<?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-25115925</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:25:02.268+03:00</updated><category term='Melancholy'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Daily Ramblings'/><category term='Sweet Nothings'/><category term='2007'/><category term='School Stuffs'/><category term='Christmas Thoughts'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='Fave Stuffs'/><category term='My Opinion'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Outbursts of Satisfaction</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-3826361829660994417</id><published>2007-02-05T12:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:50:36.661+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Million Regrets</title><content type='html'>I really want to get over it already but that REGRETFUL moment kept on flashing and flashing at the back of my mind. Too many what ifs and regrets and &lt;i&gt;sayangs&lt;/i&gt;. We (Elisha, Krishel and me) were already [this] close to winning but then again, maybe for some whatever reason, fate won't allow us to win. ugh, LOSERS :( Sana talaga, that katangahan and hesitation vanished while we were playing. Stupidity and hesitation struck us for like 3 times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 During the easy round I guess, Elisha's answer was letter C and mine was letter A. Krishel said that we should follow Elisha but no, Stupid Bea insisted her answer. Unfortunately C was the right answer. My fault :( That katangahan costs 1point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Elisha thought of that URL answer already but she changed it to Domain Name &amp; to our surprise, URL was the right answer...Super duper regretful. I was about to write that URL na but we changed it.ugh! That hesitation costs 3 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We had a tie! 35-35 time fo the ie-breaker round*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 I will never for get this tie-breaking trigonometric equation&gt;&gt;csc0 tan0 cos0. My KATANGAHAN and hesitation struck me bigtime during this incident. waah! We already got 1 as the answer, yeah we finished 1st but we hesitated to raise that up. It's as if blood was flowing out of our armpits preventing us to raise that boad. Actually I already raised the board pero nagdadalawaing isip kami so we decided to put the board down. STo00pid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That katanganhan was priceless we could've proved something by winning that against wisdom.. SAYANG :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, we lost &amp;amp; will regret this day talaga-FOREVER. We could've felt so much better if we came up with the wrong answer and raised the board first but we got the right answer and just hesitated to raise it up. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Congratulations to Tricia &amp; Jill &amp;amp; Edlynne from the bottom of our still-regretful hearts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to melt and just eat cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Irene &amp;amp; Jan's "Sexy Buh" cheer really gave us the strength :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-3826361829660994417?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/3826361829660994417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=3826361829660994417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3826361829660994417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3826361829660994417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/02/million-regrets.html' title='A Million Regrets'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-3227821895267958929</id><published>2007-01-26T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:47:40.384+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Mirror, Mirror...</title><content type='html'>Mirror, mirror on the wall who cracks the most jawbreaking joke of them all?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life can be so frustrating and annoying. Sometimes fate can twist itself and surround you with stuffs that can make you puke rather than with stuffs that can give you that lasting smile. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try to just STAY AWAY from these CRAPS, fate will always take that 360-degree turn to make your life miserable :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna stop saying my crappy feelings about ruthless craps in this blog but I just can't help it. This is really getting into my nerves. the last time that I expressed my crapped-out feelings in this blog was ...a long time ago, 'cause I'm really trying to avoid doing that (I'm trying to change you know..lol:) but these people are really above the highest level of crappiness that I can tolerate. In short, they act like trash most of the time and hey are super-super acting without manners at all. I really, really tried my best to just be patient with their stupid acts and just stay away from them, but their flaming PASSION to act like trash an bug me is just soo vexing! Even just the slightest wound of the pitch of their crow-like &lt;i&gt;bulol&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;mamalat- malat &lt;/i&gt; voices make me want to sulk all thet Famous Potatoes fries that i have eaten fro lunch.  Nobody can control them, they're wild and their sense of humor is just too overworked, just for showing off, not really funny. In short, CORNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't get it. Why are they acting like that? problems maybe? or it's just their nature. Yeah, it may sound really, really cliche but you simply cannot please everybody. Never. I swear! But I'm really, really hoping that they'd get a life..soon , shut up and eat cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-3227821895267958929?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/3227821895267958929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=3227821895267958929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3227821895267958929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3227821895267958929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/mirror-mirror.html' title='Mirror, Mirror...'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-2892578636951159778</id><published>2007-01-25T11:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T12:07:51.095+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Days...</title><content type='html'>I could still remeber those days of innocence:) Those stress-free, hassle-free days here in all that I could ever think of were Barbies..Disneys and stuff. How I wish life would always be stress -free and crap-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Disney going gaga session with Elisha started right after lunch. We talked about our fave Disney characters (and also those fugly Disney characters :) My fave's really Aurora from Sleeping Beauty. Her beauty's just soo classic and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our Geometry time, this &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of that World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Little Mermaid)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; song suddenly popped into our minds and we began figuring out the whole lyrics:) Remebering those days, this song is by far my supah-dupah favorite. I love everything about it.The melody, the lyrics and words like thingabob and whazits:) Really cool but I think I've outgrown these stufs already. But still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look at this stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Isn't it neat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wouldn't you think I'm the girlThe girl who has ev'rything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look at this troveTreasures untold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How many wonders can one cavern hold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lookin' around here you'd think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Sure) she's got everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've got whozits and whatzits galore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(You want thingamabobs?I got twenty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But who cares?No big dealI want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna be where the people are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wanna see 'em dancin'Walkin' around on those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Whad'ya call 'em?) oh - feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flippin' your fins you don't get too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Legs are required for jumpin', dancin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Strollin' along down a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(What's that word again?) street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Up where they walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Up where they run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Up where they stay all day in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wanderin' free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part of that world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-2892578636951159778?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/2892578636951159778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=2892578636951159778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2892578636951159778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2892578636951159778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/those-days.html' title='Those Days...'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-8393443661603257126</id><published>2007-01-20T07:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T07:35:26.249+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Revert-able</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, i reverted back to my old layout simply because my old layout looks like crap. Desn't suit my personality and it doesn't look clean unlike this one. This one looks so organized:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-8393443661603257126?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/8393443661603257126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=8393443661603257126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/8393443661603257126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/8393443661603257126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/revert-able.html' title='Revert-able'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-5142059719141627444</id><published>2007-01-19T08:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T08:34:52.423+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Blog-lazy</title><content type='html'>Lazy ass, once again blogged:) I dunno why, but blogging's beginning to be boring and &lt;i&gt;kakatamad &lt;/i&gt; nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was another lazy week. No classes last Monday and 4 days of just re-checking our exam papers. My scores turned out to be good and it's not what I was really expecting. Actually I was expecting low scores for English and Geometry but thank God it turned really good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it, having a planner with you is really a BIG help. I'm loving it! I can feel me, slowly becoming organized. (yeah..SLOWLY) So far, no forgotten projects and homeworks. Big thanks to Starbucks (those 21 frappes really paid off) and to whatever planner company there is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-5142059719141627444?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/5142059719141627444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=5142059719141627444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5142059719141627444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5142059719141627444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-lazy.html' title='Blog-lazy'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-7791603713695722927</id><published>2007-01-14T12:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T12:19:13.723+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Busted</title><content type='html'>I can't bear it anymore, I really really want to make the most out of this no-worry week but our computer died again. I hate it. Right now, I'm wasting my money, staying at computer shops. Nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-7791603713695722927?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/7791603713695722927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=7791603713695722927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7791603713695722927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7791603713695722927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/busted.html' title='Busted'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-2291105707682960040</id><published>2007-01-14T09:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T07:29:47.861+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Another jam packed post</title><content type='html'>At last, A post:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;January 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of the exams, 6subjects but just minor ones. Spanish sucked. I didn't study that much 'cause I thought that the Dictionary would be available. But no, Sir M. just gave us some not-so-useful handouts which didn't help a bit. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;January 9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CLASSES. We had a sumptuous dinner at Dad's Glorietta. Their cow stuffed toys were really cute. love 'em:D. We were supposed to claim 2 stickers from Starbucks for my planner but the receipt wasn't accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANUARY 10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting harder and harder. While I was taking my math, my head and my tummy were aching so i wan't able to consentrate that much. I can feel it, low scores for math this time:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANUARY 11&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my Starbuck's planner. Enormous thanks to my Tita, my mom and my other tita and my dad:)I love the leather finish of the planner and the memo pad and the pen:) Last night of our Hell week review agony:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANUARY 12 &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/Rane2xLyamI/AAAAAAAAADI/cNh2m0Wijmk/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019788292178209378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/Rane2xLyamI/AAAAAAAAADI/cNh2m0Wijmk/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lAST DAY of our Hell week agony. Yay! Went to Gateway with my friends and had lots of fun. Had vanity pics with einger and Jill:0 Thanks Jill:)Stayed with Winger and Jill till 5:30. Haha, we bought some socks for our phones and they're quite oversized:p. I hated it, our computer was again busted I hate it. Yeah, Computer Shop suffering again:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANUARY 13 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go to Greenhills and Tagaytay but everything was cancelled. For the 1st time, I tried that Globe unlimited texting thing and had so much funny texts from Franz, Elisha, Ren, Batchi and Tricia:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JANUARY 14 &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/Ranf5BLyanI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K9ZYNs_UJvg/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019789430344542834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/Ranf5BLyanI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K9ZYNs_UJvg/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sr. Euy's "Debut" haha. Mall of Asia with Jill, Tricia and my fam:) We had lots of pics. sobra, then we had Starbucks. Too bad, broke my promise that i shouldn't drink another cup after that planner thing. Swear, this would be the last until November once again for the planner:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-2291105707682960040?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/2291105707682960040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=2291105707682960040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2291105707682960040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2291105707682960040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-jam-packed-post.html' title='Another jam packed post'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/Rane2xLyamI/AAAAAAAAADI/cNh2m0Wijmk/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-1990240590289618918</id><published>2007-01-13T07:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T07:12:30.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'>out</title><content type='html'>Millions of things happened to me these past days but i'm really out of words and my computer's jammed. loser. I'll blog soon I guess:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-1990240590289618918?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/1990240590289618918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=1990240590289618918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/1990240590289618918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/1990240590289618918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2007/01/out.html' title='out'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-5428237752993638567</id><published>2006-12-31T18:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:57:35.684+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RZfreeXnp4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/k5gv3EVlRzc/s1600-h/Firecrackers_wallpaper_01_by_lazerblade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014735618881070978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RZfreeXnp4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/k5gv3EVlRzc/s320/Firecrackers_wallpaper_01_by_lazerblade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;NEW YEAR, NEW LAYOUT:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WELCOME &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-5428237752993638567?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/5428237752993638567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=5428237752993638567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5428237752993638567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5428237752993638567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/welcome-2007.html' title='Welcome 2007'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RZfreeXnp4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/k5gv3EVlRzc/s72-c/Firecrackers_wallpaper_01_by_lazerblade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-2164947663287475076</id><published>2006-12-27T11:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T11:50:09.682+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Ramblings'/><title type='text'>My Christmas</title><content type='html'>I missed blogging. (Actually, I have all the time to blog but I was super duper hooked in watching ANTM 6 &amp; because of that my accomplished projects are still: zero:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:36fcea;"&gt;DECEMBER 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas was really fun. After our Sunday mass we immediately went to my Father's side's home and ate our dinner there. Yum, F-ooo-d:) We had Lechon. For the 1st time, I became hooked with Lechon. I never liked Lechon. ever. Before, I perceived it as something really greasy but it's supper yummy pala.*crrrrunch* After the dinner, we did the usual stuff. My relatives are fond of giving this new 20 &amp; 50 peso bills every christmas and I'm definitely in need of moolah right now, so, tried to get as much as I can. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give way to the bulldozer!:))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (to satisfy my starbucks-sticker craze) I collected 250 bucks. It's kinda okay. Not bad for 20 peso bills. After the fun. We're supposed to attend the Christmas Eve Mass. But unfortunately, Lazy Ass attacked &amp; besides I have no one to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 10:00 to 11:59 my cousin &amp; I fiddled over the internet and watched 3 episodes of ANTM :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 hurrah! MERRY CHRISTMAS! We had lots of shots c/o my Tita's cam. I really, really want to upload it her but unfortunately each photo eats a whopping&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; 2MB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. boo:( We were supposed to have some fireworks but my stoopid brother opened the other box thinking that the box contained lots of small fireworks:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I had no more gifts to open. Everything I received were moolah inside this red chinese envelope. which is better:) In order to receive more crunchy 20 peso bills, my cousins and I sang at the top of our lungs and the effect: Crap &amp; Phlegm and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tricia's voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.LOL:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:36fcea;"&gt;DECEMBER 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30- Mass:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-2164947663287475076?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/2164947663287475076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=2164947663287475076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2164947663287475076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2164947663287475076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-christmas.html' title='My Christmas'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-7906145662506695033</id><published>2006-12-24T17:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:32:45.257+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Thoughts'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY9GR-XnpzI/AAAAAAAAACE/YwYYKNQBwpU/s1600-h/merry_christmas_by_thevoiceofheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY9GR-XnpzI/AAAAAAAAACE/YwYYKNQBwpU/s320/merry_christmas_by_thevoiceofheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012302184900437810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It;s 11:45 and Christmas Eve's approaching:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S!:) &lt;/span&gt;&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/25115925-7906145662506695033?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/7906145662506695033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=7906145662506695033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7906145662506695033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7906145662506695033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY9GR-XnpzI/AAAAAAAAACE/YwYYKNQBwpU/s72-c/merry_christmas_by_thevoiceofheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-2653517346081767512</id><published>2006-12-24T10:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:56:01.090+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fave Stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><title type='text'>Joanie Woanie:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY5ABeXnpxI/AAAAAAAAABo/VuEbk2baIb0/s1600-h/30925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY5ABeXnpxI/AAAAAAAAABo/VuEbk2baIb0/s320/30925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012013829386118930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY4_p-XnpwI/AAAAAAAAABg/DcaXOQT7co8/s1600-h/bigjouanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY4_p-XnpwI/AAAAAAAAABg/DcaXOQT7co8/s320/bigjouanie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012013425659193090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this! My ANTM Cycle 6 fave Joanie. The 1st one's really good for a blogskin header:)) She's Cinderella in that photoshoot and the models need to fall from something and she did pretty well. The 2nd photo, Joanie's a housewife {Can be a Desperate Housewife shot} I love it:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-2653517346081767512?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/2653517346081767512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=2653517346081767512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2653517346081767512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/2653517346081767512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/joanie-woanie.html' title='Joanie Woanie:))'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY5ABeXnpxI/AAAAAAAAABo/VuEbk2baIb0/s72-c/30925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-4482333810913326753</id><published>2006-12-23T16:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T16:43:32.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated wishlist:))</title><content type='html'>I want Santa to be nicer to me this December:) Would you do that Santa:) I know you won't resist a &lt;u&gt;NICE&lt;/u&gt; kid knocking at your door:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Digicam&lt;br /&gt;-iBook {dream big!}&lt;br /&gt;-The new improved iPod to replace my departed one:(&lt;br /&gt;-ODM watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-Bags! more!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-A new wallet {something small yet roomy}&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-Wishing Bracelets; More bangles&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S.O.S. from God &amp; Santa to help me finish my projects&lt;br /&gt;-Starbucks 2007 Planner {11 more stickies. I think i need my relatives &amp;amp; my frappies' help here:) right elisha?}&lt;br /&gt;-DSL connection&lt;br /&gt;-Project Runway season 3 DVD&lt;br /&gt;-More Havies&lt;br /&gt;-My OWN doggie&lt;br /&gt;-The Perfect Chuck Taylors&lt;br /&gt;-Lip balm that'll permanently shut off my allergies&lt;br /&gt;-Limited Edition Christmas Havies {Goes at the botton. I'm losing hope. I can't find my size anywhere}&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph by Ralph Lauren perfume {smells like that bench hairspary}&lt;br /&gt;-Bean Bags!!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-4482333810913326753?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/4482333810913326753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=4482333810913326753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/4482333810913326753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/4482333810913326753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/updated-wishlist.html' title='Updated wishlist:))'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-9090443074791174983</id><published>2006-12-23T11:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:29:44.094+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY0uo-XnpvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3AaXa4Sm4AM/s1600-h/800px-ANTM6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011713241804941042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY0uo-XnpvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3AaXa4Sm4AM/s320/800px-ANTM6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY0ubuXnpuI/AAAAAAAAABI/XCXtxrsv4OM/s1600-h/800px-ANTM6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't wait for ETC. ANTM Cycle 5 is now over but still no Cycle 6:( Big Thanks to You Tube:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current Fave: Nnenna &amp;amp; Joanie:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-9090443074791174983?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/9090443074791174983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=9090443074791174983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/9090443074791174983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/9090443074791174983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/antm-6.html' title='ANTM 6'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RY0uo-XnpvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3AaXa4Sm4AM/s72-c/800px-ANTM6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-7613781215817704533</id><published>2006-12-23T09:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T03:45:00.739+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Ramblings'/><title type='text'>My Starbucks Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011631469922592466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RYzkROXnptI/AAAAAAAAAA8/D3J8SbghhFk/s200/sbucks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want that planner! I want that planner! This is my chance to change my lifestyle:)) To be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;organized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; {as if!}.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was never organized. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I forget things easily so I need to jot down every single task that I need to do:) Well, it's hard to collect those stickers if you're alone especially if you're still in High school &amp; you don't earn moolah. It's super duper helpful to have someone who's also addicted to coffee to help you:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;11 more stickies to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-7613781215817704533?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/7613781215817704533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=7613781215817704533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7613781215817704533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7613781215817704533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/plan-your-life.html' title='My Starbucks Craze'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RYzkROXnptI/AAAAAAAAAA8/D3J8SbghhFk/s72-c/sbucks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-8869752870288617343</id><published>2006-12-23T09:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T09:50:05.360+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><title type='text'>Lazy Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more days 'til Christmas. I can't wait:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy Ass is back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a time to blog, to sit back and relax here in our province. No malls and no Starbucks for 8 days. Well, I can already smell Christmas approaching. All those food, those gifts, those moolah, those lights. whew! Everthing's christmas-y and lovely and perfect except for one eensy-weensy fact that I still have to meddle with school projects especially that Les Miserables project. I don't even have a scratch or a plan of that project. I'm doomed:( &lt;s&gt; No, I can do this&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-8869752870288617343?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/8869752870288617343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=8869752870288617343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/8869752870288617343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/8869752870288617343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/lazy-ass.html' title='Lazy Ass'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-3042283983585655458</id><published>2006-12-22T03:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:46:04.169+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Jam-packed</title><content type='html'>No Time to blog. So, I'll just stuff everything in his post:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;December 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My Tita I just came home from Australia. Yuck! She puked &amp; puked at the plane. &amp;amp; guess what the plane has no pain killers available.&lt;br /&gt;-YUM! She bought lots of Krispy Kremes. &lt;s&gt;4 glazed boxes i guess:)&lt;/s&gt; Calories! Here we come!&lt;br /&gt;-Duty Free afterwards. Duty Free was okaay:) They have lots of mushy bean pillows &amp; I'm lovin' it:)&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner at Aristocrats the one near Roxas Boulevard. Cuute! We saw Filipino Cultural performers &amp;amp; foreigners joining. funny:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;December 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So called party with the other side of reality. B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;December 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Social Studies Presentation. Hurray! No longtest for our group.-Christmas Party. BIG THANKS to everyone fo the gifts:)&lt;br /&gt;-"Amazing Race". My Heart almost exploded. Super duper tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;December 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The F-U-N begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went with Tita I to Glorietta. Nothing has changed:( At All Flip Flops, eveything is available. Everything is available at size 40:( loser. At Rustan's Christmas editions are avilable in super small sizes &amp; super big sizes:( We ate at Italianni's and I forgot to get that 20% discount card from my mom:( SToooPID. Then we went to the Landmark, then to S.M. Good thing they're interconnected:) Then after a few hours, Food again! Pizza Hut this time. I missed their stuffed crust pizza:) Then we went to that Hotel. Intercon i guess. My Tita booked something while I had the most relaxing time of my life. I was able to sit. Then back to SM to use the MRT. Nope, it's not masikip as I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gateway we were soo tired. &amp;amp; I needed coffee to replenish the energy:) I desperately want that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Starbuck's 2007 planner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 stickers for today:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Then my Tita checked out the Manhattan Garden City showroom. Yess..I got to sit:) The&lt;br /&gt;units were nicee:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;December 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The continuation of the Manhattan Garden City expedition. This time I was with my Tita I and another tita &amp; my fave cousin Tin:) They stayed at the showroom for an hour i guess. I was soo bored, I just grabbed my cousin to go somewhere else. We went to Rustan's &amp;amp; whoa. There are lots of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wishing Bracelets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:) Actually they're all nicee:) I got the I&lt;em&gt; wish..I was shopping bracelet.&lt;/em&gt; I love, love, love,  the bag charms in it:) Then, Starbucks once again we are 4 right? so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 stickers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha! *deviously*. I tried their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Peppermint Mocha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; I noticed that the barista sticked the sticker on the right side of the card.It's supposedly at the left fo the 9 stickers side. So, i asked th guy to transfer the sticker nalang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Kung kaya nyang tuklapin! why not)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But surprise! surprise! he sticked another one instead of removing the other:) hahaha-haha-haha-ha! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*devious laugh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then we went to Robinson's Galleria right after the devious coffee incident.&lt;br /&gt;-My Tita checked out the showroom nanaman for that East Galleria condo thing:( Tiring:(  FF&gt;&gt;we ate at Pancake House. Then to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;50th Ave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  It's super Tiangge like. I love it. Soo many bangles! Then I saw this cute, lime green octopus mushy bean pillow. &amp; my other Tita bought it for me:)) I named her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COTYPUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. laame:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF&gt;&gt;&gt;HOME SWEET HOME:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-3042283983585655458?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/3042283983585655458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=3042283983585655458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3042283983585655458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3042283983585655458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/jam-packed.html' title='Jam-packed'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-6838170941045331368</id><published>2006-12-15T12:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:46:34.279+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholy'/><title type='text'>Aboimanble Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RYJ8xRJ3r7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/orBsbLOXpnE/s1600-h/dead.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008702921449648050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RYJ8xRJ3r7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/orBsbLOXpnE/s200/dead.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all over. The agony &amp; the misery that my iPod went through during *her* stay with me is finally over. When I surrendered her to my mom's friend, she was already dying. And now, she's completely gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's friend brought her to the Apple Center to see if the professionals there can still do something. But bad news, her whole system's already corrupt. Crap! what have I done. Actually, it was all my ignorance's fault. I think those pirated cds were the cause. How can I be that stupid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's not yet the end of the world &amp;amp; it's Christmas. But then again, I'm still in the verge of&lt;br /&gt;grief &amp;amp; melancholy:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-6838170941045331368?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/6838170941045331368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=6838170941045331368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/6838170941045331368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/6838170941045331368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/aboimanble-apple.html' title='Aboimanble Apple'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RYJ8xRJ3r7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/orBsbLOXpnE/s72-c/dead.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-6245386481545402608</id><published>2006-12-13T08:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:09:45.704+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Merry Havaianas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RX-YZRJ3r6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/rHlIws09qEs/s1600-h/keychain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007888870528233378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RX-YZRJ3r6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/rHlIws09qEs/s320/keychain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at this, look at this! Look a this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Limited Edition Christmas Havaianas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh God! Let me have 'em. I'm kinda losing hope though:( I've been to 3 Havaianas shops already and 37-38's are so out of stock.Aaah! I want 'em, I want 'em! The extra Havaianas Keychain &amp;amp; pouch is an added bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Can anyone help me find one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Thanks to &lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gallery La Cornucopia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the image:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-6245386481545402608?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/6245386481545402608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=6245386481545402608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/6245386481545402608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/6245386481545402608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-at-this-look-at-this-look-this.html' title='Have a Merry Havaianas'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RX-YZRJ3r6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/rHlIws09qEs/s72-c/keychain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-5577592793196235835</id><published>2006-12-12T12:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:05:32.406+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Miserable Marlin(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RX6MmpsumkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rDw6bjGVSpY/s1600-h/olseaman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007594431338945090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RX6MmpsumkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rDw6bjGVSpY/s320/olseaman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, finally, my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Old Man and the Sea'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; agony's finally over. Well, it's quite true that the book's easy to read. I finished it in just one seating from 7 am to 12 noon. Reading it is quite easy but psyching yourself to read the oh-so boring 108-page book is the hardest part. I already had the book in my filthy hands last November 28 but I just had the drive (&amp; guts:)) to read the book just now. I dunno if it's because of my lazy ass or a bad spirit covered the book, preventing meto read. Oh well, at least it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story's good. But the ending...um...whatever. The story's about an Old fisherman who 'lost his luck' years ago. He tries to fish again hoping for a big fish because it's the 85th day(?). Then he captures an enormous Marlin but as he steers home, sharks started to attack his boat &amp;amp; began to eat the marlin's meat. All he's left with was the bone:( The ending's depressing actually. &lt;i&gt;Nakakainis&lt;/i&gt;. All his pain, all that blood he lost, all those cramps he had suffered, all those concentration &amp;amp; precision were just wasted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* Actually, the book cost Php269 and it's soo thin. Somewhat worth it. Somewhat not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My next problem:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Les Miserables Project.&lt;/strong&gt; Can someone help me please! Can someone lend me a dvd of that film! The&lt;br /&gt;school has a VHS copy. VHS? goodluck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-5577592793196235835?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/5577592793196235835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=5577592793196235835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5577592793196235835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5577592793196235835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/miserable-marlin_12.html' title='Miserable Marlin(?)'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RX6MmpsumkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rDw6bjGVSpY/s72-c/olseaman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-7455334326884253109</id><published>2006-12-11T15:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:00:15.248+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Christmas feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Christmas. I can really feel it:) I can now feel how the Christmas breeze tickles my very soul. &amp; how Christmas vaccumes every single penny from my wallet. Here's my Christmas wishlist. How I wish, Santa's techie &amp;amp; he'd drop by my blog:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My OWN digicam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I want a digicam that can hide all your facial flaws:))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Limited Edition Christmas Havaianas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Santa, I want a size 37-38. If you can't give me one, please let me find one (my size) I've been to 3 Havaianas shops &amp; I still can't find one. Always out of stock. loser)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flat Havaianas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I swear. I have no flats.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Bag&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;s)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A new perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (that smells like that bench hairspray)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A new phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (will stay as a "Wish" for now)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A new wallet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (something small yet roomy. labo.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing™ Bracelets&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bangles&lt;/span&gt;. more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DSL connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm so sick of using this slow-as-snail dial-up connection:()&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas maybe about material stuffs &amp;amp; $ moolah $.(it may sound corny) but the really essence of Christmas is on how you made someone deprived feel happy. For a change, why not do at least 1 good deed everyday. Malay mo, Santa will add you on his 'Good Kids' list:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-7455334326884253109?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/7455334326884253109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=7455334326884253109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7455334326884253109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/7455334326884253109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-feeling.html' title='Christmas feeling'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-5986318752975071148</id><published>2006-12-09T14:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T15:05:21.981+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><title type='text'>Multiply Mayhem</title><content type='html'>I finally updated my rotten multiply site. Honestly, I got tired of using Elisha's acct. to 'steal' some photos from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the photos, Jill!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me use your acct, Elisha!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beabalmes.multiply.com"&gt;Visit my Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-5986318752975071148?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/5986318752975071148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=5986318752975071148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5986318752975071148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/5986318752975071148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/multiply-mayhem.html' title='Multiply Mayhem'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-3574803723931109305</id><published>2006-12-09T14:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:14:38.962+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Reaching Out</title><content type='html'>We had our Outreach Program today. And whew! again, I have to fight my greatest enemy, HEAT. There were 100++ children who came with their parents and most of them were toddlers. I must admit that they are kinda..you know..(be nice! It's Christmas) But I really felt the real essence of Christmas through this event. Even though I saw 2 toddlers crap. yuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-3574803723931109305?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/3574803723931109305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=3574803723931109305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3574803723931109305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/3574803723931109305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/reaching-out.html' title='Reaching Out'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-4833898354731879986</id><published>2006-12-07T14:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:14:59.012+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes...</title><content type='html'>Wow! Hurray! Applause, Applause! Today, December 7, 2006, is our most waited, most raved about, the most flawless event of the year, our FEAST DAY. Grabe. Everything went well. From the decors to the program itself. Venue palang super okay na. Sa Gym. Then our lively class presentations received a two thumbs up remark from the oh-so-lively audience. Grabe. They were all clapping-non-stop. Then the games. wow! the games were really exciting, everyone was in the mood to play, with the prizes pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whew! that was one sarcastic entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes...oooh yeah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That song really stucked here. I heard that song from Maeysh months ago, well, it was part of that Rent movie&lt;em&gt;(that I would really love to watch)&lt;/em&gt; but I just kept on ignoring it. I didn't know that it was awesome. Very pleasing to the ears. Aah, I love it! Then after lunch, Tricia and I were trying that part where one sings in a high pitch and the other low. Grabe. So? I love tricia's voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Reality Check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Our feast day sucked. Why not let Genie and the others play the organ nalang or the violin para mas cool? Ugh! our las presentation was supposedly a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TRIBUTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to Mother Mary, it's supposed to be filled with inspiration and love pero it was a mess. we looked like trash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-4833898354731879986?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/4833898354731879986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=4833898354731879986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/4833898354731879986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/4833898354731879986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/five-hundred-twenty-five-thousand-six.html' title='Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes...'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-4408620594378667830</id><published>2006-12-05T14:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:15:59.020+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Blame it to the Horny Bumblebee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RXVi1hn3x_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZenVxR4cnR4/s1600-h/bee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005015232590366706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RXVi1hn3x_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZenVxR4cnR4/s320/bee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day was totally frustrating and nerve-wracking but not annoying. labo. To start the kamalasan, I have to wake up a lot earlier than usual because it's Tuesday and Tuesday is Coding day. Then add the extra bulk caused by our cooking stuffs and that P.E. attire that was used for nothing actually. Then, &lt;u&gt;Wawing&lt;/u&gt; was absent pa. So I have no permanent kasama at all. Even though I have Batchi, Irene, Jan and the rest of the alphabitches in case Elisha's absent it still feels a lot different if you have a permanent friend to go along with all the time. My section is malas kasi, all my other friends were at the other side of the wall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was this pink stuffed bee that Maeysh brought during our break and suprise, surprise! that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Horny Bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Maeysh's idea) caused us so much trouble. I spilled Ms. Ana's water plant at her desk, cause Maeysh tickled me using that ugly, hony bumblebee Panic! Well, good thing she's really nice, she didn't get mad. aww:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cooking class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I dunno, but everything's really going the wrong way everytime we cook. Lalo na if it is icing. Boiled icing, Royal icing, whatever kind of shit of an icing is it, things would always go wrong! We planned to steal an egg from the ref pa nga kanina (we'll replace it) just to save that icing. ugh! Then Mae bought the wrong cake coloring pa, yeah right she bought something at that Chocolate Lover's place but she bought the wrong item, she bought the right colors but there's just a tiny mistake, she bought RBY chocolates instead of cake coloring..wth? We just ate those chocs nalang and it's super nakakaumay. Though we don't have the icing whatsoever, good thing, our Butter Cake was the best accdg to our teacher 'cause it's not buhaghag daw.Whatever. At least we did something right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh! I'm so fed up with projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; din. As much as I wanted to pass them earlier than our Christmas party, it's just so frikken hard. There are piles and piles of projects to be done.ugh! Then, there are additionals pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pity those who were greatly damaged by that whammy typhoon &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Reming".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then Mrs. Flores gave this short talk pa about them and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mangyans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which really made my heart melt. Too bad I was having a headache that time. Too bad, the mangyan would look at us who live in the city as goons and they would even call us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mga tagababa".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mrs. F said that we couldn't blame them naman 'cause a lot of people paticularly those who buy their copras, abacas and stuff would take advantage of thier illiteracy. Dinadaya nila, in short. Unforunately that's true. Though we are not traders we are also goons in their lives. If we would see them, we'd laugh at them and make fun of them. True? definitely:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-4408620594378667830?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/4408620594378667830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=4408620594378667830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/4408620594378667830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/4408620594378667830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/blame-it-to-horny-bumblebee.html' title='Blame it to the Horny Bumblebee'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fYh9GjQ8Ifg/RXVi1hn3x_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZenVxR4cnR4/s72-c/bee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116496870552773565</id><published>2006-12-01T12:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:25:05.540+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Eat your Heart out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/1600/79357/DSC02551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/320/402979/DSC02551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hurray! Hurray! Krispy Kreme opened yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . I just came home from The Fort. And! I saw this blue building which was quite familiar. Then I saw the sign which says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JAIPUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It sounded quite familiar. Oh! It was the talk of the town nga pala last Wednesday. The place where some hot socialite's gonna have her party with Ritchie Paul's family. I just wanna greet you and say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DREAM ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl! DREAM BIG and visit the nearest Psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krisp Kreme, Oh Krispy Kreme, you already made millions of people gaga. I promised not to fall for you, but here I am now, blogging about my intoxicating experience with you. Remember that first day when Jan introduced me to you. During those times I was still aloof because of that silly Krispy Kreme Calendar my Tita E-mailed me. Where in ENORMOUS WOMEN were featured. That was kinda freaky. But now, when you opened your heart here in Manila and you gave me free tastes of your soul, you were just irresistible. I know you're simply diabetic and I know a piece of your soul costs me a hundred plus calories but just your simple yet GLAZED persona makes my mouth salivate a lot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hoping to see and feel you more and more this coming Christmas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your new found friend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116496870552773565?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116496870552773565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116496870552773565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116496870552773565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116496870552773565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/eat-your-heart-out.html' title='Eat your Heart out'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116494403322953376</id><published>2006-12-01T05:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:33:53.240+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><title type='text'>Cold as Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/1600/434425/barbie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/320/137775/barbie.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has always been a part of my life ever since I knew that something beautiful and collection-worthy exsists. Even though I got tired of wasting my money on useless Barbie junks, she'll always be a part of me. She was once an obssession, a weakness. Even though I got over it already, I just can't erase the fact that I'm super nanghihinayang with all those Barbie stuffs. But at least, whenever I would see Barbie, I would always remember my carefree, worry-free childhood days:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116494403322953376?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116494403322953376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116494403322953376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116494403322953376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116494403322953376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/cold-as-ice.html' title='Cold as Ice'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116494273003800324</id><published>2006-12-01T05:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:21:16.416+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><title type='text'>Koala Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/1600/237459/koala_baby_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/320/748012/koala_baby_pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Aren't Koalas the cutest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanna have one:) Can't the Philippines grow those Eucalyptus trees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116494273003800324?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116494273003800324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116494273003800324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116494273003800324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116494273003800324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/12/koala-madness.html' title='Koala Madness'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116480658091334144</id><published>2006-11-29T15:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:26:20.566+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Yellow Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/1600/833387/yellowfam.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5317/2618/320/321533/yellowfam.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 27-Maeysh's Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Katulong mode master-Troy Fanatic of a bitch just turned 16. we gave her this scrapbook filled with her oh-so-funny pics that was printed by Tricia out of love.aww:) We all wrote our feelings and insights on how this katulong mode master affectd our lives. I was so excited to express my thoughts and gratitude to the friend who makes me laugh like Patricia all the time, I even made mine while missing the film viewing of Les Miserables :)) Thanks for not leaving me during our LOSER mode while all of them were away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 28-FAMILY DAY-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Peach Team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fun+Heat+Food+Photos=Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Right! Our shirts sucked but the day ws definitely fun. Our team won lots of prizes, and I mean, !st Prize . The College were good. I thought we're gonna bag that Overall Champ award, but still, the educ guys won because of their Cheer Dance slash Prayer Rally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snap Shots! Click:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 29&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring. No rest day after that tiring event! Anyway, what do you expect.. I hate it when people leave me on air. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO CLASSES TOMORROW! Hurrah&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116480658091334144?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116480658091334144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116480658091334144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116480658091334144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116480658091334144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/yellow-mind.html' title='Yellow Mind'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116446116158967037</id><published>2006-11-25T15:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T15:26:01.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soo stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I think that I have 500 bucks in my hands but in fact I only have &lt;br /&gt;400 . Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! I can't stand my super tangled hair na talaga that's why I decided to buy that metal hairbrush so that I won't borrow Irene's (nahihiya na ko e.haha!) Thinking that I have 500 in my hands and I have 100 extra bucks pa, I remembered Keisha's magazine. Watson's was the nearest so I went in. When I was paying and the cashie already tendered the item, I looked fo my 100 bucks and sh*t! I can't find it.ahh! I just cancelled the transaction wishing that I would sunddenly melt and just disappear. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe just Karma for what I did earlier:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116446116158967037?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116446116158967037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116446116158967037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116446116158967037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116446116158967037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-soo-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116443491572920550</id><published>2006-11-25T07:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T08:08:35.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;November 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My mom's birthday! Happy Birthday! Mwah,mwah,mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;November 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;LOSER FOR THE DAY&lt;/u&gt; All my friends went to that Adore Youth Congress, too bad, they were bored:( Buti nalang Batchi &amp; Irene were there talaga:) Thanks:) Everything was a mess except for the yummy chocolate Maeysh &amp; Franz gave me. (An extra from their baking task:)) Well, I learned something. Never ever trust or sometimes even mingle with people who feel that they OWN this world, people who feel tht they are simply the best but in fact, they're not. Actually they're one of the worst unruly bastards you'll ever meet in your life. People who feel that everyone loves them because of their so-called funny antics and being super frank, but in fact they suck in almost everything and because of that they cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cool down, they are not worth the Anger"-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;reliable source.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116443491572920550?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116443491572920550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116443491572920550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116443491572920550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116443491572920550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116410808638392804</id><published>2006-11-21T13:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:21:26.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinge of Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I wish I can have it all. Create my own world of flora &amp; fauna, of freedom and fabulousity, filled with humongous pots of gold, swirls of bliss...nothing else but satisfaction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I can feel the pang of&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;betrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the twinge of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;frustration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the pain of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think this is Karma. I know I've been mean but just look around and I'm a hundred percent sure that you can see someone worse than me. I can feel it! The pressure &amp;amp; pain so hard to endure. &amp; right now, I wanna scream out loud, slap your face, pull your filthy hair and kick your butt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I know my worth but you're just playing blind, prentending you can't see anything but a blur &amp;amp; because of that you suck, you heartless, inconsiderate, infuriating...f*g. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But right now, all I can do is sit here, fiddle with my charms and wait for luck to fall on my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116410808638392804?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116410808638392804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116410808638392804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116410808638392804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116410808638392804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/twinge-of-pain.html' title='Twinge of Pain'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116385682856054527</id><published>2006-11-18T15:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:33:48.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Timing</title><content type='html'>Weekend's about to be over once again. I hate it! My lazy Saturday's over. &lt;i&gt; Sayang!&lt;/i&gt;.Kasi naman our superb school made us attend Saturdy Classes to make bawi for all the classes that we've missed because of milenyo. But I know that it's all gonna be worth it. 'Cause December's overflowing with activities and we're gonna have an uber loong weekend on its second week i guess. I'm anticipating that week na. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno but I guess I'm lucky today. I had this secret agreement with my dad and Daisy, my dad asked me to buy and choose the gift for my mom 'cause her birthday will fall on a Thursday and it's not a good day for a birthday that's why we have to buy the give na-super advance. I went home with Carell and Nicole and we rode the LRT together. wee! But sucks for me, I have to leave the train immediately. &amp;&amp;amp; Guess what?! I've seen &lt;i&gt;"people from the past"&lt;/i&gt;. That sucks! I was cornered. No escape! I dunno but I really don't like experiencing those kind of stuffs. Enough of the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Gateway with Daisy right after eating my lunch. &amp; I was feeling really excited &amp;amp; thrilled by this shallow thing nanaman. But who cares, morning palang, my aura's really good na. Then, Rustan's made it even better.  My first stop for the gift was really Rustan's . Why? Varieties of high-end &amp; somewhat low-end pieces are definitely available. &amp;amp; of course, they're of good quality. .Oh! and suprise! surprise! They're having a sale! That sale even made my want to shop more.Everything was on sale. 20% off, 15%..blablah Christmas spirit is definitely alive! &amp;&amp;amp; yeah, my instinct's right, I'm gonna bump into Carell there. Haha! Talk about perfect timing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XOXO bag I wanted was on sale too. But too bad, no more new stocks. I dunno, I don't like buying stuffs that are on display talaga, when I buy them, I wanna see them all sheathed in shiney plastic and stuffed with those paper to make them look fuller. Haha! I'm quite OC when it comes to buying things that I want. It has to be flawless at all angles, no&lt;br /&gt;loose threads, no dirt etc. That's why it takes me forever to decide on things, Right Carell?:))As I've said, it takes me forever in buying anything. Especially when I have the lots of choices. That's why it took me 3 and a half hours to pick that give for my mom. After &lt;i&gt;"The Decision"&lt;/i&gt;, I rewarded Daisy for helping me  and we ate at Taco Bell. Buti nalang she didn't complain kundi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this day's nice. Except for the extra class. BOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116385682856054527?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116385682856054527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116385682856054527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116385682856054527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116385682856054527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/perfect-timing.html' title='Perfect Timing'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116358699139684377</id><published>2006-11-15T12:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:44:12.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>peaceful coexistence</title><content type='html'>More than 2 hours of Chemistry and Math right after the first half of Chemistry. If you think that Math makes your head ache. Well then, just taking a glance at this Wednesday sched can kill you softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's nothing, really. But why can't I just let it fade. It 's still here upto this second. &amp; I hate it. Why is it bugging me? It should be nothing. 'Cause it's not of my possession. I wanna say that I 'm fond of you no more but I'm just making a fool out of myself. I'm trying but I can't but that's the way it is you just can't fight &lt;i&gt;nature&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I almost forgot. Ang tagal na nito! We have a new classmate. Her name is Clara Ligon.Hmm..something in common? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batchi! That's ok. You're way better than her. Plus, you have the advantage. Don't worry:))I'm here. We'll get over this together:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Tricia &amp;amp; Maeysh watched Sir Aquino's Opera. whoa! I'm jelly! I wanna go din. I wanna watch him and here his voice. &amp;amp; Patricia received a miracle from her dad. She was permitted to go. First time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116358699139684377?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116358699139684377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116358699139684377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116358699139684377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116358699139684377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/peaceful-coexistence.html' title='peaceful coexistence'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116350282712153442</id><published>2006-11-14T12:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:23:44.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of it</title><content type='html'>Someone went really overboard while expressing her feelings and that sucks. Time's wasted and saliva's wasted too, you know. Learn to shut up! or else, you'd burst out and explode into pieces (w/c is way better.haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so hard to trust people nowadays. Honestly, I'm not getting into so much chismis nowadays unlike last year. Okay, I love hearing those juicy explosions but I just don't have the stamina to spread it anymore. It's just soo..nevermind. I don't wanna be classified as a bigtime chismosa and most of all, I don't wanna lose my sense and credibility. I don't wanna be like &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt;. No one believes her, everyone loathes her and she has no friends at all. Honestly, I pity her. If I were to be in her shoes...I don't even wanna think about it. I don't wanna be like that. So, better start to control myself, avoid temptation and just have fun without disappointing someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Birthday Angelie-slash-Bobby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O, speaking of Angelie, Angelie &amp; Cathy, I wanna kill you! That shortcut was a pain in the neck. It took me years to reach my destination plus, it's so hard to ride and look for a jeep kanina. My feet ached like hell. I don't wanna ride the LRT naman 'cause it's so far and I won't get to sit pa. Hmm. What ride would really suit me lalo na when going home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LRT, a cab, a jeepney, or just walk. Which is which? these transportation services each suck in a way or another. The LRT's just so far from school and it could actually take me a million lighyears before reaching that station. Plus, the LRT card dispenser line's could be often annoying. I'm telling you, the line can be really looong. Then when you're already at the staton intself &amp;amp; thought that you could already take a deep breath well then, NO. You're gonna wait pa for 6 minutes and when the train arrives, everyone's geting giddy as if preparing for a stampede. Ugh! Hassle but I must say that it's fast and no smoke, it's air conditioned but sometimes the LRT stinks..you don't wanna know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a cab alone? no way! But I saw this really cool way to fake it and pretend- for your survival in that freaky cab. Try to fake conversation on your phone. Pretend that you're calling your "military official" dad. Try this one. Got this from Seventeen's new issue:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad, I'm on my way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried calling you this afternoon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the secretary said you haD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;already left for your PMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Philippine Military Academy) reunion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, I'm at (the place) now, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the taxi's plate number is (the plate number). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay! see you!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was cool:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/25115925-116350282712153442?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116350282712153442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116350282712153442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116350282712153442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116350282712153442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-think-of-it.html' title='I can&apos;t think of it'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116341535983233477</id><published>2006-11-13T12:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:59:25.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So-so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/SM4s1200_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/SM4s1200_small.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not pure crap, and not pure bliss too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it but Carell made me frown and smile at the same time. I really wanna hate you for what you did but anyway, haha!:)) To start of this day, we had our assembly at the Assembly Hall instead of the usual hot flag ceremony at the grounds. Thank God! The guard informed us about safety tips and stuff and as usual, chismax with Batchi and Winger. They brought up the Notebook Incident again and I went really emotional,huhu.whatever! as if.. That experience was really tough but i got over it already. lunch, what about lunch, Oh yeah, I forgot to get my allowance. Talk about being so stupid. After our subjects, It's club time. nothing to anticipate, really.B-O-R-I-N-G. No, it wasn't boring pala, 'cause tricia, Maeysh, Cathy and I ate nuts and crinkles. The canteen was locked up already and we were like idiots pretending to be really hungry and weren't able to eat their lunch. haha! So far that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Carell, Elisha, SAC friends, Is it true? No camping for me and Tricia? I hate you guys! I' ve been anticipating that event for a long time na. You're all gonna pay for this!..kidding. No, I'm dead serious! I hate it! Make sure lang that those crappy lower year members of yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116341535983233477?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116341535983233477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116341535983233477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116341535983233477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116341535983233477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-so.html' title='So-so'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116333111074901056</id><published>2006-11-12T12:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:14:00.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap? maybe not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/tacovell.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/tacovell.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/tacobell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This total crappiness that's happening to me isn't coincidence. &amp; I hate it. everything's not available. From Chuck Taylors to Havaianas. I 've been craving for those two stuffs for quite sometime already. And now that I already got the chance to finally own them, it seemed that everyone got their own pair. I hate it. Last week we went to Gateway just to find tout that the pink &amp;amp; black velour chucks I fell in love with wasn't there. Then I still searched high and low. We went to our local C. point and sucks for me, the pair was there but no sizes at all. And now, gas was once again wasted. History repeated itself. No Havaianas High just pure crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/TacoBellTaters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well, that's life. you thought you were so near yet you're still so far. But anyway, my second craving was still satisfied. Another trip to Taco bell. Hurray! I know I'm so babaw, Taco Bell is all I need to escape from all this crappiness. Enormous Thanks to Gateway. They're the first to open that sinful fastfood chain. After my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Burrito Pig-out Incident with Carell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, my all-time Gateway buddy, I thought I'm not gonna eat there anymore. But I just can't resist their yummy Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes topped with sourcream. It's just soo.. Irresistible, so tempting, so sinful.I know, I know that those &lt;em&gt;mucho delicioso!&lt;/em&gt; potatoes are really fattening and eating those on a daily basis is a big no-no. I guess I'm not that stupid to let my health suffer more and eat those potatoes on a daily basis. But what's the point of resisting fastfood during weekdays if you can't enjoy on weekends. I'm just gonna think that it's just a reward.:)) I want another serving please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Taco Bell so mouthwatering?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116333111074901056?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116333111074901056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116333111074901056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116333111074901056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116333111074901056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/crap-maybe-not.html' title='Crap? maybe not.'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116323029041382413</id><published>2006-11-11T08:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:04:12.106+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh of Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/sigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/sigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clumsy me striked again yesterday. &amp; this time, it almost made me freak out. I knew that i really learned from that&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Locker Incident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na.(after losing 1 binder, 1 book and 7 notebooks. sheesh.) I knew that I've managed to be organized(liar!)somehow. In a sense that I already secued an enormous padlock for my cursed locker. why me btw? There are around &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;40 lockers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inside our room but why, why steal mine? whatever. that's already over and i got over it already. Yesterday, I thought that history's gonna repeat itself once again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I thought I lost my 4 month old watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what the..I already lost this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Foss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;il&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watch that I got from her na, and now, i'm gonna lose another? My instinct says that I left it on our car but the &lt;em&gt;lazy-bone-slash-girl-whose-eyes-are-really-glued-on-her-computer&lt;/em&gt; in me took the opportunity to check their car for granted. I was so stupid. I should've checked our car that same day para sana di ako nagworry all night. I hate it. That's why first thing in the morning. i immediately ckecked our car but still worrying. What if that wtch's not there? What am I gonna do? i was really keeping my fingers cross &amp;amp; praying really hard. Then, &lt;i&gt;Beep!&lt;/i&gt; I opened the door.. and the first thingI saw..the turquoise strap of my watch. I was relieved.:) Imagine, how could I ever replace that thing. Maybe i could replace it, but not the same &amp;amp; I guess I'd be bankrupt. Plus, a really long &lt;em&gt;Homily&lt;/em&gt; from my parents. Oh well, at least the agony's now over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this stupidity, I've got a lot more relevant poblems than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i'm gonna blog more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116323029041382413?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116323029041382413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116323029041382413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116323029041382413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116323029041382413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/sigh-of-relief.html' title='Sigh of Relief'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116307833153752155</id><published>2006-11-09T14:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:41:08.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/mcdo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/mcdo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Okay. I said yes to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend-turned-Angel, Carell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I said yes to the deal. No fastfood on weekdays especially at Mcdo Mendiola &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where temptation's at its best&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; The consequence, treat the other friend. (as in libre!)No way!. The benefit, save more moolah for Christmas and also avoid weight gain:)) Well, i'm considering this deal as a helpful challenge actually. It's one way to lose weight and really save for Carell &amp; I's tradition:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had fun with Carell &amp;amp; Cathy after classes. They accompanied me on my (half) way home. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116307833153752155?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116307833153752155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116307833153752155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116307833153752155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116307833153752155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116298508325251010</id><published>2006-11-08T12:21:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T12:11:36.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just fade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/Moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is going on? Just about anything that happened today made me frown and even raise my eyebrows. I felt really bad about my English quiz. It sucked. It's as if all my energy was sucked by that quiz. I hate it. I'm so stupid kasi. I left my notebook upstairs. Well, at least now I've realized how much my notebook matters. We also had P.E. late in the afternoon. Ugh! the sun. I hate that sched. oh! i almost forgot, we're gonna have a new sched. P.E.'s gonna retun to it's old sched (?) but! we're gonna have&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; 4 CHEM PERIODS (approximately 2 hours.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what the...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; someone really made my nerves spread out of our corridors! why can't some people open up their minds! Yeah right you made a mistake, you hated them. Then suddenly, your mind changed, you would rather ignore them, treat them like the wind, try to at least like them than let them feel your hatred. But they won't give it a chance. ugh! i'm already fed up. I don't like to argue about it anymore. It's not my loss, remeber that you..*whatever! I'm just gonna take a deep sleep and let those fade away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Oh! i just can't wait for Dec 16//Dec 15. I can't wait for my Tita to arrive &amp; Duty Free! hurray! Plus, the Christmas break &amp;amp;amp;amp; Carell &amp;amp; I 's &lt;i&gt;"tradition"&lt;/i&gt; after our Christmas party.:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116298508325251010?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116298508325251010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116298508325251010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116298508325251010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116298508325251010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-fade_08.html' title='Just fade.'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116290473990616458</id><published>2006-11-07T15:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:05:39.923+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappyliciousness!</title><content type='html'>In this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;one-day-it's-amazing-the-next-day-it's-frustrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; life, you can't simply guarantee anything. One day you're up there holding a star that outshines every other star in your own universe. The next day, you're down low, just musing over those times when you're still at your finest. But why do some people have it all? and you, you're stuck with crappy people , crappy stuffs and crappy circumstances. Why can't everyone just stay at the same level. Why do we all need to crave for attention, prestige, glamour and admiration? and after getting all of these, still no happiness not even satisfaction.  After achieving stuffs, after tasting the sweet life of fame &amp; glory, still you want more, more &amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants crap anyway? you don't want crap, I don't want crap, we don't want crap. But the more that we hate crap, the more crap comes close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what's happening to me now...I never wanted to be with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;crappylicious extraterrestrial beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I never wanted them in own world. But now they're here. &amp;amp; I can't do anything about it. They are there, staring at me like the way they used to be. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;s&gt;useless junk&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116290473990616458?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116290473990616458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116290473990616458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116290473990616458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116290473990616458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/crappyliciousness.html' title='Crappyliciousness!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116262934102275196</id><published>2006-11-04T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:53:14.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catastrophe</title><content type='html'>We went to the Hot Spring today and it was a total mess. I've always loved that Hot Spring because it's soo natural and my hair doesn't get all frizzy after a soak unlike those pools overloading with chlorine. Everything was sailing smoothly until tht nerve-wracking&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;came out! I hate the sun! I just hate the sun. The heat it gives out (ugh!), the shine that brightly strikes my eyes (double ugh!). pfft! The sun made me dizzy. The sun ruined my day. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hot spring dizziness. I helped my mom cause patients are already flooding the house. actually, that's not the reason. Actually, may kapalit kasi if I help her. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the HELP MOM session, I'm back to my routine nanaman. But I'm quite sad. We're gonna leave DSL land. I mean Bicol pala tomorrow. Aww. I'm gonna mis my cousins, my dog, &amp;&amp;amp; the internet :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm currently reading this nice blog. &lt;a href="http://cofibean.blogspot.com"&gt;Check the blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="cofibean.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Warning: It's overloading with panglalait&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/25115925-116262934102275196?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116262934102275196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116262934102275196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116262934102275196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116262934102275196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/catastrophe.html' title='Catastrophe'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116256646403220292</id><published>2006-11-03T17:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T06:45:32.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked on: You Tube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/antmnik6aa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/antmnik6aa.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! I've finished watching  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ANTM Cycle 5&lt;/span&gt; up to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Season Finale&lt;/span&gt; on You Tube. But I'm still gonna watch it on TV. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;should've won. She's so much better than Nicole. She has the strut, she is so much fierce-looking than Nicole &amp;amp; she looks more model-like. Almost all models look like Nicole, the color, the hair blahblah. But NIK, NIK's somewhat exotic, unique. Ah! Nik deserves to win :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116256646403220292?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116256646403220292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116256646403220292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116256646403220292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116256646403220292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/hooked-on-you-tube.html' title='Hooked on: You Tube'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116245862765297836</id><published>2006-11-02T10:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:37:33.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>100th:)</title><content type='html'>Hurray! it's my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;100th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; post. It's been 5 months(?)na since Carell inspired my to create my own bloggie. This blog means a lot to me. It's my emotional trash bag, somewhere to review fave Tv shows &amp; movies and this is somewhere to showcase &amp;amp; practice writing abilities. Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! I finally appreciated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YouTube's&lt;/span&gt; worth. I'm now two episodes advance in watching ANTM. I also finished watching Project Runway Season 2's Collection. Santino made really nice clothes but i guess they're to simple that's why he didn't win. too bad. &amp;&amp;amp; I enjoyed watching Songs impersonated by crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I found this video amusing:))&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQ_Ftuy4cuQ"&gt;Watch the Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ANTM Episode 10 &amp; 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching ANTM  on YouTube's not as clear as watching it on Tv. whatever. But at least I could watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What Happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Episode 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jenny Shimizu&lt;/span&gt;, a Calvin Klein tomboy model. (She just gave the girls a short talk. whatever) Then they met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kevin Frazie&lt;/span&gt;r, an ET Correspondent who just gave them a talk about paparazzis and stuff. Then, they had this photoshoot wherein all of them should be inside this phonebooth (someone farted haha!). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lisa was eliminated&lt;/span&gt; but her photo's not that bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whoopsie! Kim was on the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; HOT SEAT&lt;/span&gt; in that episode. Bre, Nik &amp; Jayla went mad 'cause Kim's always talking trash about them. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Episode 11 (Ah! the Bitchy Bre episode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I love their challenge for this episode (and the prize of course!) The challenge, they have to pose like those grey statues in London for a minute (i guess). Nik won the challenge! Hurray! Ooh! I love, love,love the prize. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;$15,000 Shopping Spree at Harrods!&lt;/span&gt; whee! I'd love to experience that! Kim was eliminated. Byebye! I think, Lisa's better than Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whoopsie! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bitchy Bre attacked Nicole&lt;/span&gt;. Bre thought that Nicole stole her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Granola Bars &lt;/span&gt;so, to take revenge, she threw Nicole's energy drink. what the..? Bre's really wrong from the start. She could've asked the other models first before accusing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I love this life :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116245862765297836?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116245862765297836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116245862765297836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116245862765297836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116245862765297836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/100th.html' title='100th:)'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116243061116318877</id><published>2006-11-02T02:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T03:23:31.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/thedevilwearsprada_bigposter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/thedevilwearsprada_bigposter.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's All Soul's Day and my cousin attended her classes pa. Talk about killjoys.(so? meron pa palang mas Kj sa school namin.haha:)). But anyway, that's so okay. I have the computer all for myself &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*evil lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/thedevilwearsprada_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I watched the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Click&lt;em&gt;(certified pirated dvds)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my cousins. And I still can't get enough of it:) I love,love,love Anne Hathayway's clothes (after her transformation). Especially the white coat:) The movie's about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Andrea/Andy Sachs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who's hired by Miranda Priestly, the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; "Dragon Lady"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of Runway Magazine. I guess everyone knows the plot of the movie na so no need to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click was nice too. I've seen the film twice but i still find it entertaining. Click's about &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Newman,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a workaholic who craves for that promotion and was given a gift (the universal remote control), then he got used to fast forwarding his life and there was this point where in he cannot control the remote from FF-ing his life. He missed everything, every event of his life&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...(blah.blah.blah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But it turns out that that was just a dream. Kinda predictable but still nice. The Devil Wears Prada &amp; Click have the same theme actually. They're both about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JOBS&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; promotion, transformation, moolah.whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching two (somewhat connected) films, I learned that no matter how hard &amp; challenging your job  is, no matter how high or low your job pays you &amp; no matter how vicious yout boss can get, just do your best to show that talent and prove yor worth. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116243061116318877?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116243061116318877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116243061116318877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116243061116318877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116243061116318877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/non-stop.html' title='Non-Stop'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116238595684204964</id><published>2006-11-01T14:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:59:16.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's All Saints Day everyone's really busy cleaning their relative's &lt;i&gt;puntod&lt;/i&gt;, preparing candles, offering prayers, arranging flowers and doing the usual stuff. But me, I'm unique. I'm still here right in front of this box filled with moving images and texts called the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONITOR&lt;/span&gt;. Well, can't blame me for being a L-A-Z-Y bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PRODUCTIVE &lt;/i&gt;stuffs have I done so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Go to the Cemetery, visit my relatives &amp; pray for them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt; (finally, after a thousand lightyears of waiting for that DVD)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cuddle with the cute and the Fugly dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have YM sessions with my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help Tricia fix her blogskins' spacing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Persuade Batchi to move to blogger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exchange links with other bloggers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glue my butt on this PC &amp;amp; waste my time to blog:))&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  *Still,still,still, glued on this PC and I just don't know when to stop:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116238595684204964?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116238595684204964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116238595684204964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116238595684204964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116238595684204964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-all-saints-day-everyones-really.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116229391593969110</id><published>2006-10-31T13:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T14:11:10.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOOKTACULAR BLACKOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/hhp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/hhp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! what a crap. Blackout for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 hours. ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I just hate blackouts. The heat, the boredom, the uncomfortable feeling. Eveything that's associated with blackouts. ha! I tend to whine, whine &amp; whine about it. But this time, we did something more relevant. My cousin composed this stupid song dedicated to this Electric Company here in Bicol and it was darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whoopsie! It's October 31 and I guess, everyone in Manila's having either Trick or Treat sessions (like &lt;i&gt;Wawing&lt;/i&gt;) or Halloween Costume Parties :) &amp;amp;spooky shows are probably airing right now. As for me, I don't want those kind of stuffs. I find them..cute but definitely spooky. Actually, my cousin was soo eager to share her spooky story, but the coward in me aggressively said no:))haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway. Have a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPOOKTACULAR SEMBREAK, EVERYONE!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116229391593969110?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116229391593969110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116229391593969110' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116229391593969110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116229391593969110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/spooktacular-blackout.html' title='SPOOKTACULAR BLACKOUT'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116221503340893521</id><published>2006-10-30T15:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:30:34.656+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/indexfallingnanos20060912.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/indexfallingnanos20060912.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love,love,love the new iPod Nano. I really regret it. &lt;em&gt;Sana ngayon nalang ako nagpabili&lt;/em&gt;.stupid me..Anyway, the colors are just sooo HOT! Oh! I'm just super in love with the green &amp; the Pink one. Ahh! They all look soo sophisticated, so hip, so wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's all too late:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to bicol..:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116221503340893521?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116221503340893521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116221503340893521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116221503340893521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116221503340893521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116220508354819327</id><published>2006-10-30T12:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:44:43.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicol Bliss?:x</title><content type='html'>What makes me want to go back and back and back there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Location. Our house is definitely surrounded by Hot Springs &amp; Beaches&lt;br /&gt;2. The DOG. One cute pup and one fugly pup makes everything  worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Food. 1 word. YUM! The food's soo fresh, so flavorful yet soo fattening.&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;&amp;amp; there's an addition. DSL CONNECTION HURRAY! Bicol afternoons will be oh-so-fun!. lazy, lazy B afternoons are finally over:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all over. For me, classes are finally over(for now). I had enough of it. haha. I'm going to Bicol:) our dear province :x Well, internet sessions are definitely NOT over. Isn't it sooo ironic that we have a DSL connection there while all we have is a super slow-50kbps Dial-up connection here. here in MANILA. ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay:) I'm now off to the "B-Land"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116220508354819327?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116220508354819327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116220508354819327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116220508354819327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116220508354819327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/bicol-blissx.html' title='Bicol Bliss?:x'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116200982434470627</id><published>2006-10-28T06:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T06:36:52.583+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One Lazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I wasted 5 hours of my lazy Saturday just watching my oh-so-favorite shows. First stop,&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Simple Life 4&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That show started my day with a good laugh. Next is the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beuty and the Geek 2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ha! that social experiment was realy nice. Today's episode was nicee, one contestant really went from drab to fab he looked like a total hunk:) Next stop was my 2nd most-loved show &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANTM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hurray! The had this photo shoot with the Wild Boys :)) Nik's pic was really good while Jayla's sucked. The judging was funny-slash-dumbfounding. Nicole and Jayla were the last ones left and then Tyra announced that the judges were really dissapointed and &lt;u&gt;BOTH&lt;/u&gt; of them should pack thir bags. I was like, HUH? Isn't it that Nicole would be the winner.gosh! I was shocked. But that was just a joke.haha.'cause they're all going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LONDON!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and no one was eliminated. &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; yuck Lisa peed on her diapers.eew:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NEXT EPISODE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kim will be on the HOT SEAT. Jayla, Nik and Bre confronted Kim with something. I dunno, that's gonna be a HOT EPISODE. I can't wait to watch it:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Whoops! I saw this advertisement about this Philippines' Next Top Model while watching ANTM. Soo?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Talk about trying too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116200982434470627?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116200982434470627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116200982434470627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116200982434470627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116200982434470627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-lazy-saturday.html' title='One Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116186937340557716</id><published>2006-10-26T16:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T16:29:33.423+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Can't Get Enough of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/prunway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/prunway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to watch the next episode of my Oh-so-favorite show:) The next episode was boring though. Sounds Obssessed slash possessed? I sure am. I know that the Philippines' soo late but who cares, it's still Project Runway. Daniel V's soo cute=&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;muy caliente!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Too bad, he's gay. Santino looks...no comment. And Chloe loks..uhm..Asian! duh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116186937340557716?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116186937340557716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116186937340557716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116186937340557716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116186937340557716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-cant-get-enough-of-it.html' title='I Just Can&apos;t Get Enough of it'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116185902247023492</id><published>2006-10-26T13:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:37:02.486+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Currently...</title><content type='html'>These are just sweet nothings. Something I feel, something I just thought about, something I currently love//hate, something that just came across my mind. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/love.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116185902247023492?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116185902247023492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116185902247023492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116185902247023492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116185902247023492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-currently.html' title='I&apos;m Currently...'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116185755003244848</id><published>2006-10-26T12:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T16:02:39.323+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Aquino Replaced Caramel in Elisha's Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/mvi63m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/mvi63m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one boring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that nobody liked. With a double period Math subject and Filipino just before lunch. But suddenly, one new guy[?] brightened up the day and even made Elisha smile &lt;s&gt;*lustful smile*&lt;/s&gt;. That guy was our new Music teacher. He 's*drum roll please* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mr. Paul Aquino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So, name pa lang HOT na *haha* . Anyway he was no ordinary teacher 'cause he's funny,he's gay (and I mean happy//bubbly not the other way around) he studied at College of Music- UP. major in music. too much for the credentials anyway. Ha! He kept on impersonating his student who studied at this Center for Pop school thing. ha. he was shaking (somewhat like dancing) his body like a mad man. Plus he impersonated Nora Aunor. &lt;s&gt;signs?&lt;/s&gt; Before our class ended we asked him to sing and gosh! he was so good. He was alternating the Pop way of singing and the Classical way of singing his favorite song. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you know..:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He's somewhat mayabang pero it's really okaay kasi carry naman nya e. Plus he has the stuff to be proud of naman e. unlike you know, other people here and there. feeling:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha, the school finally offered something nice for everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this instinct nga e. After some years pa siguro, with just little adjustments here and there, our school's gonna be popular again just like the old days. hopefully. You know you just need to remove some, you know, fire some then add some more desirable, very skilles, so experienced people. If that'll happen the world's gonna be a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And everyone's gonna be happy:))&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/25115925-116185755003244848?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116185755003244848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116185755003244848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116185755003244848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116185755003244848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/mr-aquino-replaced-caramel-in-elishas.html' title='Mr Aquino Replaced Caramel in Elisha&apos;s Heart.'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116178308361967553</id><published>2006-10-25T16:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:31:23.630+03:00</updated><title type='text'>YM frenzy</title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm now finished with the&lt;strong&gt; Crusades&lt;/strong&gt; homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why but &lt;strong&gt;Lucio Tan&lt;/strong&gt; came across my mind. &lt;strong&gt;Philippine Airlines&lt;/strong&gt; anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of ka-YMs while i was making my homework. Too much distraction. First was &lt;b&gt;Irene&lt;/b&gt;, Then &lt;b&gt;Wawing//Elisha&lt;/b&gt;. Then &lt;b&gt;my cousin&lt;/b&gt;. Then &lt;b&gt;my Tita from Australia&lt;/b&gt; My cousin &amp; my tita were trying to call me using YM but sucks for me, we have no webcam or even a microphone. The I had a small chitchat with&lt;b&gt; Isay the "GAGAU"&lt;/b&gt; and  then &lt;b&gt;Jill the makata slash nun:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116178308361967553?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116178308361967553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116178308361967553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116178308361967553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116178308361967553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/ym-frenzy.html' title='YM frenzy'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116177475573568462</id><published>2006-10-25T14:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T14:12:35.736+03:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart screams DUTY FREE! DUTY FREE!&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/25115925-116177475573568462?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116177475573568462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116177475573568462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116177475573568462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116177475573568462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/whatever_25.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116177003218168227</id><published>2006-10-25T12:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:28:05.806+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You are So Dead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/th_z7922088.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/th_z7922088.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PATRICIA &amp; CARELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, You are so dead! All I thought you were my friends. &lt;s&gt;bestfriends&lt;/s&gt; but what happened? You spread that stupid thing all through out the the 3rd year rooms. But Anyway, that's really nothing. you know, no sense at all. That was just a hi-hello-goodbye conversation. Nothing to waste my time of. really.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soo relieved. Ms. C. already release ou freaky &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;test papers (while my heart was pumping so fast like the ground's gonna eat me up). All I thought, I'm gonna have my first loser grade in my test results but I was wrong. Now I'm contented:)) But one thing and one person sucked bigtime. &lt;em&gt;Why is it soo hard for you to consider obviously-it's-near answers you bitch?? So, you're trying to pull everyone of us down? Well, sorry that's not gonna happen. ever! swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PATRICIA, ELISHA, MAEYSH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you are soo dead too:x But really had so much fun with you guys during our dismissal. How I wish that I could just be fetched everyday instead of commuting and inhaling all those smoke. &lt;i&gt;School bus kaya?&lt;/i&gt; ha! Aah! P,E,M, I hate//love your plots talaga. &lt;i&gt;Didn't you see that th "LIGHT" was there? Baka mamaya kung anu-ano na pinagsasabi nun?&lt;/i&gt; But anyway,&lt;u&gt; SKIN TAG ALERT! SKIN TAG ALERT veve:))&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aah..I really wanna hate you guys so bad, but &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST CAN'T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I love you guys. You are the BEST:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have a Strawberry-Filled Day everyone!:))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116177003218168227?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116177003218168227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116177003218168227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116177003218168227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116177003218168227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-so-dead.html' title='You are So Dead!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116167814171487808</id><published>2006-10-24T11:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T15:53:34.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So Into Santino:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/so%20into%20san.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/so%20into%20san.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I am really into Project Runway right now:) Here are some of my faves:) The first one's made by &lt;u&gt;Santino&lt;/u&gt; and the other's also by &lt;u&gt;Santino&lt;/u&gt;. Oh! I just love Santino's works.:))He didn't win though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116167814171487808?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116167814171487808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116167814171487808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116167814171487808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116167814171487808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-into-santino.html' title='So Into Santino:)'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116165881734669929</id><published>2006-10-24T05:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T06:00:17.363+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Runway addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/09_06_Santino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/09_06_Santino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enthralled by Project Runway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I've been watching Project Runway for like a year now and I still can't get enough of it. Everything gets even better every season. Ahh! I really wanna watch it over and over and over and over again. Last season, Jay rocked the runway and Wendy Pepper sucked bigtime. Chole emerged as the winner for season 2 but I'm really into &lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; of Santino's works.&lt;u&gt;Some&lt;/u&gt; of Santino's works are really creative,innovative, fit for a goddess but some went really overboard like the one he made for the skating thing. It somewhat sucked. Watching Project Runway taught me how to unleash that creative persona in you...So watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Last night's episode was WONDERFUL. It rocked. The challenge, the designers needed to make nice dress for a garden party using leaves and flowers. Well, everyone made something really nice but Andrae's work looked too stiff. Too bad. I love,love,love Santino's work. He just lacked flowers. but the bottom's really nice. Then again, Daniel V/Danyelle.whatever. won the challenge(again!).The episode was also funny 'cause Santino kept on impersonating Tim Gunn. haha! &lt;i&gt;Andrae!!(OHNdrhei!) we can make make this work! Andrae&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I can now forsee that next week's episode will be boring. The challenge, give another designer a makeover. head to toe. B-O-R-I-N-G!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116165881734669929?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116165881734669929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116165881734669929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116165881734669929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116165881734669929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/project-runway-addiction.html' title='Project Runway addiction'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116160374013759033</id><published>2006-10-23T13:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T14:42:20.316+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Huge Gap Between Paradise and Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The huge gap between Paradise and hell:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've realized that I'm too &lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;mababaw&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. Nowadays, I've noticed that I laugh at just about anything, even the simplest things like Tricia's boisterous laugh and Maeysh's funny anitcs(definitely hilarious). I would also feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ULTIMATE BLISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with just about anything. From simple hi!-hello-how-are-you conversations and &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;phonecalls&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to an all expense paid shopping slash cruising around the world for a year:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this day, I love this day for no reason at all. Maybe it's because of the so far so good results of my exams, or maybe it's because of my new seatmate, or maybe it's because of my somewhat strawberry-filled day(I wanna thank &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batchi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for that :)) I really don't know the real reason behind this giddiness. Anyway, it's not  important. What 's more important now is that I just had a day that I enjoyed the most:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Except for one reason maybe. Some old hag went mad 'cause I told her that she's beautiful. obviously, that's a joke:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY FRIENDS, here's a clue: She's born &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;paranoid&lt;/span&gt;, she has a lots of paranoid friends. Only proves that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;loser birds of the same feather flock together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together for 2 years now and I tried to treat her really nice, but nothing happens. Well,  it's not my loss. You're just my &lt;s&gt;frikken &lt;/s&gt; "Tea" and you suck bad.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Oh yeah, our hardworks finally paid off. Our Filipino play went really good and we had an almost perfect score.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥Batch, you're such an angel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You made my day Oh-so-Great!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116160374013759033?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116160374013759033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116160374013759033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116160374013759033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116160374013759033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/huge-gap-between-paradise-and-hell.html' title='The Huge Gap Between Paradise and Hell'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116149960098706527</id><published>2006-10-22T09:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T09:47:02.560+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hell out of my Sunday</title><content type='html'>My Sunday was once again wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Project Runway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; episode, I endured another day with my &lt;s&gt;mucho favorito&lt;/s&gt; cousins at my Aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try to psyche my self to &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;even like my father's side's cousins&lt;/s&gt;but nothing really happens. We're just poles apart. They're of the KNOW-IT-ALL species and I hate that. They always brag. &lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;Know what, I downloaded that, I made that, I am so good at this stuff..blah.blah.blah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; Ugh! just shut up! There's more, they're computer geeks, know-it-alls(have I just siad that?), and they have this really weird sense of humor. I don't really hate them. I just can't stand their prescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd rather spend 3 consecutive days in a barren land with ethnic people than spend 3 hours(just three hours!) with you guys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I could've finished our Filipino story earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I know I'm bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116149960098706527?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116149960098706527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116149960098706527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116149960098706527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116149960098706527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/hell-out-of-my-sunday.html' title='The Hell out of my Sunday'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116132892240744834</id><published>2006-10-20T09:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:33:25.050+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All OVER!</title><content type='html'>Thank God. Everything's now over. Those *sleepless* nights, those sacrifices and those no blogging, no internet days are now FINALLY over. The exams were really ok except for Chemistry. Ugh! CHEMISTRY. &lt;s&gt;matching type&lt;/s&gt;. Death. That proctor's a big no-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FIRST DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was smooth-sailing.Not too much hassle. The PEHM test was *woah!*, The T.L.E was a big whatever and Arts lacked time. We were asked to make another stained glass whatsoever and there was too little time plus the paper's too rough. It made our &lt;s&gt;artworks&lt;/s&gt; look bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOO MUCH FOR MATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is a sweet tongue to pass C.L. You just need to know the basics of writing a letter to pass English but you need lots of common sense to pass Math. Why not follow Carell's footsteps. I really don't know if it's just pure luck or carell's math powers just came in hand that day. Carell answered the math problems with no sweat at all. just using the basics. and &lt;i&gt;voila!&lt;/i&gt; instant 6 pts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 down 6 more to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BALANCING THE EQUATION ON HOW TO LOVE CHEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to psyche myself to love this subject but I just can't. Nothing's really hard in this world. All you need is a perfect balance between the subject ,the teacher and your ego. And I think that there's nothing wrong with the subject and my ego. period.&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, Do we really need to know the valence electron and the oxidation state whatever of Sodium and Chloride to use salt.? .Two words. &lt;s&gt;Chemistry sucks&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND IT'S ALL O-V-E-R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing unusual. Life is really oh so great after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to go to Gateway after the exams to detox our minds but then, freakazoids are again emancipating bomb threats and malls are the no.1 target. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous. I want to join III-W's &lt;em&gt;class night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Something nice happened. I wasn't really expecting that. All I thought I'm gonna make the 1st move nanaman. Oh well, too much for this cloud 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116132892240744834?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116132892240744834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116132892240744834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116132892240744834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116132892240744834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s All OVER!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116090060085824326</id><published>2006-10-15T11:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T11:29:47.156+03:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=It's my brother's birthday today and I don't wanna see any trace of food again.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=I really wanna study for Tuesday but my muscles and my eyes and my mind not yet tuned up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=I hate it! I missed another episode of &lt;strong&gt;Project Runway&lt;/strong&gt;. Anyway, I'll just try to watch the other replay episode later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116090060085824326?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116090060085824326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116090060085824326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116090060085824326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116090060085824326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116073745868144267</id><published>2006-10-13T13:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:04:18.690+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/XO-50595_ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/XO-50595_ex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Recent Love-y:) I need you in my hands now, pronto!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116073745868144267?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116073745868144267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116073745868144267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116073745868144267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116073745868144267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-recent-love-y-i-need-you-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116073611005260772</id><published>2006-10-13T13:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T13:41:50.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Falling hair. Acne Outburst. Allergies. all because of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! I'm super stressed out na. 3 fetching quizzes from 3 fetching subjects. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY.GEOMETRY &amp; TRIGO.beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan, Carell &amp; I ate with 'the bee:)' we talked about our school's 'crappyness'.whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Lish finally moved to blogger:) good for you.&lt;a href="http://caramelisha.blogspot.com"&gt;visit her new home:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116073611005260772?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116073611005260772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116073611005260772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116073611005260772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116073611005260772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/falling-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116064731146250057</id><published>2006-10-12T12:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:09:00.423+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/111v91u_th.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/111v91u_th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey you, what do you want? Want us to bow down your feet? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hell no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. We've done our part and that'll stop there. You can go beyond the wilderness. It's your choice and we don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116064731146250057?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116064731146250057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116064731146250057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116064731146250057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116064731146250057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/nomad.html' title='Nomad'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116047371576615644</id><published>2006-10-10T12:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:02:55.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>random whatevers!:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/z46414260.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/z46414260.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ack!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;more days before Hell Week. Actually, I can consider this week as hell week na rin. Gosh! super rushed projects and piles and piles of long tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Argh! That &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'So'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;thing. That's our expression.Actually, Patricia started it all. Then now, I heard &lt;em&gt;S &lt;/em&gt;use that expression.ugh!:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-haha! I finally uploaded all the pictures frome my phone:) Unfortunately, my next upload will be on Decemper pa :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm so-so relieved.The social quiz was finally over and surprise, surprise, the quiz wasn't that hard as I've expected:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm excited sobra!-Camping, Camping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Still trying to force thyself to study Shakespeare etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I want a new layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I really want this hell week to pass na. I'm really hoping for a miracle to happen that we'll skip hell week nalang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116047371576615644?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116047371576615644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116047371576615644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116047371576615644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116047371576615644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-whatevers.html' title='random whatevers!:)'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116022954968516359</id><published>2006-10-07T16:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:59:09.696+03:00</updated><title type='text'>So. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=So.After our 'La Mesa Adventure' Carell &amp; I immediately went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gateway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We had a superb&lt;br /&gt;lunch at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Taco Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.Ugh! I really don't wanna see any food after that meal *bloated*. I swear! That would be my first and last order of that super stuffed burrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=So. After that long wait XOXO finally displayed ome new bags:) Ha! That&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;bag I posted here is still available.haha!:) wait for me precious bag. you're gonna be mine!hahaha*evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=So. Carell met her Keifer pala while she's waiting for her knight in shining armor na magtatawid sa kanya sa pedestrian lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=So. I missed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AMNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because of that La Mesa thing.But anyway, it's worth it.-in some ways. Anyway, there's still a replay tomorrow-Plus,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Project Runway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=So. I'm currently watching this Jessica soho show.So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Russians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are soo trying to learn our language pala.haha.Russians, hmm..that expensive&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pala came from them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116022954968516359?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116022954968516359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116022954968516359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116022954968516359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116022954968516359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-3.html' title='So. &lt;3'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116020635047965090</id><published>2006-10-07T09:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:32:31.106+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo.?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 7, 2006- Carell &amp; JJ's date:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Irene can't come so Carell asked me nalang to accompany her to that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ocular thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mr. Flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and some Atenean Guys:) Carell asked me to be at&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jollibee Mendiola at  7 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-sharp! Unfortunately I was late:)sorry.Anyway, at least may kasama ka!:) Then we went to the LRT station at Legarda straight to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Katipunan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Our &lt;em&gt;'agony'&lt;/em&gt; didn't stop there, we walked pa going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mcdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Carell and I had some hash browns and large lemonades. I must say that there were a lot of cute guys at mcdo!haha:)Then I saw this nerd-looking guy.Ha! I had a feeling that he's one of the guys we're gonna meet. Then&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JJ started callingCarell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na. (haha!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hide and Seek:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Carell and I looked so gaga na talaga but anyway we waited pa for Mr. Flores. Then Mr. Flores arrived na at aroung 8:30 then we met &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buster, JJ&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(carell's love)&lt;/span&gt; and Ari.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Inside JJ(carell's love)'s car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wala. O.P. kami! They we talking about Honor classes whatever. ha! It took us&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 2 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to find that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;La Mesa Eco Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.(we reached payatas pa nga.)In short. We were lost. Good thing &lt;em&gt;that Buster&lt;/em&gt; saw that really small sign going to La Mesa Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;La Mesa Eco Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wow! nice trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What went wrong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   =Carell really needed to pee so we need a stopover pa. ha! It's because of the lemonade:)&lt;br /&gt;   =I really wanted to puke na. I dunno, My head ached. maybe the trip was soo long.I'm not used to that. I always get car-sick:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;:) JJ loved Carell's pink bag!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116020635047965090?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116020635047965090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116020635047965090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116020635047965090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116020635047965090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/soo.html' title='Soo.?!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-116010982729942147</id><published>2006-10-06T07:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:08:42.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/str.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/str.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently at:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HS Computer Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curently using:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Our school's fast as a snail internet connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Carell's computer sucks! and jan's too!:) Mine is fairly good. super slow computers suck!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-116010982729942147?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/116010982729942147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=116010982729942147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116010982729942147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/116010982729942147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/currently-aths-computer-lab-curently.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115987240446585111</id><published>2006-10-03T13:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:46:44.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah! I hate the Byzantine Empire. I need to read lots of pages about that byzantine thing:( &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I need to read that right? So.why am I still wasting my time here blogging? whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115987240446585111?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115987240446585111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115987240446585111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115987240446585111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115987240446585111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/ah-i-hate-byzantine-empire.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115978772367697603</id><published>2006-10-02T14:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:43:27.380+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE THIS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's really special or whatever.I just love this day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love,love,love Mrs. Flores! She's supha-nice:)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When we were at room 408 and a group was reporting. Elish and I were actually brainstorming about anything under the sun. Then Mrs. Flores came across our minds(btw,she's our teacher that time).If we had Mrs. Flores as our teacher when we're still in our innocent freshman days,my god! maybe we're now &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Einsteinets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(word?) and we could've been better persons by now.In a sense that, we already had tons and tons of batch (emphasis on &lt;i&gt;batch!&lt;/i&gt;) interactions. Nevermind the other year levels-anyway, they're co-ed. And if Mrs. Flores was our teacher during our &lt;i&gt;"Ms. DM days"&lt;/i&gt;my god-we could've formed a really(really, really!) good study habit by now. I really don't know if history's really that hard or she's just &lt;i&gt;a super effective teacher&lt;/i&gt; 'cause everyone's taking her seriously. Everyone reads our book when she says so and everyone's studying when we're gonna have a quiz.-which rarely happens!:) She's now my favorite-aside from Ms. V:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love, love, love my loser bestfriend Carell:) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She made my life oh!so great! OoOh! I can't wait na talaga!She made that thing possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; I love,love,love myself:)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't know why. I'm gonna try to be nicer this time. I'm not gonna focus on my insecurities.I'm just gonna embrace my flaws:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love, love,love America's Next Top Model &amp; Project Runway&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from ANTM. Kyle's photos looked really nice the last time I watched it. Too bad she's not gonna win:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Santino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from project runway rocks! but he has the attitude-doesn't matter anymore as long as he has the talent:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115978772367697603?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115978772367697603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115978772367697603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115978772367697603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115978772367697603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-this-day-nothings-really.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115959070908226607</id><published>2006-09-30T07:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T07:31:49.096+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've never seen Manila look soo distressed until that&lt;s&gt; frikkin&lt;/s&gt; milenyo came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night-My dad came gave me the &lt;i&gt;so called&lt;/i&gt; good news that there won't be any classes. I was like &lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt; I can have lots of time to blog, watch dvds &lt;i&gt;like carell's lakehouse&lt;/i&gt;.That dvd was with me for ages &lt;em&gt;na.:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-But my plan became a disaster.&lt;em&gt; god!&lt;/em&gt; the wind blew like hell and everything went off! I really had nothing to do except talk and talk with carell&amp;tricia on the phone. Ha! carell &amp;amp;I even made this &lt;em&gt;dictionary of the COOL. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 days of hell already and up to now-still no phone, water and electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This feeling of annoyance is beyond words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115959070908226607?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115959070908226607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115959070908226607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115959070908226607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115959070908226607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-never-seen-manila-look-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115941437640059842</id><published>2006-09-28T06:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:32:57.263+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't get enough of Bart&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Human body is a beautiful thing.But beauty's only skin deep. Beneath that surface lurks a disgusting and frightening world of guts, gores and glandular disorders.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115941437640059842?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115941437640059842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115941437640059842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115941437640059842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115941437640059842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cant-get-enough-of-bart3-human-body.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115941143539938652</id><published>2006-09-28T05:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T05:57:24.940+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/untitled1..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/untitled1..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel that everything's starting to tear up into pieces, borrow &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bart Simpson's a Guide to Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Genie and have a good laugh:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bart's Museum Etiquette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Natural History Museum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Attach bargain price tags to the stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.. Tape signs on the backs of museum guards that say "NEANDERTHAL MAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Climb inside a dinosaur skeleton and pretend you're a prisoner of the musuem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Add your teacher's name to the endagered species list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science Museum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Place samples of your saliva on the microscope slides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Art Museum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Turn all the modern paintings upside down and see if anyone can tell the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Take off all your clothes and pose like a statue. If you get in trouble, reply that the human body is a thing of beauty as all true artists know, and not something to be ashamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tape your 50 yr.old teacher's photo to the wall that says "WILL POSE NUDE"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115941143539938652?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115941143539938652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115941143539938652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115941143539938652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115941143539938652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-you-feel-that-everythings.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115935786472508944</id><published>2006-09-27T14:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:14:31.920+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/24790_bart%20simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/24790_bart%20simpson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BART SIMPSON MADE ME SEE THE BRIGHTER SIDE OF LIFE:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*I'll blog more about barty warty tomorrow.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115935786472508944?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115935786472508944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115935786472508944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115935786472508944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115935786472508944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/bart-simpson-made-me-see-brighter-side.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115926658069229914</id><published>2006-09-26T13:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:38:58.633+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friends. A word almost devoid of meaning. A word always used by anyone at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is partly for my friends. To thank them for being there for me despite the fact that I can be a careless bulldozer physically and emotinally (boo-hoo, naiiyak na sila:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of &lt;i&gt;'friends'&lt;/i&gt;. in this world. There are&lt;em&gt; superfriends, bestfriends, boyfriends &amp;amp; girlfriends&lt;/em&gt;-friends that you could really depend on.. And also &lt;em&gt;pestfriends, frienemies and user-friends&lt;/em&gt; that you could never take for granted. They're always there no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have a say on these frienemies and pestfriends. Actually, anyone can be a pestfriend.Even me or you. But there's this widespread species of a pestfriend that can make your nerves crack. &lt;em&gt;The Dirt-dishers&lt;/em&gt;. Actually, everyone needs a dose of gossip once in a while. But there's actually this certain degree of a dirt-disher that you can't simply stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these 'huggable bears' are actually hiding in their filthy masks.They're the type of 'friends'that you simply can't trust no matter how they may look trustworthy. get my point?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115926658069229914?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115926658069229914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115926658069229914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115926658069229914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115926658069229914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/friends.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115901824778137458</id><published>2006-09-23T16:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T16:49:39.426+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/Master_bulldozers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/Master_bulldozers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the news last night and the sports news came in.Ha!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;San Beda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won the&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; NCAA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;28 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.The first thing that actually came into my mind was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(sexy mel:)haha!)&lt;/em&gt; I texted and congratulated her coz her boyfriend escobal won.whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:script;font-size:25;"&gt;strawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I can't go to jill's bash at eastwood. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry talaga jill:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No one could bring me there e,and eastwood's not accessible by one lrt ride. Plus, I have my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BALLET RECITAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pa from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 am-10pm &lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;outside the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Araneta Collisuem:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:script;font-size:25;"&gt;strawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberrystrawberry&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh! I'm craving for a new phone:) actually I already have a prospect:) an &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SE K618i. &lt;/span&gt;fun features, bigger memory, new adventure:)&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/25115925-115901824778137458?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115901824778137458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115901824778137458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115901824778137458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115901824778137458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-watching-news-last-night-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115892199062748271</id><published>2006-09-22T13:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:08:47.656+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My day is rather nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that our play is improving.Everyone's busy.Everyone's doing this and doing that.Everyone's cramming,everyone's preparing,borrowing different subjects just to have a practice. This is what I love about class productions.I love the camaraderie and the commotion that we're always making. I love it when everyone's being a &lt;i&gt;pakialamera&lt;/i&gt; just to produce something better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a gazillion years, our pyramus, thisbe, moonshine etc. finally got out of their own shells.Our play is soo much better than the first time I saw it. Wisdom may (again) produce something better because they have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maeysh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who can use her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;secret 'katulong mode weapon'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at anytime but at least we've put up a good fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The only thing we are planning to do, is at least try our best and make it a real competition. Not a contest wherein the audiences would say "It's, obvious, III-Wisdom got it." At least they're going to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"It was a close game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;elisha casas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was actually planning to ride the LRT with mel in going home.But my dad fetched me. &lt;s&gt;sayang:)&lt;/s&gt;But walking with my friends along the corridors near our bell was so much better:)I actually caught the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;strawberry fever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while I was walking with them.Strawberry mosquitoes actually attacked me near the bell.lol.:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115874602288519122</id><published>2006-09-20T12:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:06:20.526+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Jill!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115874602288519122?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115874602288519122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115874602288519122' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy Birthday Cathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115857770255132989?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115857770255132989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115857770255132989' title='0 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/DSC00093.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/400/DSC00093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;vanity moments after isay's bash at yellow cab's 'pee station':)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just grabbed the pics from jill-thankies:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115846979482123632?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115846979482123632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115846979482123632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115846979482123632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115846979482123632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/vanity-moments-after-isays-bash-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115840770873818936</id><published>2006-09-16T14:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T14:55:08.873+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/20020720imax_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/20020720imax_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY 1st IMAX experience&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IMAX experience was really great but the T-rex isn't really worth the cash. Super bitin-45 mins lang. and the story--&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un na un eh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..walang sense.[Yeah right! pwedeng pang-Oscars]. I think the Ant Bully could've been better. So.the movie ended at exactly 9:15-wow talagang walang extra mins. man lang.:(We waited soo long before the stores opened.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's also Isay's b-day!&lt;/u&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and mary-anne's alvaum lantsing:)haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay had her bash at yellow cab.:)yum!We also had a lot of cam moments at the c.r.:)haha! carell even had this loser shot at the toilet bowl!:)haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll be waiting for the pics, jill:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Uploading pics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika lent me her usb:)yay! I was really excited to go home to '&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;upload some pics'.&lt;/span&gt; But then, I became frustated nanaman.'cause it won't work. I really don't know if the usb is not for my phone, or if my phone's usb port doesn't really work or I don't really know how to 'synchronize' or I'm just plain stupin. Anyway, I'll ask help nalang:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amateur golf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever! we played golf again.I don't really like it.siguro mga 70% lang. What I like most is the pizza moment before playing golf:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Passion.Perfection.Pizza&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UgH! Yellow cab truly stuffs your stomach with great pizza and great moments:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115840770873818936?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115840770873818936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115840770873818936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115840770873818936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115840770873818936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-1st-imax-experience-imax-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115832236127267949</id><published>2006-09-15T14:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:12:41.286+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE 'KATULONG MODE' THAT KNOCKED OFF MARIAH'S CAREER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. maeysh showed us a preview of her ALBUM.I really can't wait to have one. It features Don't cha(katulong mode remix), Keys me (katulong spin remix) my favorite-&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;THE MATH DANCE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahah&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!{ms.corpays..ms.corpays..iz da beys..iz da beys}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; accdg. to tricia-It contains a really expressive &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'Katulong mode'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;btw..don't forget to watch her upcoming mall tour.&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,after the T-rex film at the iMAX theater.Tickets are already sold out, sorry. But if you really wanna come..you can still watch  &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maeysh-The BOMB of Asia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;s.m payatas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..just contact &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;911&lt;/span&gt; for more details:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GETTING REALLY EXCITED FOR TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;IT'S IMAX DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and it's also ISAY's b-day!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115832236127267949?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115832236127267949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115832236127267949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115832236127267949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115832236127267949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/katulong-mode-that-knocked-off-mariahs.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115831884733077269</id><published>2006-09-15T14:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:53:13.416+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good 'ol REVERENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/24138817316355l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/24138817316355l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! how I miss our good 'ol Reverence. yeah.we were really noisy and teachers are always dumbfounded by the way we talk non-stop. But even though we were really noisy in nature and were always compared to the other section. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good 'ol Reverence always emerge as winners:)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why? I personally think that my good 'ol section had this great combination of students.Every kind of student was there. There were leaders, singers, dancers, total performers,composers, artistic personas, born writers, intellects,generous rumormongers,teacher's pets and teacher's peSts,math whiz and also attention seekers or 'papers' which makes life more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a cup of cooperation and a slight touch of initiative, good 'ol reverence would manage to stand out from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How I wish that I could still have those moments back.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish our section would also be like that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115831884733077269?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115831884733077269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115831884733077269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115831884733077269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115831884733077269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-ol-reverence.html' title='Good &apos;ol REVERENCE'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115831812679658046</id><published>2006-09-15T13:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:02:06.806+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chemistry wrecked my brain cells. While I was answering our chemistry test.I could fell those nerves being squeezed out one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Lord please help!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115831812679658046?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115831812679658046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115831812679658046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115831812679658046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115831812679658046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/chemistry-wrecked-my-brain-cells.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115802986524334037</id><published>2006-09-12T05:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:34:23.793+03:00</updated><title type='text'>random whatevers</title><content type='html'>so..extra lang..we are currently allowed to use the net during our computer class:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a century, something productive happened to our library na. It's really good to know that our resident librarian was already enlightened by the holy spirit to allow us to use the internet during our lunch break.plus,she already have a sidekick:)haha!But then, they could also let us use the net during ou lib.period.kaso ayaw eh!damot:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115802986524334037?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115802986524334037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115802986524334037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115802986524334037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115802986524334037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-whatevers.html' title='random whatevers'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115797255005113884</id><published>2006-09-11T13:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:02:30.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone was affected with the&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Monday Morning sickness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was our chem and everyone including me were too lazy to move..everything was programmed to be in slow motion:O A lot of people didn't go to school pa nga :)Too much for being lazy. I realized that the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Young Missionaries club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is actually nice:) Even though the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MYA &lt;/span&gt;at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; La Salle&lt;/span&gt; didn't pursue-:Xno invites daw. Anyway, it's still nice because we're always having this early dismissal. Last meeting we were dismissed at around 4:20 haha! And now, we were dismissed at 4:30:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~We saw sr. Ulaye-carell's one and only honey:)He said he won't be our teacher anymore. God! wag naman-we need to adjust again and this new teacher has &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no sense of humor pa;( but she's good;)...let's not judge her muna..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~*~&lt;/em&gt;Ah..I finally did something that I was actually planning to do during the end of our exams pa.;)secret;)wag na nga:) so..I was actually able to mend 'fragmented friendships' na.:) good for me!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~I found this cute layout na.still editing..&lt;br /&gt;~*~TRICIA! thankies again:)Uhm..can't edit your profile nga pala.&lt;strong&gt;I FORGOT YOUR USERNAME AND PASSWORD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115797255005113884?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115797255005113884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115797255005113884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115797255005113884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115797255005113884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/everyone-was-affected-with-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115788613725146263</id><published>2006-09-10T14:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:02:17.250+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. planning to change my layout..what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115788613725146263?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115788613725146263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115788613725146263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115788613725146263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115788613725146263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115788592422365421</id><published>2006-09-10T13:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:58:44.233+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPTEMBER FEVER</title><content type='html'>September-the start of the 'ber' months. It's a sign that Christmas is actually nearing:) yipee!;)&lt;br /&gt;so..A lot of people are going to celebrate their b-days &amp; whatevers this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 8&lt;/u&gt; Ms. V's wedding, Mama Mary's B-day,My parents' wedding anniv., Cace's b-day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 13&lt;/u&gt; THIS DAY'S FOR &lt;u&gt;ELISHA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 16&lt;/u&gt; Isay's Birthday, &lt;s&gt;THE BIG DAY!&lt;/s&gt; IMAX day! yay:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; September 18&lt;/u&gt; Cathy's birthday-Uii pasok ka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 19&lt;/u&gt; Jill's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 23&lt;/u&gt; Jill's bash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115788592422365421?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115788592422365421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115788592422365421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115788592422365421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115788592422365421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-fever.html' title='SEPTEMBER FEVER'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115777476092857379</id><published>2006-09-09T06:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:31:34.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Card day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Morning] HOOKED on ETC&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt; America's Next Top Model Cycle 5-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really nice. All the models looked so much better than the previous ones except this kim who's a lesbian.eek! The best thing was the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; House of the Top Models&lt;/u&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WOW! really,really awesome-it's like a house with a mini mall inside.Oooh! I'd love to try living there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[++] Finally! I was promoted from my loser B- conduct grade, I got a B+,yay!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[gosh, this was my dream]&lt;/span&gt; Still wondrin' why eh feel ko mas maingay ako this year kasi &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ELISHA'S my classmate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e super ingay nun. haha! joke lang!;)-&lt;s&gt;kababawan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, people whom you think are the villains in your life ironically turns out to be those people who truly understand you;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115777476092857379?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115777476092857379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115777476092857379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115777476092857379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115777476092857379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/card-day.html' title='Card day!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115770509244254718</id><published>2006-09-08T10:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:44:52.453+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/DSC01634.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/DSC01634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;         -C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115770509244254718?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115770509244254718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115770509244254718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115770509244254718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115770509244254718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/friendship-is-unnecessary-like.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115770344278083138</id><published>2006-09-08T10:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:17:22.790+03:00</updated><title type='text'>this blurry world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/DSC01644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/200/DSC01644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Elisha, Carell, Tricia]-sayang- blurry ung pic&lt;br /&gt;                                      -sayang- we're planning to do something with this pic pa naman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[??] thoughts are juggling in my mind. SHOULD I? or NOT? a lot of them say that I should not but &lt;em&gt;thy inner voice&lt;/em&gt;  says go on.whatever! ugh.still waiting for the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[;D]so, it's september 8.It's Mama Mary's Birthday;)&lt;u&gt; NO CLASSES!&lt;/u&gt;, Congratulations to our newly wed bio teacher , Ms.Valmeo;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Date to Remember:09.16.06.]Really excited to have an IMAX experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115770344278083138?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115770344278083138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115770344278083138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115770344278083138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115770344278083138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-blurry-world.html' title='this blurry world'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115762247401527209</id><published>2006-09-07T12:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T12:51:40.723+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/t0njh2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/t0njh2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't get enough of your face so &lt;u&gt;mesmerizing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your eyes soo &lt;u&gt;tantalizing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lips sooo &lt;s&gt;intoxicating&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[++] This day's A-okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[++] I'm getting my more of my daily &lt;s&gt;strawberry supplement&lt;/s&gt; nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[++] Yay! we're all going to the T-rex film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[++] *daydreaming*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[++]OMG! carell recorded jj's voice. grabe. ang gwapo ng voice. wonderin' how he might look like.&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/25115925-115762247401527209?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115762247401527209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115762247401527209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115762247401527209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115762247401527209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/cant-get-enough-of-your-face-so.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115754674917271099</id><published>2006-09-06T15:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:09:51.100+03:00</updated><title type='text'>whatevers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh! I love this day.&lt;br /&gt;Someone sucks&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lrt..dreamy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[++] I have a new friend.she's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAjim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;Dhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[++] yeah right, we're gonna watch this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T-rex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; film at the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMAX theatre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.kaso lang the movie's just 45 mins. tapos we have to be there by&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 8:30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.hello!sarado pa ung mall nyan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;[;)]i loove the lrt.dreamy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[;)] Just got my gift! my first vw for 2006;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[--]someone's being an underdog nanaman.yan ang hirap. bait kasi eh.kaya nagiging uto-uto.tsk.tsk.tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[++] ah.ang mga Hypocrites nga naman. Hate daw nila ang mga C na galit din sa mga C pero sila rin mismo mga C na galit sa mga C. gets?guess not. this one has no sense at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[++]o yeah!wanna be cool? contact me and i'll make you the ultimate costume for the year.custom made-just for u!&lt;/strong&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/25115925-115754674917271099?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115754674917271099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115754674917271099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115754674917271099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115754674917271099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/whatevers.html' title='whatevers!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115718776640758958</id><published>2006-09-02T11:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:19:54.206+03:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/z32247158.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/z32247158.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/th_z7922088.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/th_z7922088.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/z23564231.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/z23564231.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hay.[groan!]i don't wanna be a hypocrite.i'm really frustrated. naiinis ako-sobra. i'm [this] close in joining elisha at Ateneo for a quiz bee.tricia's group scored 25 and my group scored 24--sayang.sobra.1pt. nalang. 1pt. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ARRRGH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well,perhaps somethings are not really meant for me.maybe there are a lot of other things pa that would suit me.I'm really trying to inject positive thoughts pero there really are 'what ifs' that are juggling in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[--]WHAT IF-hindi na ko naginternet for 2 hrs?would i get that spot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[--]WHAT IF-hindi ako 7:00 dumating sa school-mga 5:30 kaya? would i get that spot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[--]WHAT IF-iba ung ka-group ko? would i get that spot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[**]hay naku/o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naiinis ako&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bakit naman kasi natalo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di na tuloy makakapunta ng ateneo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[**]hi can i join u.btw my name's bea and it spells F-A-I-L-U-R-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115718776640758958?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115718776640758958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115718776640758958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115718776640758958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115718776640758958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/failure.html' title='FAILURE'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115711024493785272</id><published>2006-09-01T14:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:30:44.946+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[++]wednesday. hectic. I need to make our take home seatwork about macbeth&amp;we went pa to the book fair at the world trade center. really nice. all things were on-sale. my parents are already addicted to that sudoku thing so. most of the stuffs we bought were sudoku puzzle books.blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[++] I really like to post dowee's hypocrites. but i left my blue notebook.sayang. hah.dowee addressed that to *. but i guess i'll address it to *&amp;*-"*&amp;amp;*" a re very skilled in keeping their reputations good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[--] rumormongers suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[--]theifs suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[--] i fell in love with this. when i first saw it. well, my friend carell made this;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loners are intrapersonally smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bulldozers can fight against the criminals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but survey says, losers are people without companions &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but they have established really good reputation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;[++] Thursday. i can see things. weird things. i can see through carell's ears. omg! thick smokes were coming out from her ears.hot smokes. flamin' hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115711024493785272?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115711024493785272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115711024493785272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115711024493785272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115711024493785272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/09/wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115676050973227003</id><published>2006-08-28T13:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:43:52.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'>words.of.wisdom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/loserville.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/crell%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'd rather be a &lt;u&gt;bulldozer&lt;/u&gt; than be a loser nor a loner"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-Carell Ocampo-Tordilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Greatest Filipina 'Philosopher'/Mathematician&lt;/u&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115676050973227003?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115676050973227003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115676050973227003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115676050973227003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115676050973227003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/08/wordsofwisdom.html' title='words.of.wisdom.'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115666349544266137</id><published>2006-08-27T10:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:07:04.926+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gateway Getaway2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/movie!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/movie%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/z20802160.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At last! natuloy na rin yung gateway namin which was supposedly for last saturday. I had so much fun with&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;carell,elisha, batchi, irene, nicole &amp; bea que&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;Sayang nga lang&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tricia, jill and maeysh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weren't able to ge because they have other plans that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so.carell was the earliest bird.wow!then, I came next.I met carell @ rustan's and saw her browsing at the havaianas section. yikes! she bought the&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yellow one rather then the metallic one&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; whatever. can't blame her- yellow's her fave. ; then batchi came with her sister and her lola,then irene and the rest...So. we just did the usual stuff. We watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MySuper Ex- girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; which was quite funny-and violent;D THen, we had pictures and taco bell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;.whatever.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*beauty bar's still the same.still spying on us as we browse at their stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*carell gave me a nail polish.whatever. i'm gonna use that after 5 years.thanks anyway -friend!;D*muwach*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*nicole &amp;amp; elisha were soo.late.1 hr. late. grabe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*oh! batchi brought a really-really big bag.even carell's gift won't fit in. cause it's soo big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*saw maeysh @ shopwise-whatavere!hate you! sana dba sumama ka!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all. tinatamad na ko mag-type.**I swear I has so much fun.!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115666349544266137?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115666349544266137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115666349544266137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115666349544266137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115666349544266137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/08/gateway-getaway2.html' title='Gateway Getaway2'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115642379871544150</id><published>2006-08-24T15:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T13:28:17.276+03:00</updated><title type='text'>uga.uga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/004t6143.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/004t6143.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/z34221242.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/z34221242.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/z32247158.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/r91qgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/r91qgo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/th_z44621403.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God! I'm already tired of losing my stuffs.i finally decided to use a bigger the usual padlock.wanna try to open my locker again, you thief?!you know, you suck! you monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah..i hate monkeys. I currently hate 3 monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey #1: well, #1 makes my world miserable. actually, they all make my life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey#2: o yeah! 3 cheers for that manupulative loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey#3: whoever you are. you suck! you thief. btw. are you eating all those stuff that you've stolen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. I thought that my i.d. was again stolen. but then i was positive that i just misplaced it. anyway, i just called emily and luckily I found out that my i.d. was inside her paperbag.whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.good thing my friends are there to cheer me up.;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;ELISHA-what the...why are you absent??wala kong kasama sa c.r. hate you!;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115642379871544150?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115642379871544150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115642379871544150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115642379871544150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115642379871544150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/08/ugauga.html' title='uga.uga!'/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25115925.post-115633686694872031</id><published>2006-08-23T15:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:41:06.956+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/1600/th_d36f6a4f.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5317/2618/320/th_d36f6a4f.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISN'T LIFE INCREDIBLY AMAZING?!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm having really huge bowls of sh*t for breakfast each day. O! I'm losing everything i have each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great that I already lost 4 notebooks and one enormous book in just a span of 3 months and mind you..it's still counting! i just lost my file case. Well, everything's because of the my stupidity, the school's really,really tight security measures and of course, it's also because of that* incredibly skillful thief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25115925-115633686694872031?l=pinkpersona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/feeds/115633686694872031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25115925&amp;postID=115633686694872031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115633686694872031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25115925/posts/default/115633686694872031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkpersona.blogspot.com/2006/08/isnt-life-incredibly-amazing-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>BeaBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00443521930523726010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l96/bewildered_bea/beabee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
