A dream when I'm not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;A wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Thats coming true&lt;br /&gt;But everybody else could tell&lt;br /&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore I knew the melody&lt;br /&gt;That I heard you singing&lt;br /&gt;And when you smiled &lt;br /&gt;You made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I could sing along&lt;br /&gt;But then you went and changed the words&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is empty&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know your not a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;And dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And wishes on a star &lt;br /&gt;Just don't come true&lt;br /&gt;Cause now even I tell &lt;br /&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;Cause I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that&lt;br /&gt;I could be so blind&lt;br /&gt;It's like you were floating&lt;br /&gt;While I was falling&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;Thought you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115431561855478888?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115431561855478888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115431561855478888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115431561855478888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115431561855478888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-there-was-me-and-you-vanessa-anne.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115417758561246329</id><published>2006-07-29T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T05:53:05.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When God gives us something, it should serve a purpose. It should either make us happy or make us stronger. Or at least, ito ang paniwala ko...dba nga kung ano ang pinaniniwalaan mo, un n ang ngging lifestyle mo...haaaay...ano nga b 2ng mga cnasabi ko?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana hindi n lng ako ganito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana umayos ang takbo ng utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana bato n lng ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana hindi bawiin 2ng saya n to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maintindihan kong hindi ako dpat mgng masaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana naiintindihan ko mga sinusulat ko ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115417758561246329?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115417758561246329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115417758561246329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115417758561246329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115417758561246329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-god-gives-us-something-it-should.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-115354924987877793</id><published>2006-07-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:20:49.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and here's my answer to daph daph's plea...&lt;br /&gt;words have been escaping me lately. Maybe that's why i have not been posting. Mostly I have forgotten how to write, how to put my feelings into words and how to make letters come alive. My feelings are close to mimicking a giant amusement park. Its a roller coaster of joy and depression. Its full of the confusion of laughing people and hopeful eyes. It gives the gentle whirl and comforting music of a merry go round. A merry-go-round that seems pretty but the truth is that it goes nowhere except in circles. I see the world only at a distance, like i'm atop a giant ferris wheel where i can't do anything but watch other people having fun, bask in the beautiful lights and enjoy the soft wind without actually touching it or feeling it because i feel that if i tried to become a part of it and leave my ferris wheel, i'll fall and get hurt. I see a lot of games offering great prizes but I never win. Someone else always gets what I want. All that is left for me are ugly consolation gifts that i neither want nor need. And those too in time desert me. They all leave, until I'm left alone. I remain in the middle of the crowd with people passing me but never looking at me. I'm left to watch but never be a part. Cause its just me...alone me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-115354924987877793?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/115354924987877793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=115354924987877793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115354924987877793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/115354924987877793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-heres-my-answer-to-daph-daphs-plea.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-114544207607883652</id><published>2006-04-19T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T03:21:16.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wELcOme bAcK mE!!! =)</title><content type='html'>After months of silence...I welcome you back to my blog...with the new template, i might add. &lt;courtesy of my cousin&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has started for most of us. Its nice to hear from some of my high school friends again. Although some will only be in Tarlac for a while because they need to take summer classes. Then there's me...the official homebody of the summer vacation. There's nowhere to go. So I'm enjoying the luxury of unplanned days and time filled with nothing. After all its only for two months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Beth's debut on Saturday which is the same night as Anne's. Why do they have to schedule these things on the same date. Now, I won't be able to go to Anne's. Shame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is officially back to normal. No more weirdness and shocking events. Is that good or bad? Hmmmmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-114544207607883652?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/114544207607883652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=114544207607883652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/114544207607883652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/114544207607883652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcome-back-me.html' title='wELcOme bAcK mE!!! =)'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113767969829087046</id><published>2006-01-19T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:08:18.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mGa baGaY sA uTaK kO!</title><content type='html'>Midterms is over!...The results are not that good but its not that bad either so I guess that's fine...I think!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blabbing and blabbing now cause I miss writing. I miss it soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Tarlac National High School kanina. Sinama ako nila Hazel and Jennifer. Nakakatuwa! Nilibot nila ako tapos tinuro nila mga iba't ibang places dun. Yung kung san sila tumatambay nung high school, classrooms nila, pinakilala pa ku sa teacher nila. Sabi ko nga parang nakakaligaw yung school nila. Its weird kasi before I thought hindi ko sila makakasundo kasi they all know each other from way way back and there are a lot of things I don't know about them cause wala ako nung nangyari yun pero I'm glad na npakapatient nila sa pageexplain sa mga bagay na hindi ako makarelate. Sabi ko nga next time sa Pirit nman kami pumunta, buhay ko nman ang ipapakita ko sa kanila!....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nanood ako ng sine...Exorcism of Emily Rose...hindi aku masyado natakot kasi may nagkwento n sakin kya wala na masyadong thrill...kasama ko nman nanood sila Jenny, Mona, Diane, Petong, Gigi and Keith. Nakakatawa kami katagal namin sa labas ng sinehan, nagdedebate kung ano ang papanoorin...yun saya saya...theraphy para makalimot sa problema sa schoolworks...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE OF MOOD&lt;br /&gt;Its true what they say. Time really teaches someone so much. It even teaches one to change, to learn, to forget, or even to outgrow anything. Yes, its not easy to get away from old habits and to forget people who once became a part of your life. There are times when I feel like I would never get over it but I do and now I realize, I always do...&lt;br /&gt;I saw her...the her that once made me feel like I want to break all my beliefs and my stand on stuff...the her that made me want to do the wrong thing and act abnormally even just once in my life...the her that used to drive me crazy, make me into something I'm not...and the her that turns the rational, controlled me into a weird, compulsive beyond reason person.........And you know what makes me happy now? Its the fact that even if I remember her, remember all the stuff that happened, I don't remember the feelings anymore. And yes, that makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Sa makakabasa nito, pag tinanong nyo ko idedeny ko pa rin tong kawirduha kong to. Pagbigyan nyo na ko minsan minsan lang naman ako maloka!...hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113767969829087046?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113767969829087046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113767969829087046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113767969829087046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113767969829087046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/01/mga-bagay-sa-utak-ko.html' title='mGa baGaY sA uTaK kO!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113714542948291167</id><published>2006-01-13T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T01:43:49.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its midterm week next week, so i probably won't use the internet. i gotta study because I feel like my grades are falling.....fast!!! Lord help me!!!! please.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from our PE practice. I'm really hopeless in PE, I swear! We are gonna perform a folk dance for our midterm practicum and yes, I'm bad at it! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?, I really can't dance...shoot me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113714542948291167?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113714542948291167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113714542948291167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113714542948291167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113714542948291167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-midterm-week-next-week-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113661300817472348</id><published>2006-01-06T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:50:08.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HapPy nEw yEaR!!!</title><content type='html'>My first post for the new year...hmmmmmm...what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First...a journey to the past...let's reflect on my life during 2005. &lt;br /&gt;January, February and March were full of the anxieties and excitement of graduating high school. It was a jumble of rushing schoolworks,newspaper and annual works and enjoying time with friends at our dear Alma Matter. &lt;br /&gt;April and May was my summer vacation that was so full of questions. It was the "where will you study?" time. Decisions were made and the nervousness grows. It was also the till we meet again time for us classmates and friends.&lt;br /&gt;June-October was the adjustment time. The first sem of my first year in college. So much happened that I can't mention all. Let's just say I'm happy in so many ways and grateful. I had disappointments but things worked out. Thank you Lord!&lt;br /&gt;November-December, second sem started and well things got harder. I don't know if i can still keep up but I'm trying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the story continues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is okay. Schoolwork is frustrating but that's normal...i guess...&lt;br /&gt;Friends are fine...I see my high school friends when we have time and I'm glad things are still the same between us. I'm also happy with my college friends. They rock!!!....=)&lt;br /&gt;Love life???...none...i'm young!..hahaha...and to repeat my, hazel's and jen's favorite newfound line..."Ayokong maghanap dahil ayokong makakita dahil ayokong makasakit!"...hehehe...diba prang galing sa pelikula...hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy new year everyone!!! God loves us!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113661300817472348?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113661300817472348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113661300817472348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113661300817472348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113661300817472348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HapPy nEw yEaR!!!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113495938414423699</id><published>2005-12-18T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T18:37:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #e6e6fa" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a dynamic, charismatic person who's possibly headed for fame.You tend to charm strangers easily. And you usually can get what you want from them.Verbally talented, you tend to persuade people with your speaking and writing.You are affectionate and loving, but it's hard for you to commit to any one relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your charm&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your extreme manipulation tactics&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Indigo&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113495938414423699?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113495938414423699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113495938414423699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113495938414423699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113495938414423699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-birthdate-february-12youre.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113387403207896927</id><published>2005-12-06T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T05:00:32.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its been a while since I've last posted. There's so much that already happened that I don't know how to put my feelings into words anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;School's been weighing me down ever since second sem started. Time moves so fast that I feel like I'm having a hard time keeping up. I don't know why all of a sudden, everything just feels so heavy and weird and hard and different. Sometimes I just want to scream like I do now after my disastrous test in Accounting. I keep telling myself that its fine since I only have to endure all this until Friday then I can rest my mind during Christmas vacation then maybe by next year my mind will be clear enough to handle my subjects the way I should. Why until Friday? because next week will be University week so we won't hold regular classes...thank God!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A lot of stuff are running through my mind right now...well what's new? I feel scared and hurt and frustrated. People say words are my forte but I always have a hard time expressing what's inside me. Actually I'm not sure where I'm getting the courage to write these weird stuff here, usually I keep everything bottled up inside me. AaaaaRrrgGhhh...what am I saying?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;okay...gotta go...i'll just post something when I'm normal again...merry christmas!...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113387403207896927?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113387403207896927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113387403207896927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113387403207896927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113387403207896927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-while-since-ive-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113101448046159092</id><published>2005-11-03T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T02:41:20.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...nOvEmbEr hAppEningS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We had a flip conference yesterday. Its been such a long time since we had done this kind of thing. Nakakahinayang lang kasi wala si Carmel, may sakit kasi sya. I had a lot of fun with them kahit sabi ni MM xado daw aku tahimik. I really missed them. Lalo n pg may pasok at madalang lang sila nkkuwi. Well at least we still find time to meet up and share stories. Masarap p ring umupo s Mcdo at kumain ng french fries at ice cream pag kasama kyo. I will never enjoy that same kind of thrill if its not you I'm with. Thank you for that...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Rewind s Undas...hmmmmm...my family and I went to Eternal Memorial Park in the afternoon of November 1 as we always do. I saw some of my classmates there...classmates s Pirit at s TSU. yun lang....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Excited n ko manood ng concert ng MYMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113101448046159092?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113101448046159092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113101448046159092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113101448046159092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113101448046159092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-happenings.html' title='...nOvEmbEr hAppEningS...'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113020954437930686</id><published>2005-10-25T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:33:54.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....AnOthEr AngEL fOunD.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp-grafix.net/sitebuilder" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mi2.bpcdn.us/grafix2/7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Another reason why yesterday is special...Ehdzz. Ehdzz as I've mentioned before was my friend when we were just in grade one. We met again last year and things just kind of fell into place. I always say that she is one of my life's miracles because of the way we met and the way we are keeping our friendship. We built our friendship around memories of shared lollipops and childish dreams. Now, our lives are once again intertwined and i so thank God for that. Well, we met yesterday and it made me happy. We even had our little exchange gift...para s nalalapit n Undas!..hehehe... Thank you Ehdzz...for the friendship and for telling me..."thank you xe lague k nakakaalala, wen others dont"...and same to you....mwah!...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp-grafix.net/sitebuilder" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i67019045_95356.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113020954437930686?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113020954437930686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113020954437930686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113020954437930686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113020954437930686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-angel-found.html' title='.....AnOthEr AngEL fOunD.....'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-113020752062224894</id><published>2005-10-25T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:32:00.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dudes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I've missed dudes...so much! Its been months since I last saw them so it was exciting for me to see them again yesterday. Well I really love these people especially since we go way way back. Ever since our paths crossed during our first year in high school, we already became inseperable. So much has happened since then and we surely had gone through a lot but its nice to think that I can still count on them to always be there for me. I love you dudes and I miss you so much!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp-grafix.net/sitebuilder" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://urban-files.com/rudeboy505/Graphix/Pictures/loveyou%5b1%5d.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-113020752062224894?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/113020752062224894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=113020752062224894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113020752062224894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/113020752062224894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/10/dudes.html' title='Dudes....'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112988916728767014</id><published>2005-10-21T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T03:06:07.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....a tOuch oF tHis anD tHaT.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I went to TSU at about nine in the morning to get my class cards. I was a little worried to tell you the truth. Well let's just say it was full of unexpected results. I still have to get two more class cards on monday which is also our enrollment day. Ibig sabihin parang gera nnman nun...hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My smart unlimited text expired today. Goodbye non stop texting...I shall miss you...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; saw Ehdzz today....finally... A little background: Ehdzz and I were classmates when we were in grade one at Camp Aquino Elementary School but I transferred at CHST so we never got to see each other since then. Then by some weird miracle, she saw me during last year's presscon and remembered me. We became textmates but we never got the chance to meet. This year, some of her former classmates became my classmates so we thought we'll have a better chance at meeting but we never did...yun...Today is the first time we actually saw each other. Kaya lang hello and goodbye lang kami. May lakad daw kasi sila ng former classmates nya and may lakad din aku...kaya yun...pero at least nagkita n kami...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I met my high school friends today. Well, we met for Ms Gomez's birthday but it also seemed like our own little version of a reunion. Its fun to see each other again and to hear lots of stuff about our lives in college. Its also good to think that even if we all have different lives now, we still have time to remind one another that we are still big parts of each other's lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just want to mention that I thank God for giving back something that I've thought I've lost forever. Thank you for making me realize that its still a part of me and I am still a part of it. Thank you for reminding me that the real measure of visibility is not measured only through the ways that I know, rather there are also other ways to do it and there's a reason for everything. Thank you because I now know where me and this stand...and I'll always cherish what we have. As I am now sure that I'm not the only one who cares...because my friendship really was returned. Thank you Lord for making me see this finally...after so many years...Lord...thank you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Another sem will soon start and I don't know what else is in store for me. All I know is that I'm grateful for all the things I've learned this sem. I'm glad that I survived adjusting to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The story goes on and on. Many more pages will be opened for more memories to be written, more lessons to be learned, more laughters to be shared and more tears to be shed. So that when the sun sets, we'll be able to face it with a full heart and a mind full of wisdom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am young...I have a lot of restrictions...I am burdened with pressures...and given a lot of expectations...I still have a whole world waiting for me....so take cautious steps but never forget to tread dangerous paths once in a while...Learn, Live, Be happy!!!.........Enjoy being young..it only comes once in a lifetime........=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112988916728767014?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112988916728767014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112988916728767014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112988916728767014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112988916728767014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/10/touch-of-this-and-that.html' title='.....a tOuch oF tHis anD tHaT.....'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112928715466453358</id><published>2005-10-14T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T03:52:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pRincEsS...tEtet...thE coLLegE stUdEnt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today is officially the last day of the semester. I'm sure you're getting tired of the I can't believe how fast time flies line but well there's no other way to say it. Time really does fly and a lot of things really can happen. If I'll go back to all my previous posts for the past few months...I can definitely see so much and I can once again feel everything that had happened to me...the anxiety, the nerves, the excitement, the fear and finally...gradually, the relief and the feeling of comfort and ease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Grabe...akala ko nun hindi ako magsusurvive...Kasi nman, I was not used to a world where I don't know anyone. I didn't know how to act and what to do. All that I know was that I miss my high school friends and the feeling of belongingness and ease. It was weird being in a place where people are calling me princess again. Nasanay kasi ako masyado s tetet..hehehe...super tahimik ko nga nun eh. As in di me talaga masyado nagsasalita. Kaya sabi nila parang ang sungit ko daw. Pero gradually as days pass I became more at ease with my new environment. Classes were now shorter but the work is still heavy. But I learn how to go through it all...with a lot of headaches and some sleep deprivation i might add...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now...I'm officially a college student. What changed? Not much..I'm still the same old Tetet...just with a tad more confidence and filled with new experiences. I'm learning how to enjoy now and to value each day as they come because as the most used cliche goes...Time really do fly!....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112928715466453358?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112928715466453358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112928715466453358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112928715466453358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112928715466453358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/10/princesstetetthe-college-student.html' title='pRincEsS...tEtet...thE coLLegE stUdEnt!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112877370237029481</id><published>2005-10-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T05:15:02.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its exam week next week....sO internet fasting nnman ako nyan!..hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;weLL seM bReak n nyan...yAhoo!!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112877370237029481?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112877370237029481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112877370237029481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112877370237029481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112877370237029481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-exam-week-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112808534071713937</id><published>2005-09-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T06:02:20.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/1600/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/320/angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I took a test on tickle.com...and here's the result....=)&lt;br /&gt;The question was What's your Goddess Identity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Princess, you're an Angel!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('E','F',true);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('E','F',true);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just like the haloed and winged guardians of good, you truly have a heart of gold, sweet Angel. Whenever there's a chance to pitch in, save the day or just make life easier for the people around you, you're the one for the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You don't just jump in without planning — you use your angelic head to figure out how to do things right the first time, like only the most dependable goddesses can. Whether brainstorming a new solution to a problem, planning a surprise party for your parents, or lending your friends a wing to cry on, you've got the right instincts, so follow them whenever you can. As natural as it is for you to take care of the people around you, don't forget to treat yourself right, too. The best friendships, and loves, of a lifetime tend to blossom when you become your own guardian angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So don't listen to those who say nice girls finish last. People have always seen you as a goddess of thoughtfulness and good intentions, and it hasn't slowed you down a bit. All in all, Angel, you've got it made with your glowing attitude and ability to see from on high. So get out there and change the world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112808534071713937?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112808534071713937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112808534071713937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112808534071713937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112808534071713937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-took-test-on-tickle.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112808477481002320</id><published>2005-09-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T05:52:54.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I once found a shiny penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was so amazed by its beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yet people around me said i'm making a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;that my precious penny was worthless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But to their words I did not listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All I saw was my penny's radiance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All i know was I love it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and I'm keeping it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yet what I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was that this would not last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day by day, the color faded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;it became as they say worthless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I shed a lot of tears for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I wasted a part of me feeling pain for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What I didn't realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was even that was a mistake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now, I'm left staring at an empty shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;An insignificant part of my once beautiful gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;With it are my broken dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and a shattered bit of the former me...and my once precious penny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112808477481002320?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112808477481002320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112808477481002320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112808477481002320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112808477481002320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-once-found-shiny-penny-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112782803663027182</id><published>2005-09-27T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T06:33:56.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I feel so tired today...well this is quite unusual because usually when its Tuesday, I get to have time to rest because I only have one class and it ends at 10:30. Yet today is different because right after that class, I had to practice for our practicum for P.E. Its kinda important because it would determine whether we still have to take written final exams...and who wants that right?...so we all have to give up our afternoons everyday for practice starting today. Our dance is calisthenics slash modern and its quite exhausting. My mind is also tired today because we have to squeeze answering 25 math problems in between breaks for practices. I still haven't read the assigned story for Filipino and I haven't read my report for Social Science yet. Then we still have to buy a practice set for Accounting...(trivia: practice set is composed of papers where business transactions are written and you have to perform the whole accounting cycle and other stuff relating to it...its like having your own business with checks and everything...) we have to do it as a project and submit it before the finals which is like only less than three weeks away. I have a partner on this so I hope we won't kill each other by the time we're done. This is just some of the reasons why I'm going crazy. AaaAaRrrgGggg....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh well...I had a weird conversation with my seatmate today. Actually it came out of nowhere. She just said it. Actually it reminded me of Carmel, you know when we talk about weird theories that only the two of us can understand...Well, my seatmate had this weird theory that girls who are considered "brainy" intimidates guys. She said that most guys find it hard to approach girls who are as i've said "brainy". She said that yes, a lot of guys develop crushes on them but they're afraid to make any move or to approach them in any way. Well, I don't know if that's true but I guess its her opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;September 26....Daph, what's with that date?...well for me, its very unforgettable. It was a day that brought me a lot of different emotions...extreme joy, extreme frustration and a lot of other things that I can't understand. It was also a day that brought me the things I so least expected. It gave me the things that my heart greatly desires, even for just a moment. For Daph....well what has that date gave you?.....hmmmmmmm....hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112782803663027182?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112782803663027182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112782803663027182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112782803663027182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112782803663027182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-feel-so-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112754085762289552</id><published>2005-09-23T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:47:37.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was supposed to go to an overnight thingy today for our CWS class but it got postponed. So we would probably have it next week. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Today is eviction night for Pinoy Big Brother...wala lang...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;My mind is completely blank.I can't write....I'll just do this when I already feel like it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112754085762289552?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112754085762289552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112754085762289552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112754085762289552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112754085762289552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-supposed-to-go-to-overnight.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112676342907767339</id><published>2005-09-14T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:07:13.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/1600/castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="268" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/320/castle.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I dream of fairy tales...Gallant young men riding atop pretty white horses. I dream of turrets and towers of castles set high amongst the blue sky with all its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='cotton candy'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=cotton%20candy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cotton candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; clouds. I dream of fancy balls and handsome couples, dansing the night away beneath the starry skies...My heart beats for laces and bows of floor length gowns, sparkling diamonds and pretty crowns...I crave of finding my one true love among hundreds of young men, all seeking my attention...it would be nice to stare deep into his eyes and find the light i've been looking for...Then i'll know that i'll live happily ever after...&lt;br /&gt;This is the world i've been searching for...A nonexistent paradise where everything's free and exciting and neverending. A place that will teach me how to love, to dream and to imagine...Yet I know it won't come true...cause its only a dream...an illusion...A twisted version of my deepest longing and my endless desire...&lt;br /&gt;Yet it is what keeps me sane...whenever I find myself about to break down and cry...I visit my wonderland and then a smile comes back...then everything turns out all right. Yet for how much longer will i feed myself with fantasies? When will I wake up and be able to tell myself that there's no more need for dreams...Cause my castle is now already in my own backyard and my happy ending is now within my grasp!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112676342907767339?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112676342907767339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112676342907767339&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112676342907767339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112676342907767339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dream-of-fairy-tales.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112635754537565728</id><published>2005-09-10T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T06:05:45.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why does life have to be so weird? You know when you are already living a completely different life...something grabs you and takes you back to the past. Then you'll stop and think about how much time you've wasted being obsessed with this and how frustrated you are that until now...it still has an effect on you...no matter how many times you tell yourself that its over. Then you go home, tell your best friend about it and then pour it all out on your online diary...thus letting the whole world know how pathetic you can be...sometimes...well i guess this is just one of "the moments"..the ones Carmel and I dubbed as temporary insanity...when you are free to forget that you are supposed to be cool and practical and reasonable and just go crazy...cry if you want to, do stupid things if you want to...anything as long as it will make you feel better...you might feel stupid after everything but at least it calmed you and it brought back the peace you so desperately want...Oh God i'm babbling again...Oh!!! I hate feeling this way because when I do...I say nonsense things...like now...owkei...i've calmed down..welcome back tetet!...Its just that i've already promised myself that i won't do this again and i won't feel this way again but sometimes things happen in a way that i have no control of...Sometimes I even think if maybe destiny has something against me...That maybe it has taken upon itself the job of wrecking my beliefs. Kasi nman madalas pag may gusto ako...out of nowhere may malalaman or makikita akong anything n sasampal sken at sasabihing hoy tumigil k nga dyan!!!!,,,,,AAaaaaRrrRrggGgghhhHhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hehe...i'm sure i'm weirding out the readers of my blog...Oh well..please bear with me...i'll try to be more sensible next time...this time please allow me to go insane...just now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Life is a series of the unexpected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes you get caught up in the current&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;with no possible way out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yet when i'm just about to give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I find something to help release all of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I cry a little and shout a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And after that I paste a little smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then i wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wait until that little grin turn out to be genuine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112635754537565728?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112635754537565728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112635754537565728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112635754537565728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112635754537565728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-does-life-have-to-be-so-weird-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112617554555761436</id><published>2005-09-08T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T03:32:25.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've flown this world so many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Searching for something I cannot have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With every broken dream, I shed a tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With every lost battle, I part with a piece of my soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I long for someone to hold me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To support my weak wings and help me fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet though I've searched half the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Still I can't find "the one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There are many times when I thought I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet at the last second they all let go of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They get scared of who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They're afraid of being mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So I continue my journey alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Trying hard to control my flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fighting hard to stay up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet how can I do that with just one wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How do I reach the stars if there's something missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How will my heart learn how to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If there's no one brave enough to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If no one wants to come too close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If they're afraid of what they'll lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet I won't give up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll continue to search the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Until me and my chosen one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Come together to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Towards our one true star...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112617554555761436?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112617554555761436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112617554555761436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112617554555761436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112617554555761436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-flown-this-world-so-many-times.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112617495057723138</id><published>2005-09-08T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T03:29:34.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This week is so weird and so boring at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the first day of Intrams and it was definitely not what I expected. For one thing when they said lots of people come...I didn't realize that they meant I had to go along with hundreds of people, all clamoring to get inside the gym to watch the cheering competition. It was a nightmare!...Daig ko p ang sumali s rally ng Edsa...grabe hindi to exaggeration...well sobrang galing nman nung mga kasali s competition so that's it...Then we watched the men's basketball teams...yeah! CBA rocks!!!...&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday...i watched volleyball and sepak takraw...Sepak was kinda long and it got a little bit boring after a while...volleyball was fun...The play was really exciting ang yes...CBA continues to rock!!!....&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday and Thursday...I didn't go to school so it was boring, boring and boring...&lt;br /&gt;Something weird happened but I won't say it anymore since its not really significant....just a little surprising...&lt;br /&gt;My feelings these days are also becoming weirder and weirder...but then again, I guess I just think too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112617495057723138?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112617495057723138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112617495057723138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112617495057723138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112617495057723138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-week-is-so-weird-and-so-boring-at.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112575120521950573</id><published>2005-09-03T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T05:40:05.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My head is once again filled with so many emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Things that are yet unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;both in my heart and soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its amazing how certain simple things can make me feel this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its weird...yes i know its strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know that I should not feel this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that I have no right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yet I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I cry...I get hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And for what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For something that is not even mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For something that can never be mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cause it already belongs to someone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And that is something that I can't control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its out of my hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So there's nothing more I can do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but to drown myself in my own misery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alone...forevermore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112575120521950573?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112575120521950573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112575120521950573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112575120521950573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112575120521950573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-head-is-once-again-filled-with-so.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112505126837300366</id><published>2005-08-26T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T03:14:28.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I had been planning to post something yesterday but i wasn't able to because i did my computer project. Well it just goes to show how much can change overnight...Yesterday i was really happy, now i'm just depressed...its so weird!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well there's so much to be thankful for and i know that. Midterm results came out and i'm happy that my grades are fine....some more than what i expected...except Math!...well, what do I expect Math had always been one of my worst subjects...Yesterday I was also happy because of other things...events...kya lang something burst my bubble so now...i'm totally depressed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It all started with something that i've found out through a text message...nkkainins why do this stuff always happen to me?...you know when you're happy with the way things are and then bigla kang may malalaman tpos maiisip mo sana di ko n lng yun nalaman...d sana masaya ko ngayon...hay naku!!!..alam ko weird to ako n lng nkkaintindi...hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Math is another one of my biggest problems. I'm 100% sure that I failed my math test today!...AaaAaaRrrgGghHH!!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And now i'm just sad....and tired...my week has been filled with taebo practices for P.E. I kinda enjoyed it though its really hard on the body. My muscles are still aching until now!...I'm also continually coughing and really really sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh well...i still have classes tomorrow and i've got to get our computer project ready for the reporting next week. Then i've got to meditate so that i can stop myself from acting weird again..hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh well...i guess i'll sleep first....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112505126837300366?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112505126837300366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112505126837300366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112505126837300366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112505126837300366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-had-been-planning-to-post-something.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112410365430828113</id><published>2005-08-15T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T04:00:57.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its one of those days n wala kong mgawa...at nkkpanibago kya filing ko lgue kong may nkklimutang gwin....weird noh?...well kktapos lng ng midterms so this is quite expected...somewhat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had a YM chat with Daph yesterday...wala lang kwento kwento....I told her something that is and should be kept a secret...tama n poh ung ikaw lng ang nangaasar sken...=&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MM's news about nok nok leaving made me sad...i haven't seen her in a while and i really miss her...so I can't imagine that I might be counting years until I can see her again...I and the rest of those who love this gurl will surely miss her....=&lt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A lot of things are weird these days...for one i'm not as obsessed about missing someone special as i did before...I can't really decide if its good or bad...Maybe its good in a sense that I don't need to drive myself crazy anymore thinking about why we haven't talk for so long...Then again does that mean I only wasted a good portion of my time when I did nothing but think about why we're not friends anymore..eh pwede ko nman plang maovercome?....haaaay...yoko n!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am already kinda getting used to college...I'm sort of getting the hang of what's it like to wake, do this, do that...and all...and yes I laugh more now...I'm not the super depressed girl I once were when this school year started...so in a way, i'm improving...Thank God!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112410365430828113?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112410365430828113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112410365430828113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112410365430828113'/><link rel='self' 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me!!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;E2 naisip ko lang...mukha b tlga kong masungit???....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cath, my classmate said....alam mo nung una kita nkita nung election nten s computer class, akala ko masungit k....yung type ng tao n may sariling mundo, n hindi mo makakausap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Diana said: ikaw nman ksi noh ang sungit sungit mo...d mo kya replyan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jester said: alam mo b yung pinsan ko tnatanong kung cno dw ung Cess s cell ko ksi gs2 dw nya ng txtmate....sbi ko nman wag yan noh!...bka tarayan k awayin mo p ko!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so naisip ko lang masungit b ko???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112390906459051999?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112390906459051999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112390906459051999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112390906459051999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112390906459051999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/08/kakatapos-lang-ng-midterms-nmin_12.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112390773237169835</id><published>2005-08-12T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:35:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CWS Today....</title><content type='html'>Another Saturday which means another CWS day....so kahit n umuulan ng malakas..cgue p rin...Go!!!....khit n walang credit tong subject n to...hehehe....For others' enlightenment CWS is kinda like community service...translation?...pagdadamo n may kahalong bible study...weird noe???....anyways the funny thing about it is that our section already finished getting rid of the "talahib"...as in matataas n damo last week..at least our prof is already happy with it...so while the other sections were busy with their war against the grass n hindi nauubos...we were just sitting around singing religious songs...so ang result...pagod n pagod sila samantalang masayang masaya kmi....I love my class...mabilis kasi clang magdamo...hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112390773237169835?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112390773237169835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112390773237169835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112390773237169835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112390773237169835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/08/cws-today.html' title='CWS Today....'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112307363748466550</id><published>2005-08-03T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T05:53:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For everyone I meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I wear a mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a simple, unobstrusive mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;something to hide myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To protect myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To shield myself from them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sometimes it gets tiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yes, I too gets tired of hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yet for me there's no other option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;That I'm bound forever in this illussion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sometimes, I even find myself wishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If only I can wear a mask for myself too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If only its that easy to fool me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To hide the real me from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then I cry...I simply cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And with every tear that falls from my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A piece of the mask falls away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A bit of me becomes exposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A part of me opens to the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yet at this one crucial time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one's there to watch me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one's there to see me unmask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To witness the real me at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;They only look when everything's done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Only when my courage is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When my mask is back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When I'm again hidden by my pretensions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A victim of my own deceptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I guess its the reason why each and every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Before I surrender myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I pray for one special thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For one person to look deep into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To stare deep in my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And see beyond this stupid mask...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The one who'll make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that I don't have to hide anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No more of this masks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No more stupid lies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hope I can find you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cause I can't pretend anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't want to be the face behind the mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I want to be free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh Lord help me to be free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Free to be the real me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112307363748466550?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112307363748466550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112307363748466550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112307363748466550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112307363748466550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/08/mask.html' title='The Mask'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112290135869058124</id><published>2005-08-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T06:02:38.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Midterms are fast approaching...and i'm getting quite nervous...Oh Lord please help me get through our exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My life haven't change much since i last posted although i'm trying hard to keep myself from being so melodramatic...yet i think its already in my system...hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, here's something cheery for a change...I've just finished reading the sixth book of the Harry Potter series...Harry Potter and the half blood Prince...Its incredible and yes i'm really addicted to JK Rowling's creations...I must admit the sixth book is full of unexpected surprises...from the development of their fight against Voldemort to Harry's love life...so for all those who, like me has a spot for Harry in their hearts...don't miss the sixth book!!!....=&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Back to the real world...my life is full of weird days spent with my new college friends, dotted with occassional times when i miss certain things and certain people so much that it makes me want to cry and other things that keeps haunting me and messing with my mind that it drives me totally crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Here's one of those weird things that kept popping in my strange mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If things were meant to be this way then why did I have to meet these people...If they would only leave me in the end then why did I have to get too attatched and then i have to learn to let go in the end...when will i learn that things are not always what they seem...that sometimes every taste of joy and happiness can be changed to spoonfuls of pain and tears...then when i had accepted everything, someone would come and one part of my mind will say...Oh no here we go again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes, i'm the world's weirdest person...I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112290135869058124?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112290135869058124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112290135869058124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112290135869058124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112290135869058124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/08/midterms-are-fast-approaching_01.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112289993167903534</id><published>2005-08-01T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T05:38:51.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Best Friend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Daphine Rollo Ferrer, i've read your blog and as i've said in the comments...it almost made me cry...We had known each other for years, and you've been my best friend for so long now...So I'm not trying to butt into your life or something, i just want you to know that i'm here...i'm always here...though not as visible as before...(well, we really don't have a choice right?)...i know that when we talk about such things, i have a tendency to talk and talk..you know try my weird advices and see if they'd work...but with this i know you need yourself to get over it...so if you need someone...i'll just cry with you...you know how much i love and value you so it hurts me that some idiot has the power to make you feel this way...I know God has a reason for sending Him to you and I know someday we'll both appreciate that reason more...but now...i hope you'll allow your best friend to hate the person who had taken a part of my Daph....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112289993167903534?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112289993167903534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112289993167903534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112289993167903534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112289993167903534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-my-best-friend.html' title='For my Best Friend....'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112193667986559609</id><published>2005-07-21T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T02:04:39.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yesterday and today are our business days. It was a new experience for me because its the first time that i had it. It was kinda fun. It started with an opening program yesterday. Before in Holy Spirit, whenever we have an activity we always start it with the celebration of the Holy Eucharist. This time however we started with a prayer which was led by different people representing different kinds of religion. It was interesting and in a way I admire whoever came up with that idea because it gives respect to people's different beliefs and faith. After that we had some people who talked about their own success stories and other lectures. We also had booths for each year level in the CBA. Then there was the Bingo and the CBA challenge which is kinda like the Extra challenge. There was also film viewing for those who wish to watch movies. Yesterday night they also held the search for mr. and ms. CBA...i was not able to watch it however. Although those who did said it was really entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Today there was a basketball game. We shouted ourselves hoarse, cheering for our computer teacher...although sadly, they lost....the second game was the varsity players. In the afternoon there was the CBA dance idol. Nakakaaliw clang panoorin! promise!!!...hehehe..tapos nun singing contest nman!!!...Tonight will be the socialization...although i guess i won't attend....eniweyz the last two days had nevertheless been fun...and for once i can tell myself that i guess somehow i'm already adjusting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112193667986559609?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112193667986559609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112193667986559609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112193667986559609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112193667986559609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/business-days.html' title='Business Days'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112107661972060228</id><published>2005-07-11T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T03:10:19.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>............................................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Life now is awfully boring. Maybe its because there's nothing eventful about my days. Days passed and i feel like i'm a robot programmed to do this and that without ever feeling it or having any kind of likeness or even hatred for it. This is something that i haven't felt ever. I feel so detatched. My friends might say that I have it easier since I'm just here in Tarlac. I don't have to adjust to new places or learn the art of independence. Yet one thing's for sure...Tarlac is not Tarlac without the people who made it feel like home. Sure, i have new friends now and i'm enjoying meeting new people but sometimes i can't help but miss the old faces. I miss the days when i don't have to make any kind of effort to belong, i just automatically feel like i do. I miss the people who knows exactly just how i feel just by the look on my face. I even miss the feel of a ton of homework coupled with a thousand other things i have to accomplish...i'm not saying that i don't have it now because i do but i don't know why...everything just seems so different now...There's also something that i miss so much...I miss writing! Oh yes i used to complain about how many writing assignments i have to do and about never ending deadlines but now that i don't do it anymore...i damn miss it!...I miss the feel of rushing..yung prang kahit pigang piga n ang utak mo kailangan may ilabas k p ksi kailangan na!...Nakakamiss din pla yung mga prang imposibleng deadlines ni Carmel..yung weekly letters,prayers,lyrics of songs and feature articles n ngpaparamdam syo n prang nauubusan k n ng adjectives...Oh God...i miss being part of the newspaper...i know bkit hindi ako mgtry s new school ko dba?...actually hindi ko alam bsta pakiramdam ko ksi right now, i'm not good enough...cguro duwag lang ako..takot magfail....These are the reasons why i feel so different. I feel like a stranger in a such a familiar place. I lost the easiness that i had before...I'm happy with my new friends now but i guess there's just a part of me that can only be filled up by some people who are not here anymore...basta Tarlac is not Tarlac without the things and the people I had grown to love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112107661972060228?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112107661972060228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112107661972060228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112107661972060228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112107661972060228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='............................................................................'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112089797438941380</id><published>2005-07-09T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T01:32:54.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/1600/batang%20rukawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/320/batang%20rukawa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to like watching Slam Dunk...and Rukawa is my favorite character...He's the quiet and masungit one who's really really good in basketball...Why is he my favorite?...i don't really know...i just have a thing for the quiet, mysterious, cute types....Examples: in meteor garden, my favorite was Hua Ze Lei..,in Naruto my favorite was Saske...Even in Fruits Basket (a cartoon series aired during saturdays), my favorite is Yuuki...well kung hindi kyo mkarelate..ok lng..hehe...basta gnun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112089797438941380?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112089797438941380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112089797438941380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112089797438941380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112089797438941380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/trivia.html' title='Trivia'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112081486199550064</id><published>2005-07-08T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:27:42.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I just had a test in math!...weLL ano p nga b?...i'm really beginning to loathe numbers!...oooppppsss...i should not come on too strong!...after all i'm taking up BS Accountancy which means in no way should i ever let the thought i hate numbers enter my head!...or else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Another week passes again...oh well time really does have the habit of speeding up...i've been blog hopping...(blog hopping?..salita b yun?..hehe)...Anyway I was just noticing that most of my friends' blogs are kind of in the sad mood these days...So i thought that all of us really do have problems...I remembered the book Tuesdays with Morrie at the part where Morrie said that death is the great equalizer...well for me there's another thing that makes all people equal..and that's having problems in your path...what i mean is that its something that all of us do experience and nobody is really spared....Oh well...i know..i sound so weird again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What's new with my life?...nothing much...just a bunch of exams and days spent talking with friends combined with the feeling of missing this and that...(i'm referring to events and people)....darn i'm beginning to feel like my life is becoming so boring....its so predictable...i hope something good happens...something different....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I agree with Mags and Carmel...there's so much to miss in high school...oh well i guess we just can't get over the attachment....And the fact that so much really did change ever since college started....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm watching news now...gosh! What's happening to the Philippines?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know nahihilo n ang kung cno ang ngbabasa nito ksi I keep on jumping on different topics...sorry i just can't organize my thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh well!!!!...i still miss someone!...and someone else is messing with my mind!!!!....I can't get both of them out of my head!!!...AAAaaaRrrGgggHhhh....I hate this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anyway...that's it...i still have CWS tomorrow...magdadamo nnman!...saya!!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112081486199550064?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112081486199550064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112081486199550064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112081486199550064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112081486199550064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112047000662649622</id><published>2005-07-04T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T02:40:06.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HARRY POTTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/1600/daniel_radcliffe44with%20emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3676/934/320/daniel_radcliffe44with%20emma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my addictions...Harry Potter!!!....this is one of the best books ever written and the movies are equally entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;Emma (who plays Hermione Granger) is so pretty here and of course who can compete with Harry Potter himself (Daniel Radcliffe)....&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to the sixth installment of the book which is entitled "Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince" and the fourth movie...&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang gusto ko lang ishare ang isa s mga nagpapasaya saken...hehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112047000662649622?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112047000662649622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112047000662649622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112047000662649622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112047000662649622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter.html' title='HARRY POTTER'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112035909986136621</id><published>2005-07-03T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T19:51:39.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I really enjoyed yesterday. Its because I went out with my best friend Daph....Its just that it feels so long since we last went out and i really missed her!!!....Well as usual the meeting place was Mcdo...(ano p nga b?).hehe...I realized just how much i missed their Mcflurry!....Then it was shopping time...its because she has a million things to buy for herself and for the "pamamanhikan" (don't worry hindi xa yung ikakasal, ate nya!..hehe)...we went to every imaginable place....we even met Carmel at Metrotown....shopping by herself as usual!...so its walking and talking nonstop! I really did miss you guys!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Earlier that day however, i had civic welfare training service...and i'm telling you nkkpagod ang magdamo!...Oh well that's life!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I also want to thank those who are sending me comments...they are well appreciated! (khit ano p ang nkasulat s comment nyo!!!....hehe...) You are also welcome to leave your messages on my tag board!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ILabyu!!!....miss n po kta margaret michelle!!!....*mwah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112035909986136621?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112035909986136621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112035909986136621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112035909986136621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112035909986136621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/special-day_03.html' title='A Special Day'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-112021175524646813</id><published>2005-07-01T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:55:55.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Have you ever felt like you're losing control....you know its as if you're trying hard to teach yourself certain things but you still end up doing the one thing that you promised you won't ever let yourself do...its so frustrating right?...Its as if the universe is conspiring against you. And you can't do anything but to go along with it and to accept whatever the situation brings you...Maybe its one of the things that was said in the book "Tuesdays with Morrie"...you know, tension of opposites...its when you want to do one thing but you're bound to do another...I'm just saying all of these things because right now i'm terribly confused...I feel like i'm losing someone who really means a lot to me...i feel so lost because i know i had done everything in my power to prevent this from happening and yet it still did. I had tried so hard to save this friendship cause God knows it means the world to me...but is this what's meant for us? At this moment i can't really explain how i feel. A part of me is disappointed because after everything, i'm back where i started....another part is angry because i'm realizing that i'm the only one caring for this friendship while it means nothing to this person and the other part is just plain sad...like a part of me had died...Now i'm at a point where i don't know what to do and i don't know what to think..i hate feeling this way and i hate this person for having the power to make me feel this way. All i know right now is that i want to escape this feeling. I want to be free from the thought of longing to see this person once more and to go back to the way things were...Right now, there's nothing in my mind but questions and i pray that somehow i'll get answers. All i want is to save something that i had treasured and valued...but i guess if its not really meant for me then i'll just learn to accept it....somehow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-112021175524646813?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/112021175524646813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=112021175524646813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112021175524646813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/112021175524646813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111995461768423578</id><published>2005-06-28T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T03:30:17.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Scribbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;There was some kind of an assembly in school wherein they tell you the house rules and such. Actually its only for our department. It was fine but after a while it got a little boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Life's the same...going to classes, doing homework, talking with friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;in every road you take in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;you have to accept the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i know its an old cliche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but life really is not a bed of roses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sometimes you meet people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;you think will stay forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;until one day you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and you realize they're gone forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You realize that all your thoughts of forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;are just senseless dreams of a silly girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Another of the things that exists in the mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but never in real life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then you learn to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;not because you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but because you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;cause there's nothing else left to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;yet sometimes you can't escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the sad little thought in the back of your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the one that says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;No matter how many times you get hurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;you'll still be happier when you're back together once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111995461768423578?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111995461768423578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111995461768423578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111995461768423578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111995461768423578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-scribbling.html' title='Just Scribbling'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111961428589451899</id><published>2005-06-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T05:04:26.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Two weeks had passed since the first day of school...yup yup!!!..its back to the basics of school. I mean if there's something that's the same in schools that's the endless amount of work and mind drilling tests. The sad news is kelangan kong balikan ang college algebra n sinubukan kong takasan nung 4th year! Oh my gosh! Its haunting me!!!...hehehe...Its Friday and tinatamad n ko kya lng i still have saturday classes &lt;how&gt;pro ok lng at least its just cws. I can handle that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;...(i think!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm now adjusting. Its easier to wade through the flow of college life now. I'm getting use to the fast pace of lessons, quizzes and professors that can be likened to mushrooms &lt;lulubog&gt;..wehehe...Next week we'll start wearing our uniforms. Wala lang gusto ko lang sabihin. I'm missing a lot of people. Oh yes! Especially someone who disappeared completely as in completely from my life! (to those reading this its not who you think!) &lt;to&gt;...sana magparamdam xa (again, i'm sure its not who you think!)...&lt;again&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga pala sowee s mga taong hindi ko narereplyan. Naghihirap lng po ako...walang lowd!..hehe...especially daph daph!!!...di bale love p rin kita!..hehehe...emem miss n rin kita!...*mwah*&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mcdo..hehe..its weird but i haven't been there for the longest time. I think my last visit was during our last flip conference ages ago...oh well....&lt;br /&gt;i also haven't been anywhere except our house and school these past few days. I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;Well yun lang...i can't think of anything else right now...i'll scribble later....=&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111961428589451899?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111961428589451899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111961428589451899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111961428589451899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111961428589451899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/watever.html' title='watever...'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111883407705781124</id><published>2005-06-15T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T04:14:37.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? A Freshie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Today is just the second day of classes. Yet for me it felt like ten years. Being in college is surely a lot of hard work. It requires a lot of patience and so much adjustments. Its weird being in this new school where everything is unfamilliar.Gone were the days when i can walk down the hall and name almost everyone i meet. Gone were the familliar tambayans and the faces that i knew so well. I had been removed from my comfort zone. Instead i am placed in a world where everything is new. Classes are shorter but a lot more demanding and truly intimidating. The work is unnerving and i can feel the pressure on my shoulders. This is not high school anymore. Its already real life and that requires seriousness. I can no longer take for granted the things that I once did. Most of all i miss my friends. I miss the people that i can talk to. Before, everything comes easy because i know i can always count on somebody. Though I was piled down with work before, its okay because I know I have friends who are willing to work with me and so everything becomes fun. I'm not saying that college is horrible. Its just different. I'm making new friends now. I'm enjoying the liberty. I am enjoying the new campus and the canteen. I am enjoying the experience. Yet i can't escape the little thought behind my mind that says will i ever adjust? Will i ever quit thinking about my former life and how much i miss it? Next time I want to be able to say firmly that yes I am a freshie now! No more questions and misgivings. I just hope that i'll also find happiness in my new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111883407705781124?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111883407705781124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111883407705781124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111883407705781124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111883407705781124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/me-freshie.html' title='Me? A Freshie?'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111794451479867332</id><published>2005-06-05T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:08:34.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hAppY beTday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;bErtday ni mama yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mama!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111794451479867332?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111794451479867332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111794451479867332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111794451479867332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111794451479867332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-betday.html' title='hAppY beTday!!!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111794412149861535</id><published>2005-06-05T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:02:01.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesterday, i got my first dose of my new school because of our orientation. It was somewhat enjoyable kahit n nakakapanibago. I mean it was kinda weird seeing all those new faces instead of the old ones that i'm familliar with. It was a normal orientation, full of talks about the school's history and rules and such. With it of course are the normal ice breakers and intermission numbers. I particularly enjoyed the performances. The ones made by their dance troupe was so beautiful. I've never seen anything like it. The choral's voice was also heavenly. So despite the heat and the crowd, i still enjoyed my first taste of colklege life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111794412149861535?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111794412149861535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111794412149861535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111794412149861535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111794412149861535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111768692848685777</id><published>2005-06-02T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:35:28.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CeekAy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Since inutusan kitang bsahin ang blog ko...here's a post for you...pra sumaya k..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;iLabyu gurl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you'll always be one of my closest friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;uUUuumMWaAaaahHhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111768692848685777?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111768692848685777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111768692848685777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111768692848685777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111768692848685777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/ceekay.html' title='CeekAy!!!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111762484685889411</id><published>2005-06-01T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T04:20:46.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip Conference...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I went to Holy spirit today to help the other Annual staffers in arranging pictures. It feels so weird to think that its not appropriate anymore to call it my school because technically its already not. The pictures also sent me some feeling of nostalgia. Yet i know they should also be a reminder of what i had...of what i still have and of how lucky i am that i was able to experience so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Afterwards we went to Magic Star to have one of what we call "Flip Conference".  Its when we just sit around at Mcdonalds and just talk and talk for hours on end. I just want to say that i had truly enjoyed the times we did this. Its amazing how many hours we spent eating french fries and indulging in our "heaven"...while chatting and joking. I'm beginning to hate myself for being so melodramatic but really i can't help it. And right now i'm really on the verge of becoming emotional especially when i think about the fact that right at this moment they could all be packing their things to set out in their new world and leaving me behind....yet i'm also happy because i know they're going after their dreams sabi nga ni Inna they're not really leaving me they're just treading the paths they think will make them better persons. Kaya yun, alam ko din nman i will also tread the path n will make me a better person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Now i'm back home in front of my computer, writing about these things. I had gained a lot from this day kasi nadagdagan yung memories. O diba dumadami ang napopost ko dito...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sana in the future i'll again enjoy another flip conference....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;LaByaH guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nga pala miss ko na berks ko...uy dudes i haven't seen you in a while..txt me otei!!! mWaaaAAAHhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111762484685889411?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111762484685889411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111762484685889411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111762484685889411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111762484685889411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/06/flip-conference.html' title='Flip Conference...'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111736183236332077</id><published>2005-05-29T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T03:17:12.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SERIES OF THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>-My mom and i went to Manila yesterday to visit my sister and pra maglibot...hehehe..masaya pero nkkpagod tlaga...&lt;br /&gt;-I went to the bookstore yesterday and found out that lalabas n yung sixth installment in the Harry Potter seriesIts called. Harry Potter and the Half blood Prince..i'm excited because that's one of my addictions.&lt;br /&gt;-I talked to Nikki today ntawa ko ksi pareho cla ng cnabi sken ni Jaja recently..its namiss daw nila ako ksi wla n cla inaasar. I told her that and she said its only because hindi ako npipikon agad...yun lang..&lt;br /&gt;-I miss my friends...&lt;br /&gt;-I'm nervous of going to my new school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111736183236332077?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111736183236332077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111736183236332077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111736183236332077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111736183236332077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/05/series-of-thoughts.html' title='SERIES OF THOUGHTS'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111719239771347565</id><published>2005-05-27T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T04:13:17.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinking...College n pala...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was just reading my friendster's bulletin board when i came across something that made me think. Well it was Carmel's post about her plans for college and how she ended up with philo as a course when it was never her plan...Well it made me think about my own decisions...and i must agree with her when she said that as time passes you will learn to accept your decisions and see them as something which is for the best...Siguro you're thinking what am i talking about right? Well i'm talking about my school. When the school year started i was set that i would study here in Tarlac kasi baka di nmin kayanin pg s ibang lugar ako nag-aral and dito rin nman kasi nag-aral ang ate ko and as my mother always says she finished school and got on fine. So yun na yun kya lang i can't resist temptation kya i decided to take the UPCAT khit alm ko mtanggap man ako bka hindi rin ako payagan. Naisip ko ksi npaka far fetched n papasa ako since ang hirap nga diba..so i took the test and forgot about it..that is until the results came and i found out natanggap ako s Diliman. Parang bumaligtad yung mundo. Suddenly there was all these people telling me that its the chance of a lifetime. I even jokingly called them "Naglalakad na Brochures". Gumugulo utak ko mainly because though i was accepted hindi s course n gusto ko. My friends said ok lng pwede nmang mag shift. My family was saying dito n lng ako s course n gusto ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ang gulo tlaga pero in the end i still have to make the Decision...and that is staying here. Nung una hindi ako convinced kasi yung utak ko punong puno ng what ifs. Pero ngayon as i've said habang tumatgal nttanggap ko na. Medyo npapalitan n ng nerves and excitement yung confusion. Ready n nga siguro akong iembrace ang bago kong buhay. Sana lang mging msaya ako dun at mapatunayan kong hindi ako nagkamali....Sana nandun nga yung star n i'm meant to follow. Pero i'm sure whatever happens nman, God and my angels will always guide me...And besides whatever happens College n ko!!!...=&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111719239771347565?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111719239771347565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111719239771347565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111719239771347565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111719239771347565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-thinkingcollege-n-pala.html' title='Just Thinking...College n pala...'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111642162342343396</id><published>2005-05-18T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T06:07:03.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaaargh</title><content type='html'>Haaaay...ang sakit ng ulo ko!&lt;br /&gt;My day started with something sad. We attended the funeral of one of our teacher's mom...it was really sad. Actually nag choir kami. Kaya yun...&lt;br /&gt;After that kumuha ako ng uniform.Ang haba ng pila sooobra! Tapos nung malapit n ko sbi nung nandun bumalik n lng dw kmi ng one! Grabe...kakainis! I went back at around 12:30. Natapos din ako ng mga 2:30. In fairness ginutom ako ksi d ako kumain. Alam ko ssbihin nila daph pag nabasa nila ito. Sasabihin nila matigas ang ulo ko!!! Opo alam ko!&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ngayon mas lalo akong nagdusa. Mas lalo akong hindi nkapunta s b-day ni bon. Ang sakit kasi ng ulo ko! And to think pagdating ko ng bahay narealize ko large yung nabigay n shirt so kailangan ko ipapalit..lumulubog ako..hehe...haaaay...watta nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111642162342343396?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111642162342343396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111642162342343396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111642162342343396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111642162342343396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/05/aaaaargh.html' title='Aaaaargh'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111642082747882103</id><published>2005-05-18T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T05:53:47.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY B-DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;BON!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;LAB YAH DUDE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;MWAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111642082747882103?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111642082747882103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111642082747882103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111642082747882103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111642082747882103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-b-day.html' title='HAPPY B-DAY'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111407439777420890</id><published>2005-04-21T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T02:06:37.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of Weirdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What makes a person happy? Sometimes i find myself wondering kung ano b dpat ang mron s buhay pra msabing tlagang msaya k...ewan ko b kng bkit pumapasok to s utak ko. Siguro nkasumpong lng talaga ang topak ko..Or maybe i'm just remembering lessons i've learned in life and i guess isa to s mga yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;    Noon kasi there was this person that i really really like. During those times i always prayed and i told God, makilala lang ako ng taong to mgiging masaya n ko. But when that finally happened prang i was not contented. Hindi ako nasiyahan s simpleng alam lng nya ang pangalan ko. I wanted that person to be my friend. Nangyari nman eh...sort of...hndi ko alm prang lagi ksing may kulang. I'm happy kpg ngkksama kmi but that was not often. We would joke a lot and i felt comfortable with that. Inaasar nya ko lagi and i like it ksi nararamdaman kong kung di sya at ease skin hndi sya mgkkaroon ng guts n asarin ako. Kaya lang it was not really meant to be. Kasi after a while several issues came up kya nwala yung pgging at ease nya sken. Inis n inis ako nun ksi nman akala ko we had a chance for real friendship. Some of my friends said that its not merely friendship that i want pero in my heart i know friendship lng tlaga ang gusto ko...nothing more...ksi if i did dpt nung una p lng gumawa n ko ng paraan pra dun but i did not do so because i know deep in my heart hindi yun yung gusto ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;      Now kung iisipin dpat khit papano nging msaya ako ksi in some ways n grant nman ung ibang prayers ko pero that didn't happen...short lived lng yung happiness. I once read somewhere n kpg short lived ang happiness, hindi genuine...cguro 22o yun or cguro din i just think too much...Ah basta!!!...yun n yun..wirdo ko noe???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111407439777420890?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111407439777420890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111407439777420890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111407439777420890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111407439777420890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/04/moment-of-weirdness.html' title='Moment of Weirdness'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111407521822289507</id><published>2005-04-21T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T02:20:18.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMEBODY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I want somebody to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Share the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Share my innermost thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Know my intimate details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Someone who'll stand by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And give me support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She'll get my support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She will listen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I want to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;About the world we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And life in general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Though my views may be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They may even be perverted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She'll hear me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And won't easily be converted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To my way of thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In fact she'll often disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But at the end of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She will understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I want somebody who cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;For me passionately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With every thought and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With every breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Someone who'll help me see things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In a different light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;All the things I detest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I will almost like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't want to be tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To anyone's strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm carefully trying to steer clear of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But when I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I want somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Who will put their arms around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And kiss me tenderly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Though things like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Make me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In a case like this I'll get away with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='SOMEBODY'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111383127369465979</id><published>2005-04-18T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T06:34:33.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Used to see in black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;never really in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;waiting on the love of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to come into my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;everything in shades of gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;never any blues or green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;needed someone else to turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;someone who could help me learn to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all the beauty that was waiting for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You,you put the blue back in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you put the rainbow in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a silver lining in my prayers and now there's color everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you put the red back in the rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just when i needed it the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you came along to show you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and now there's color everywhere, everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My life is so predictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;never any mystery but ever since you shined the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all of that is history and now I have a hand to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and a reason to believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's someone in my life worth living for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was hangin' around just wishing on a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To put the happiness back in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And you,you put the blue back in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you put the rainbow in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a silver lining in my prayers and now theres color everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you put the red back in the rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just when i needed you the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you came along to show you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and now there's color everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111383127369465979?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111383127369465979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111383127369465979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111383127369465979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111383127369465979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/04/used-to-see-in-black-and-white-never.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111374826125834661</id><published>2005-04-17T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T07:31:01.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't Take That Away&lt;br /&gt;They can say anything they want to say&lt;br /&gt;Try to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;But I will not allow&lt;br /&gt;Anyone to succeed&lt;br /&gt;Hanging clouds over me&lt;br /&gt;And they can try hard to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;That I don't matter at all&lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to falter&lt;br /&gt;In what I believe&lt;br /&gt;Or lose faith in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a light in me&lt;br /&gt;That shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;They can try&lt;br /&gt;But they can't take that away from me&lt;br /&gt;From me&lt;br /&gt;They can do anything they want to you&lt;br /&gt;lf you let them in&lt;br /&gt;But they won't ever win&lt;br /&gt;If you cling to your pride&lt;br /&gt;And just push them aside&lt;br /&gt;SeeI have learned there's an inner peace I own&lt;br /&gt;Something in my soul&lt;br /&gt;That they cannot possess&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;And darkness will fade&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a light in me&lt;br /&gt;That shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;They can try&lt;br /&gt;But they can't take that away from me&lt;br /&gt;NoThey can't take this&lt;br /&gt;Precious love&lt;br /&gt;l'll always have inside me&lt;br /&gt;Certainly the Lord will guide me&lt;br /&gt;Where I need to go&lt;br /&gt;They can say anything they want to say&lt;br /&gt;Try to break me down&lt;br /&gt;But 1 won't face the ground&lt;br /&gt;I will rise steadily&lt;br /&gt;Sailing out of their reach&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;They do try hard to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;That I don't matter at all&lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to falter&lt;br /&gt;In what I believe&lt;br /&gt;Or lose faith in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a light in me that shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;They can try&lt;br /&gt;But they can't take that away from me&lt;br /&gt;From me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111374826125834661?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111374826125834661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111374826125834661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111374826125834661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111374826125834661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/04/cant-take-that-away-they-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111374677779344598</id><published>2005-04-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T07:12:14.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APOLOGY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This post is for someone really close to me...&lt;br /&gt;Well this is just a simple apology. The reason...meddling! I know you told me not to do that thing anymore but I did not listen so now i had succeeded in digging a deeper hole for the both of us. I know instead of helping you with your situation, i had pushed you even further. I hate myself for that. Sorry because i did not know when to stop. I'm sorry because i was stupid enough to believe in my mindless theories. I'm sorry for not being sensitive. I know you already told me that its alright and that we're better off this way because now we get to see the truth. Yet maybe the saying what you don't know won't hurt you is true. and maybe that is what i should have applied on you. Now that some questions were answered the pain doubled. Yes I'm aware of that. But its done and as what i have said no more theories, its time to face facts...though how much it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...that's all i can say and don't worry even if you lose a thousand ones who are like him, I'm still here...I'll always be here. And so are the rest of your friends...Love you friend...I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111374677779344598?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111374677779344598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111374677779344598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111374677779344598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111374677779344598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/04/apology.html' title='APOLOGY'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111353620826986039</id><published>2005-04-14T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:40:51.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;After such a long long time...nakapagpost n ko ulit!!! Well the main reason why d me nkkpgpost is dhil s nasira ang aming phone so hindi me nkkpginternet. So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ENCHANTED KINGDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Last April 5, I together with my berks &lt;dudes&gt;went to EK. It was my first time there! promise!!! We had a grand time daring each other to ride the Space Shuttle which of course I did not do since I'm eternally afraid of such things! We also had a ball getting wet in the jungle log jam and the Rio Grande. Malas n lng ng iba smin tulad ko n ntapat s waterfalls. Luckily we were all bringing clothes. My friends also enjoyed teasing me because according to them hindi sulit ang binayad ko! What can I do? Nerbyosa tlaga ako!!!hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you want to know what the main event of the day is...its the fact that we arrived too early at the place. In fact we left Tarlac at around 4 in the morning and because there's no traffic we arrived at around 7:30. We thought that EK will open at 10 so we took a detour to Tagaytay and ate there &lt;jollibee&gt;. Yet when we arrived back at Laguna we found out that EK will open at 2pm pa and its only ten. What a disaster right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yet us being us we decided to make the most of the situation and went to a nearby mall to kill time. But its still so boring. The mall was so small and in less than an hour we had managed to see the whole place. So our last resort? Internet. We went to an internet shop and indulged ourselves in friendster and chat. But our bill is running high and so we left the place and sat at the food court instead. That's when I realized, I hate being idle!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There you have it, our adventure at the Enchanted Kingdom. We left the place at 10 in the evening happy but with no money!..hehe..We arrived at Tarlac at around 12:30. Wheeeew! watta day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;CARD DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Rewind to a few days before...April 1 and we'll find ourselves in card day. I went to school to get my card at around 10:30 only to find out that I can't get it because of our "utangs" to the annual! So we spent the whole morning rushing articles just so we can get our card that day. Finally we finished everything and was able to get our cards though we had to endure our hunger. We ate Lunch at past one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111353620826986039?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111353620826986039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111353620826986039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111353620826986039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111353620826986039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111227418832360114</id><published>2005-03-31T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T05:07:24.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACT OR FICTION PART II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I will now leave you...someone that twisted my mind for more than a year. I will now try to break the spell you cast on me. I don't even know what came over me when i met you. I'm not even someone who likes as in like people easily but when i met you, i dunno, its as if i got totally twisted. You were able twist me around your little finger without even doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to believe in coincidences. I learned to ask God for signs. I believed some and yes somehow God answered some of my prayers. Yet there's always a drawback. We didn't really get to be really good friends like I wanted. Acquaintances..yes..Friends?not really.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have to learn goodbye. You won't care I'm sure but this is still my way of erasing whatever it is that is continually hunting me. From now on, i'll forget whatever it is that happened. You will remain as part of my memory but I will now draw the line there. This is the time to correct whatever mistakes I made ever since you came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;From now on i'll be free. And I'll be happy. Thanks for teaching me thing s about life without meaning to. And thank you because you still became a part of me...somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't see this ever and probably won't care. At least its over. Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111227418832360114?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111227418832360114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111227418832360114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111227418832360114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111227418832360114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/fact-or-fiction-part-ii.html' title='FACT OR FICTION PART II'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111227219774626394</id><published>2005-03-31T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T04:29:57.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAARAWAN NI FLIPPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Emem's birthday....we had real fun at her house. We had a blast talking, eating and laughing. Ayaw n nga nming umuwi eh..hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nag choir din kmi. Ang saya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111227219774626394?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111227219774626394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111227219774626394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111227219774626394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111227219774626394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/kaarawan-ni-flippo.html' title='KAARAWAN NI FLIPPO'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111227170765374401</id><published>2005-03-31T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T04:21:47.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICIAL GRADUATES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Let's start with what happened yesterday...it was our first day as "official high school graduates" pero as usual khit kttpos lng ng grad eh nsa school nnman kami. We had our Annual meeting. Tapos we went to the mall. It was one big adventure lalo na kay Daph..hehe. One thing's for sure hinding hindi n nya mkklimutan ang How Sweet. Let's not get into details kasi baka awayin ako ni Daph pag nbasa nya. Well let's just there's more to our trip than just a simple task of gift hunting. Afterwhich we went to Daph's house and ate palabok again kasi iun din kinain nmin s school. We hang out there for a while. i was with Inna, Daph, Carmel, Bon, Ayrra, Jovelle and Monique. Tpos we went back to the mall para gumandus..hehehe..actually ngtour lng kmi s arcade. Ang saya!!! Nginternet din. Then we discovered a new heaven. NAME: Mccollosso STREET NAME: King Cone...=&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111227170765374401?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111227170765374401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111227170765374401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111227170765374401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111227170765374401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/official-graduates.html' title='OFFICIAL GRADUATES'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111149570306086069</id><published>2005-03-22T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T07:14:36.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FACT OR FICTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I first met her, I never knew that we'll get closer. She's nothing more than an acquiantance to me. In fact I found her really annoying. Maybe its the way she talks or carries herself. Whatever it is I know only one thing at that time..she's not the type of person I want to get closer to. All of this changed a few years later however. It was when we got the chance to talk with each other. And I mean REALLY TALK, not just the shallow conversations we had before. That's when i found out that this girl is not who I thought she was. Nalaman ko ksi n mron plang mbait at sensitive side behind dun s naka2inis n personality n nkita ko noon. That's the start of our friendship. Friendship n hndi gnun kabulgaran..s totoo lng mnsan mnsan lng kng mg-usap pro enough n yun pra msabng she had touched a big part in my life. Through her I learned so much about life. I saw her when she's happy and that made me see the beauty of everything. I saw her cry and that made me realize that life will never be perfect. In her I learned never to judge anyone easily because sometimes people may have a lot more than what they show to others. She also made me believe in chances and that God allows us to explore different sides of ourselves because we're two very different persons. Yet that did not stop us from getting closer and from being friends. Rather that made our relationship even more exciting and utterly rewarding. So I want to thank this person for coming into my life. Thank you because you were able to make me a better me. You had filled a part of my heart even though I don't come ryt out nd say it...Basta all I know is that everyday I thank God because He had given you to me. I'll remain a friend for this person and I hope she will too...forever...=&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111149570306086069?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111149570306086069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111149570306086069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111149570306086069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111149570306086069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/fact-or-fiction.html' title='FACT OR FICTION'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111140259348564295</id><published>2005-03-21T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:56:33.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAD SHOES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; For the last few weeks ever since graduation practices started, my dilemma was that I can't find time to buy my graduation shoes. This is mostly because of work I have to do both for the newspaper and annual not to mention our research project. I even got a lot of scoldings from my mom because she said we will never get to buy anything at that rate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;     Finally after a long long time, I finally got to go out with my mom and buy. We did this yesterday because I really need the shoes today! So there it is after looking after pairs and pairs of shoes, I finally picked one. Sa wakas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;     I thought that's where it all ended pero I found out I had bigger problems because after only half a day in them, I'm already starting to appreciate the value of flat shoes. Ang sakit pala s paa ang naka heels!!! Hindi n nga nmin kinaya umakyat n kmi s clasrum ng nakapaa!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;     So there it is the tragic story of my grad shoes...(exaggeration b?)...basta yun n yun! =&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111140259348564295?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111140259348564295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111140259348564295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111140259348564295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111140623434272943?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111140623434272943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111140623434272943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111140623434272943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111140623434272943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/graduation-na.html' title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111140611907153467</id><published>2005-03-21T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T03:55:19.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/145/4230/640/pooh.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/145/4230/320/pooh.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang cute talaga ni Pooh!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' 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title=''/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111140346749522878</id><published>2005-03-21T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T03:11:07.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Time is definitely running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In a few days time I'll be saying my goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'll move on to another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'll meet new people and make new memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yet a part of me stays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A part of me belongs here forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Most importantly a part of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;will always belong to people who are truly special...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Not all my dreams came true in high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I also experienced failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but my unfulfilled wishes are nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;compared to the lessons I learned from the experiences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now as I continue treading my path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A prayer will always linger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that someday when I meet all these people again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'll be able to smile and say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"I had been a great part of what these people have achieved and who they had become"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;=thanks for making me into me=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111140346749522878?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111140346749522878/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111128693046961323</id><published>2005-03-20T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T18:48:50.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALLING FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>What is this I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I just can't explain&lt;br /&gt;When you're near&lt;br /&gt;It's not just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to hide it&lt;br /&gt;Try not to show it&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy&lt;br /&gt;how could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;finally my heart gave in&lt;br /&gt;and i've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;i finally know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;so this is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you said hello&lt;br /&gt;I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I felt good inside&lt;br /&gt;is this really happenin&lt;br /&gt;or am I just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I guess its true&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;Finally my heart gave in&lt;br /&gt;and I've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;I finally know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;so this is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you still linger in my mind&lt;br /&gt;No matter what time of day&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really fallin for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111128693046961323?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111128693046961323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111128693046961323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Daphine Ferrer&lt;br /&gt;my best friend of many years. She had been there when I truly needed someone beside me.&lt;br /&gt;2. BERKS &lt;dudes&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayrra- pretty big eyes&lt;br /&gt;Bon- tall and weird&lt;br /&gt;Aimee- macho; quiet but naughty&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle- sweet little girl&lt;br /&gt;Abbie- masungit pero sweet&lt;br /&gt;Monique- astrogirl; my bigpie&lt;br /&gt;Micah- notorious chick&lt;br /&gt;Raissa- pink monster&lt;br /&gt;Daph- Einstein&lt;br /&gt;3. Kaycee Roxas&lt;br /&gt;my constant kadaldalan; mirror fanatic&lt;br /&gt;4.FLIP AUTHORITY&lt;br /&gt;Carmel- small but terrible&lt;br /&gt;Inna- super intelligent pro fashionista&lt;br /&gt;MM- the LIGHT of my life..hehe&lt;br /&gt;with/ Chachu- twelve coh&lt;br /&gt;Nona- kambal ko &lt;remember,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My Four Love Family&lt;br /&gt;the best class ever!&lt;br /&gt;6. my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='school bus'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=school%20bus"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;school bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; mates&lt;br /&gt;my partners in crime..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me into who I am now. Tnx for completing me...=&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111128639980704093?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111128639980704093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111128639980704093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111128639980704093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111128639980704093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/people-who-had-touched-my-life.html' title='PEOPLE WHO HAD TOUCHED MY LIFE'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111122990790310133</id><published>2005-03-19T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T05:05:01.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SHIELD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today, I went to school for the newspaper's lay-out. I was not much of a help but its still a lot of fun. We had a blast talking about everything under the sun.(it was really EDUCATIONAL!)=&gt; It was also kinda sad because we know its already our last..huhu..Afterwhich we all went to Mcdo and ate our lunch there. (ang sarap ng king cone promise!!!) Then we went to Metro. We really enjoyed the arcade. Sabi nga ni Nona meron n kming bgong hobby..hehe..mabisang theraphy daw pra s mga problematic...We also went to Daph's house (my best friend) to print our project. In short ginawa nming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'22&amp;k="&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='computer shop'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=computer%20shop"&gt;computer shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=computer%20shop"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;computer shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; yung bhay nila!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..what else?..oh we also thought about how funny it was that the lower years are all at home studying for their exams while we're in the malls..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel about it?..Happy yet there's a a small cloud...I still can't help thinking about graduation and the fact that in a short time we'll soon say our farewells and it may be a really long time until we can do this again.However i still believe this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There's no such thing as permanent farewells&lt;br /&gt;If we say goodbye today&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to meet again someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111122990790310133?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111122990790310133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111122990790310133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111122990790310133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111122990790310133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/shield.html' title='THE SHIELD'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111122794575814344</id><published>2005-03-19T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T02:25:45.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL SOUL</title><content type='html'>[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt; I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste&lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want to chase&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want to hold&lt;br /&gt;I won't let another minute go to waste&lt;br /&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse #1]&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are something special&lt;br /&gt;To you I'd be always faithful&lt;br /&gt;I want to be what you always needed&lt;br /&gt;Then I hope you'll see the heart in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful soul, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse #2]&lt;br /&gt;You might need time to think it over&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just fine moving forward&lt;br /&gt;I'll ease your mind&lt;br /&gt;If you give me the chance&lt;br /&gt;I will never make you cry, c'mon let's try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[Break]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy for wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Baby do you think you could want &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='me too'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=me%20too"&gt;me too&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Do you see things the way I do&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know that you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful soul, yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111122794575814344?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111122794575814344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111122794575814344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111122794575814344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111122794575814344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/beautiful-soul.html' title='BEAUTIFUL SOUL'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111122761636581375</id><published>2005-03-19T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T02:20:16.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE</title><content type='html'>I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt; To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; know when I goI'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt; To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111122761636581375?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111122761636581375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111122761636581375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111122761636581375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111122761636581375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/true_19.html' title='TRUE'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111115361914839752</id><published>2005-03-18T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T05:46:59.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTITLED</title><content type='html'>I saw you again today&lt;br /&gt;my heart hammered&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe after all this time&lt;br /&gt;Your face still lingers in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted was a simple smile&lt;br /&gt;A glance in my way sometime&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't get any of that&lt;br /&gt;Instead all I got&lt;br /&gt;is pain deep within my heart&lt;br /&gt;All I can do now&lt;br /&gt;is utter my silent prayer&lt;br /&gt;Hope that someday&lt;br /&gt;I can find the one&lt;br /&gt;who I can call mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111115361914839752?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111115361914839752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111115361914839752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111115361914839752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111115361914839752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/untitled.html' title='UNTITLED'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111115158018152127</id><published>2005-03-18T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T05:13:00.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECOLLECTION</title><content type='html'>Today is our recollection. We do this every year ever since i can remember...This time however I feel something different about it. Maybe because I know its already our last. hmmmmm..nagdadrama nanaman ako..huhu..basta ang alm ko sobrang dami ko mamimiss dito. As in tlaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we had shared, the best days of our lives...&lt;br /&gt;The same smile had once touched our faces...&lt;br /&gt;The same tears had fallen from our eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Now we are all standing at the end&lt;br /&gt;All waiting to cross the finish line...&lt;br /&gt;All that we have now are the memories...&lt;br /&gt;I hope wherever life takes us...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we go through or whoever we become...&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday we'll find each other on the same line...&lt;br /&gt;With all of us holding our own star...&lt;br /&gt;Shining brightly and all happy...&lt;br /&gt;Because we know we had all made it...=&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111115158018152127?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111115158018152127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111115158018152127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111115158018152127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111115158018152127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/recollection.html' title='RECOLLECTION'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11485553.post-111106621438189744</id><published>2005-03-17T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T05:30:14.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi! Kung di ko lng tlaga mhal c emem, sumigaw n ko!!!hehe...dis is already my tenth article and promise i'm not exaggerating...grabe ang hrp p lng magpafeature...if u dnt understand wat i'm saying, let's just say it has sumting to do with me wanting to see my picture on the school paper. at recently dahil nhawa n ko kay Chachu, pra n rin s dewberry...=&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Lyf at our school is always the same dis days..endless practices and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I'LL MISS AT CHST&lt;br /&gt;1. my friends&lt;br /&gt;2. the green tables&lt;br /&gt;3. our classroom&lt;br /&gt;4. food na lging nauubos!&lt;br /&gt;5. my writing assignments&lt;br /&gt;6. the teachers&lt;br /&gt;7. the bowers&lt;br /&gt;8. ung mga acacia&lt;br /&gt;9. chits&lt;br /&gt;10. ung mga events!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11485553-111106621438189744?l=princesstetet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/feeds/111106621438189744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11485553&amp;postID=111106621438189744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111106621438189744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11485553/posts/default/111106621438189744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesstetet.blogspot.com/2005/03/stress.html' title='Stress!!!'/><author><name>tetet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226341253923496080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
