<?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-29833232</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:12:05.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KYUT</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116878067200111149</id><published>2007-01-14T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:17:52.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Much apologies for the late update-y. Yah, I know. I always say “sorry this” and “sorry that” nowadays. I have just momentarily lost my interest in blogging. Right now I am currently busy with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BLEACH Marathon&lt;br /&gt;- Korean Dramas Marathon&lt;br /&gt;- Law of Ueki marathon (that is, if Michael decides to bring the LOU CD next Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;- practice for Choir&lt;br /&gt;- practice and review in Spelling for the PSAP (life sucks, I got to be chosen as one of the representatives of our school)&lt;br /&gt;- fanfiction&lt;br /&gt;- finishing Final Fantasy V (GBA Version)&lt;br /&gt;- getting my act together &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how ‘bout that? Ain’t I a busy bee? Har har. &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from my grandma that she can feel my disinterest in studying ever since I started getting addicted in anime. &lt;img alt=":confused:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt; Er, well, I have always been this way. It’s much wonder that I even pass without studying (Well, I do study, but in a rushed “Holy-crap-it’s-5-minutes-before-the-test!” kinda way). Anyway, I know that they only want the best for me. They even want me to study at UP (No freaking way I’ll pass, man)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand… I get to go to the JS Prom. Again, I reiterate my statement: Life sucks. Big time. Once again, I have been coerced by my grandma into doing something “fun” and “socially cultivating.” Whatevs. The only thing I am after is the grade. Everyone who gets to go to the prom gets to have an extra grade. Now the bad thing about this is that your 1500 pesos will only account to a grade! They say that even if you pay but still don’t show up, the grade is not applicable to you anymore. Bad, bad, bad! Torture I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that the food in that Manila Hotel is good. *grumbles* &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sa probinsya. Bisita: Tatang, naiinom po ba yung tubig dito? Tatang: Nasa iyo yan anak, kung gusto mong nguyain. May point sya! Hahaha!&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116878067200111149?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116878067200111149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116878067200111149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116878067200111149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116878067200111149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2007/01/update-galore.html' title='Update Galore'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116773586818981024</id><published>2007-01-02T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T03:04:28.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sm Mall of Asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy New Year everyone! Sorry (again) for the late greeting and update! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was posilutely, absotively fun! Fun! YAY!!! (I’m hyper… &lt;strong&gt;Too much sugar&lt;/strong&gt; in my drink!) &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;CJ, Arwyn and Jedwyn&lt;/strong&gt; all came to visit and we are all excited. They slept in our house and we all decided to go to SM Mall of Asia (now dubbed comically by &lt;strong&gt;Tito Wynn&lt;/strong&gt; as “&lt;strong&gt;SMmall of Asia&lt;/strong&gt;” with the SMmall being pronounced as small). &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt; Though we didn’t go &lt;strong&gt;bowling&lt;/strong&gt; (aww…) or even watch the&lt;strong&gt; dolphin show&lt;/strong&gt; (400 for a seat? &lt;em&gt;C’mon&lt;/em&gt;!), we had fun touring the whole place. Strangely enough, most places we visited were &lt;strong&gt;bookstores&lt;/strong&gt;. We visited 5 different bookstores, including &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Powerbooks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which was where I bought the two new mangas I would add to my collection (well, not really a collection.) &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;  Tito Wynn also discovered this unique book that is perfect for a math-problematic person like me. This book has all the &lt;strong&gt;tricks for easy computation&lt;/strong&gt;. By the time you have memorized and mastered the tips, you can compute like an absolute pro. Wah! Wanna buy it! Also, we ate our &lt;strong&gt;KFC meal&lt;/strong&gt; on Sunset Avenue. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;Jedwyn&lt;/strong&gt; had fun walking around, we almost lost him cause we didn’t notice that he was walking away already! &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it seems as if CJ and I are high on the same topic: &lt;strong&gt;BLEACH&lt;/strong&gt;! I am still stuck on Bleach! Help! I want to watch it some more! &lt;img alt=":stubborn:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/stubborn.gif" border="0" /&gt;Mommy Astrid, can I watch it in your house? –insert puppy eyes here- I’ll be a good girl, pwamis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Minsan may mga problema tayo na mahirap isolve. Naguguluhan tayo at kung minsan ay parang bumibigay na at sumusuko. Pero tandaan mo, nandito lang ako. Hati tayo sa problema mo.&lt;strong&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&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/29833232-116773586818981024?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116773586818981024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116773586818981024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116773586818981024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116773586818981024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2007/01/sm-mall-of-asia.html' title='Sm Mall of Asia'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116748025940127471</id><published>2006-12-30T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T04:04:19.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoi! Dolphin Showw Excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just took a bath. It is freezing.&lt;strong&gt; Freezing cold&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; I reckon I cannot survive Winter in the U.S. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to see &lt;strong&gt;snow&lt;/strong&gt; but I don’t think I can handle the cold weather. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt; (Still, taking a quick shower in the evening &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; refreshing…).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I’ve got good news! We might go to the &lt;strong&gt;Dolphin Show in SM Mall of Asia&lt;/strong&gt; this New Year! YAY! Isn’t it grand??? &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; I’ve seen a&lt;strong&gt; dolphin show in Hong Kong&lt;/strong&gt; before but I never got the chance to take a picture of them or interact with them. Now’s my chance! I would go with &lt;strong&gt;Tito Wynn&lt;/strong&gt; to the show. I am so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Speaking of &lt;strong&gt;MOA&lt;/strong&gt;, I keep on thinking about the things I would love to buy while still in that mega-mall. I would buy a manga. &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Any &lt;strong&gt;manga&lt;/strong&gt; would do but if possible, I would like to buy a volume of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; XXXHolic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Since National decided to stop selling mangas, I have convinced myself that my only hope to purchase an authentic one is through &lt;strong&gt;Powerbooks&lt;/strong&gt;, whose nearest branch is sadly (but fortunately) located on the &lt;strong&gt;Mall of Asia&lt;/strong&gt;. I would also love to buy the super-lurve-able fragrance from &lt;strong&gt;Blue Magic&lt;/strong&gt;. I don’t know what its name is but I recall reading the word “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radiance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” in its name. You see, my&lt;strong&gt; Mom&lt;/strong&gt; bought me a bottle of this perfume before she went away. It smells like &lt;strong&gt;sampaguita&lt;/strong&gt;. I wanna smell like &lt;strong&gt;sampaguit&lt;/strong&gt;a. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, is someone reading my posts? I guess not. But you gotta admit, it’s fun knowing that you have a &lt;strong&gt;little space&lt;/strong&gt; on the web! &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Pag umalis ka, maiiwan mo ko. Pero di ibig sabihin nun magmamahal na ko ng iba. Ano pa ba kasi ang hahanapin ko kung ang lahat ng kailangan ko, nasayo na? Mas mabuti na siguro hintayin na lang kita.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116748025940127471?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116748025940127471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116748025940127471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116748025940127471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116748025940127471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/hoi-dolphin-showw-excitement.html' title='Hoi! Dolphin Showw Excitement!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116743780955786992</id><published>2006-12-29T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:16:49.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow!!! An Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whew! I am alive. Yes, alive and breathing. Alive, breathing and still kicking. Sorry to all y'all people who want me to be already six feet under. Hope you don't mind that I am still spreading terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pampanga. It was fun, but tiring. We went to Palazzo Royale to celebrate the 50th Wedding Anniversary of my grandma's sister and then we had a family reunion. We also toured around Clark and I got to witness the Parada of the Parol. We also went to my aunt's house to celebrate her birthday. I also read this creepy nonfiction book about the Rape of Nanking. I'm gonna do a book review about it if I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am lazy, I'll just leave you guys with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Good men are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cute guys have lousy personalities.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cute guys with good character are married.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cute guys with good character and single... are poor.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cute, good character, single, and rich guys... aren't interested in us.&lt;br /&gt;6. Cute, good character, single, rich, and interested in us... Those guys are players.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cute, good character, single, rich guys who are interested in us and are not players... will turn out to be gay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116743780955786992?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116743780955786992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116743780955786992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116743780955786992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116743780955786992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/holy-cow-update.html' title='Holy Cow!!! An Update!!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116643266827966558</id><published>2006-12-18T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:04:28.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Periodical Breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry, sorry, sorry! Omigosh, I forgot to update! How lame is that? &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I just watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Survivor: Cook Islands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I knew &lt;strong&gt;Yul &lt;/strong&gt;would win! Anyway, I’m not here to talk about some crazy reality show. Honestly, a lot of things had been happening and it so overwhelmingly incredible and scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had the first part of our &lt;strong&gt;3rd Periodical Exams&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; It is terrible!!!&lt;strong&gt; English&lt;/strong&gt; was fine; I can answer it &lt;strong&gt;almost flawlessly&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Trigonometry&lt;/strong&gt; was… Well, it was a &lt;strong&gt;heartbreaking thing&lt;/strong&gt;, indeed it was. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt; I don’t know what the hell I answered in that quiz. Heck, I don’t even know if I’ll pass! My golly gosh, if I do manage to pass, which is already a &lt;strong&gt;miracle&lt;/strong&gt; by itself, I’ll forever be singing praises. And &lt;strong&gt;Values&lt;/strong&gt;? Well, I thought that it was easy. Apparently, it wasn’t! I didn’t know about the &lt;strong&gt;Kinds of Evil and their example&lt;/strong&gt;. What was really evil was that it was worth &lt;strong&gt;20 points&lt;/strong&gt;… &lt;strong&gt;times 2&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Waaagh! &lt;img alt=":scared:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/scared.gif" border="0" /&gt; And then there was &lt;strong&gt;Chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;. It was alright… Until the &lt;em&gt;problem solving part&lt;/em&gt;. What I wrote and how I even understood it was beyond me. &lt;img alt=":whatever:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/whatever.gif" border="0" /&gt; I swear, I’m going crazy. The only thing keeping me sane right now is the thought of an&lt;strong&gt; easier and more student-friendly&lt;/strong&gt; exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good luck and God bless to me!!! *makes V-sign ala Jasmine style* &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is showing now! As in, NOW!!! Aieeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sino ka ba para pag-aksayahan ko ng panahon? Sino ka ba para mahalin ko ng sobra pa sa kaya ko? Wala lang. Ikaw lang naman kasi ang mahal ko. Dammit! Sino lang ba ako sa buhay mo?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116643266827966558?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116643266827966558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116643266827966558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116643266827966558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116643266827966558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/periodical-breakdown.html' title='Periodical Breakdown'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116609536346064778</id><published>2006-12-14T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T03:22:43.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obvious, Obvious, Obvious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANG GEUN LYRICS (OBVIOUS SONG)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah~ah~ah~ dang gun song!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na bogoshipne?(dan-gun) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na saang gak han nee? (dan-gun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you you love me (dan-gun,dan-gun,dan-gun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na joahhane?(dan-gun) na sarang ha ne?(dan-gun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you , you love me(dan-gun,dan-gun,dan-gun)&lt;br /&gt;nuh byunha jima(dan-gun) uhn jaeKaji na (dan-gun)j&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o wahae jo wahae (dan-gun,dan-gun,dan-gun)&lt;br /&gt;nul hambok ha yo(dan-gun) nul julgo wo yo (dan-gun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sarang hae,sarang hae(dan-gun song)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ddhaeloonuun Jjajunnago Ddhaeloonuun himdulloodo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onoae gutae uhnjaenka uushgo innunnal sang-gakhae&lt;br /&gt;Ddhaeloonuun sulpujigo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ddhaeloonuun waelowodonoae gutae uhnjaenaa ham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CKae hanunha nul sanggakhae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah~ah~ah~ dan-gun song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_~*ENGLISH VERSION*~_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you miss me?Its Obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you love me?Its Obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you.You love me. Obvious..Obvious..Obvious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think of me?Its Obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you love me?Its Obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you.You love me. Obvious..Obvious..Obvious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ever change.Its Obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever and ever.Its Obvious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you..I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though at times you feel irritable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though at times its difficult,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always think of me, who'llalways be smilling by your side&lt;br /&gt;Even though at times you feel sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though at times its lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always think of me,who'll always be with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116609536346064778?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116609536346064778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116609536346064778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116609536346064778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116609536346064778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/obvious-obvious-obvious.html' title='Obvious, Obvious, Obvious'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116600914607832428</id><published>2006-12-13T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:25:46.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Appreciation Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kakulitan corner! &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I don’t know why but I really had fun this day. As usual, school was &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt; blahblahblah. Let’s move on to the fun part: Going to Mommy Astrid’s house! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Yes, I had fun. The plan was to go there and draw the manga “&lt;strong&gt;Comet Yard&lt;/strong&gt;.” We have been planning on drawing it for quite a while now. We already have the concepts and the character designs. So we went there, expecting everything to be all business but it turned out that we managed to not start even 1% of our manga. All of us were having a blast just playing around. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ate those &lt;strong&gt;spicy pancit cantons&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Yeah, it was great! I must admit, it really was spicy but it wasn’t anything I cannot handle. Sa katotohanan, masarap siya! And also, &lt;strong&gt;Cruz&lt;/strong&gt; was very funny because he kept on telling us that he can’t taste what he is eating and that he ate things a thousand times spicier than that pancit canton. However, it was very noticeable how he was &lt;strong&gt;sweating&lt;/strong&gt; like a pig and how his eyes are &lt;strong&gt;bloodshot&lt;/strong&gt;. It looks like he was going to cry. &lt;strong&gt;Acosta&lt;/strong&gt; was the funniest, since he cannot stomach it all and had to endure our laughter at his inability to finish his serving. Using his &lt;strong&gt;monay&lt;/strong&gt; (as his extra food and as a napkin)&lt;br /&gt;and his &lt;strong&gt;juice&lt;/strong&gt;, he managed to eat all of his pancit canton. Hehe. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went crazy over &lt;strong&gt;animé songs&lt;/strong&gt;. Mommy Astrid, Acosta and I are all anime addicts so we talked and talked like there was nothing in the world except us and our own anime world. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; It’s as if &lt;strong&gt;Kat &lt;/strong&gt;wasn’t even there. I actually felt a little bad, having made her put up with our antics. Aww… She should just join us! Become a member of the &lt;strong&gt;Anime Appreciation Club&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gotta go now. I have to watch &lt;strong&gt;Full Metal Alchemist&lt;/strong&gt;! Bye!&lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Falling for someone who doesn’t know your existence would hurt a lot to the point that you want to scream and shout in front of him. But then he would just tell you, “Wala akong ginawa. Ikaw lang tong umasa.”&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/29833232-116600914607832428?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116600914607832428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116600914607832428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116600914607832428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116600914607832428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/anime-appreciation-club.html' title='Anime Appreciation Club'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116591973670241465</id><published>2006-12-11T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:35:36.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is &lt;strong&gt;raining&lt;/strong&gt;! Omigosh! The weather is so cold; we all have to wear a&lt;strong&gt; jacket&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":sick:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sick.gif" border="0" /&gt; I don’t have to turn on the electric fan. Here in the Philippines, I am already freezing cold, what more if I go to US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that classes would be &lt;strong&gt;suspended&lt;/strong&gt;. Ho-hum. I guess that I am expecting too much. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Signal No. 1 &lt;/strong&gt;isn’t a good excuse to pull out highschool students from our classes (What are we, Elementary???).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan went by as planned. &lt;strong&gt;Kat &lt;/strong&gt;didn’t cry, thank goodness. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; It is better this way than for others to tell it to her before us. We had to tell her not what she wanted to hear, but what she needs to hear. Were we harsh? Nah. Actually, &lt;strong&gt;pa-comedy effect&lt;/strong&gt; pa nga kami eh. &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and look at this pic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7880/2388/320/131213/PrincessHours.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegyung&lt;/strong&gt; (Janelle)and &lt;strong&gt;Prince Shin&lt;/strong&gt; (Gian) of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Princess Hours). &lt;strong&gt;Cute&lt;/strong&gt; nila noh? &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; Now I have a sudden craving for &lt;strong&gt;lollipop&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmp! &lt;strong&gt;Stupid Sydeco&lt;/strong&gt;. Maybe that’s why he didn’t come to school today… He forgot to bring me the lollipop I was asking him to bring. &lt;img alt=":rolleye:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/rolleye.gif" border="0" /&gt; Buti pa si &lt;strong&gt;Ninong&lt;/strong&gt;. He promised to give me &lt;strong&gt;a million Mentos&lt;/strong&gt; this Christmas. YAY! &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Pag nakita mo na masaya ang mahal mo sa piling ng iba, wag kang malungkot o umiyak. Isipin mo na lang na masaya siya dahil mukhang clown ang kasama niya.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116591973670241465?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116591973670241465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116591973670241465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116591973670241465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116591973670241465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/rainy-blues.html' title='Rainy Blues'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116591912999230553</id><published>2006-12-10T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:25:30.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUnday Exploits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, nothing happened except that Nanay and I went &lt;strong&gt;shopping &lt;/strong&gt;for the &lt;strong&gt;Christmas presents&lt;/strong&gt; I would give to my classmates. Whew! Could you guys believe that I spent almost a &lt;strong&gt;thousand &lt;/strong&gt;bucks for all of the items I bought? Hell yeah! Now I’m a beggar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also toured around &lt;strong&gt;Virra Mall.&lt;/strong&gt; It’s some kind of mall located &lt;strong&gt;near SM&lt;/strong&gt;. Actually, it’s not really a mall, it is more of a &lt;strong&gt;tiangge &lt;/strong&gt;where you can find loads and loads of &lt;strong&gt;bargain treasures&lt;/strong&gt;. Great for those who are in a budget yet don’t want to join in the hustle and bustle of &lt;strong&gt;Baclaran&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Divisoria&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought the new issues of &lt;strong&gt;Seventeen&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Pink&lt;/strong&gt;. At first, I was kinda,er, -shall we say &lt;strong&gt;intrigued &lt;/strong&gt;for a lack of a better word?- when I saw &lt;strong&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/strong&gt; in the cover. Honestly, I’ve never liked that girl. She’s such a &lt;strong&gt;plastic&lt;/strong&gt; and all that she said in her interview just strengthens my statement (go and read her article in Seventeen!). In &lt;strong&gt;Pink&lt;/strong&gt;, well, cover girl &lt;strong&gt;Vanessa Anne Hudgens&lt;/strong&gt; is okay. Another &lt;strong&gt;Prom Special&lt;/strong&gt;, surprise surprise.  I actually liked this issue. I saw a lot of &lt;strong&gt;Prom gowns&lt;/strong&gt; that I like looking at but would &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; dream of wearing. Hello?! Buti sana kung sexy ako, kaso hindi. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, like what I said, I don’t feel like going to the Prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless of course it would give me an &lt;strong&gt;additional grade&lt;/strong&gt;, then I would be willing to endure the suffering and humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Nung nagmahal ako, I believed in everything! Love at first sight, happy endings, destiny, fairytales and even magic. Pero nasaktan lang ako! Tama nga sila, no? No word could ever define love kundi katangahan.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116591912999230553?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116591912999230553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116591912999230553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116591912999230553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116591912999230553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunday-exploits.html' title='SUnday Exploits'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116566197131287209</id><published>2006-12-09T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T03:30:35.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah! Katuwa ang &lt;strong&gt;Teachers’ Day&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys! I was supposed to post yesterday but I had a piercing &lt;strong&gt;headache&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":sick:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sick.gif" border="0" /&gt; I think that we were also supposed to have our practice for the &lt;strong&gt;Choir&lt;/strong&gt; but I slept early. Yeah. So back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’ve previously written (or did I?), I was one of the &lt;strong&gt;emcees&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Teacher’s Day&lt;/strong&gt; together with &lt;strong&gt;Kat&lt;/strong&gt;. At first I was all nervous, thinking that I would screw up royally. Thankfully, nothing bad happened and I ended up not stuttering or fumbling while talking. Hehe. &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Aside from that, even though I think that our presentation for the &lt;strong&gt;Carolfest&lt;/strong&gt; is a big &lt;strong&gt;disaster&lt;/strong&gt;, I think that we did pretty okay. At least we were not the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, our plan to surprise &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Javaluyas&lt;/strong&gt; was a big &lt;strong&gt;success&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; The surprise wasn’t that much of a surprise like last year but it was still pretty shocking for her. She also had a big laugh over her &lt;strong&gt;edited pics&lt;/strong&gt;, joking that “&lt;em&gt;kulang na lang ay i-post ito sa internet.”&lt;/em&gt; Haha. We gave her a lot of gifts. All of them are especially for her. I hope that she will find the &lt;strong&gt;book&lt;/strong&gt; that I gave her some use. And I am excited about what she will tell us after she sees our &lt;strong&gt;video&lt;/strong&gt;. Downright stupid and a total garbage? Or heart-warming and wittily hilarious? Well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I ever mention that my classmates are planning to draw a &lt;strong&gt;manga&lt;/strong&gt;? The main characters are &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Karisha&lt;/strong&gt;. Their names in the manga are &lt;strong&gt;Mi &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Yu&lt;/strong&gt; respectively (not sure about the spelling of their manga names though). There is also a group called “&lt;strong&gt;F-Fur&lt;/strong&gt;” composed of &lt;strong&gt;Pardu, Sydicu, Fulgenciu&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Vince Su.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha! &lt;strong&gt;Michael&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;Keldi&lt;/strong&gt; (again, don’t know the exact spelling), a bad guy at the start but becomes good in the end. The main villain is &lt;strong&gt;Lonzu&lt;/strong&gt;, AKA &lt;strong&gt;Supreme Evil.&lt;/strong&gt; He will be the Grand Finale. As for me? I am&lt;strong&gt; Sarara&lt;/strong&gt;, another bad character but will later turn good. My rival is &lt;strong&gt;Keldi &lt;/strong&gt;and we are both fighting who will get to finish &lt;strong&gt;Mi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Yu&lt;/strong&gt;. Ang sabi ko nga ay &lt;em&gt;daanan na lang sa palakihan ng eyebags&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt; My &lt;strong&gt;weapon&lt;/strong&gt; is my &lt;strong&gt;glasses&lt;/strong&gt;, which can transform into this &lt;strong&gt;big magnifying glass&lt;/strong&gt; that can produce &lt;strong&gt;fire&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I… The feeling is coming back again! This time it is worse! Oh man! I am so dead. I should hide this! Nobody has noticed a thing yet! I can do this… &lt;strong&gt;Bhasya&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that our plan on &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; would go as planned. I’m &lt;strong&gt;nervous&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":scared:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/scared.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Pag wala na ko, siguro di yun kawalan sayo, di yun makakaapekto sayo. Pero gusto ko lang malaman mo na masaya ako. Bakit? Kasi kahit minsan lang sa buhay ko, nakilala ko yung taong hindi man ako kayang mahalin, napasaya naman ako.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116566197131287209?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116566197131287209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116566197131287209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116566197131287209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116566197131287209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/teacherss-day.html' title='Teachers&apos;s Day'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116540211804705787</id><published>2006-12-06T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T02:48:38.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paghahanda. Bow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow, &lt;strong&gt;astig &lt;/strong&gt;talaga ang ginawa namin for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teachers Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think that &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Javaluyas&lt;/strong&gt; would appreciate our gift. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; We prepared a sort of “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;home video&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” which showcases our &lt;strong&gt;acting talents&lt;/strong&gt;. Naks! &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt; There’s also &lt;strong&gt;commercials&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;special segments&lt;/strong&gt;. Of course, the main part of this home video is actually the “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;confession&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” part where we go and tell things about &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Javaluyas&lt;/strong&gt; and give our feelings about her. For me, our gift is fun to make and I certainly hope that our teacher would appreciate what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7880/2388/320/909435/ldh8.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Da Hae&lt;/strong&gt; is drop-dead gorgeous. &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt;And I am saying this even though I am a girl. Shucks! Haha. But really, I like her face. It can be innocent and clueless one minute, seductive and super charming the next. Why is it that &lt;strong&gt;Korean&lt;/strong&gt; people &lt;strong&gt;rarely&lt;/strong&gt; get &lt;strong&gt;pimples&lt;/strong&gt;? Oops, random question. Hehe… &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Bakit ganon? Kahit anong sakit tiniis ko, kahit anong hirap tinago ko, kahit anong kasalanan mo pinatawad ko. Sobra-sobra ang pagmamahal ko sayo. Bakit ganon? Iniwan mo pa rin ako.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116540211804705787?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116540211804705787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116540211804705787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116540211804705787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116540211804705787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/paghahanda-bow.html' title='Paghahanda. Bow.'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116531558540232569</id><published>2006-12-05T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:46:25.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Carolfest Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kumusta naman yon?! &lt;img alt=":blank:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I don’t know what to feel today. &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; I guess that I should be in a &lt;strong&gt;pretty crappy&lt;/strong&gt; mood today but I chose &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to be a &lt;strong&gt;crabby&lt;/strong&gt; girl and just let everything slide. Pano ba naman kasi, our &lt;strong&gt;Carol fest&lt;/strong&gt; is a big disaster! Wala pa kaming nagagawa! The freshmen, sophomores and seniors are already miles ahead of us! What’s worse, &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Onin&lt;/strong&gt; is putting &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; in charge. &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; What the? &lt;strong&gt;Pearl&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Roselle&lt;/strong&gt; should be the ones handling this, not me! In some degree, I feel responsible too, even though I know that what is happening is solely not my fault. Still, I don’t want to be bossy and &lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;take charge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt; because they might think that I’m trying to &lt;strong&gt;steal the spotlight&lt;/strong&gt;. No, that is not my intention, uh-uh. &lt;img alt=":no:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/no.gif" border="0" /&gt; Well… I just hope that we can produce something Carolfest-worthy tomorrow… *crosses her fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naruto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is back! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Oh man, that show really rocks! But is it me or did Naruto’s voice mature? Even just a teensy-weensy bitty-witty? Hmm… Oh well. Gotta love that anime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“How darned clever!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wooh! That line is my favorite (&lt;strong&gt;sarcastic&lt;/strong&gt;) line when &lt;strong&gt;debating&lt;/strong&gt; with someone. Haha. Not really as in debate. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; More like a friendly discussion in a certain forum and waiting for the other to make a mistake and point that out so you can have the upper hand? Ick, I sound &lt;strong&gt;disagreeable&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can prepare our&lt;strong&gt; gift&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Javaluyas&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. We are planning to make a &lt;strong&gt;video&lt;/strong&gt; which she can view using a&lt;strong&gt; CD&lt;/strong&gt;. As usual, &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid’s place&lt;/strong&gt; is the place to be. But the exact concept of what we would do while filming is still not being conversed. I guess that we’ll just have to cross the bridge when we get there, hmm? &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Sa buhay, walang sigurado. Lahat pwedeng magbago. Mahirap tuloy magtiwala sa mga tao lalo na sa taong mahal mo dahil baka dumating ang araw na iwan ka niya. Pati ang puso mo, dala pa.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116531558540232569?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116531558540232569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116531558540232569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116531558540232569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116531558540232569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-carolfest-mayhem.html' title='Christmas Carolfest Mayhem'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116514699094927721</id><published>2006-12-03T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:17:27.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Gift To A Special Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7880/2388/1600/776611/bdaygreet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7880/2388/320/810061/bdaygreet.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the greatest mother a kid can ever have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116514699094927721?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116514699094927721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116514699094927721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116514699094927721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116514699094927721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/special-gift-to-special-mother.html' title='Special Gift To A Special Mother'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116505559567281256</id><published>2006-12-02T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:33:15.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divisoria: Shopping Glore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tiredness! Yah! We just went to &lt;strong&gt;Divisoria&lt;/strong&gt; to buy some stuff and goodness, I can’t keep my eyes off all those cheap and cute&lt;strong&gt; bargain finds&lt;/strong&gt;. There are a lot of items on sale! &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt; Of course, if you don’t mind the crowd of sweaty people &lt;strong&gt;pushing and shoving&lt;/strong&gt; you aside, you’ll enjoy the shopping experience, which was exactly what I did. I am especially satisfied with the shoes that I bought. Praise the heavens and I finally found &lt;strong&gt;a shoe that fits me&lt;/strong&gt; and most importantly, suits my taste. All the other shoes in our house were all for &lt;strong&gt;Jovelle’s use&lt;/strong&gt; (Curse these &lt;strong&gt;abnormal feet&lt;/strong&gt; of mine! &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I don’t know what’s wrong with the &lt;strong&gt;blog layout&lt;/strong&gt;. When I opened my blog, the old layout was still there. How come? Hmm… I just fixed it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there who knows about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death Note&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? It’s the best! I love it to pieces! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; If you don’t know what this awesome manga is all about, don’t fret! Just visit &lt;a href="http://deathgod.org/"&gt;Deathgod.org&lt;/a&gt; and rest assured that you’ll be as crazy as me about it. My favorite character is&lt;strong&gt; L&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":inlove:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/inlove.gif" border="0" /&gt; Haha. I think we’ll totally gel, since I have a lot of common characteristics with him. For more about &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;’s quirks and unusual habits, click &lt;a href="http://deathgod.org/main.php?x=inter/lguide"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiray’s&lt;/strong&gt; story in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maalaala Mo Kaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is heart-warmingly touching. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; It isn’t the kind of story where you’ll end up with dozens of tissues, bawling and crying your heart out until your eyes have gotten red and swollen. No! It was a &lt;strong&gt;realistic tale&lt;/strong&gt; of how an &lt;strong&gt;“ugly”&lt;/strong&gt; person fought against the odds and entered showbiz to &lt;strong&gt;help her family&lt;/strong&gt; and of course, pursue her &lt;strong&gt;dream &lt;/strong&gt;of becoming an &lt;strong&gt;actress&lt;/strong&gt;. But what hurts the most is that because of her facial features, she is only given &lt;strong&gt;comedy roles&lt;/strong&gt; consisting of being &lt;strong&gt;laughed at&lt;/strong&gt; because of her homely looks. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;  She kept on trying to be &lt;strong&gt;positive &lt;/strong&gt;and it was amazing to see this girl holding on and never letting go of her ambitions. The &lt;strong&gt;raw determination&lt;/strong&gt; Kiray showed earned &lt;strong&gt;my respect&lt;/strong&gt; for her. I wish her the best of luck in her future endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goong/Princess Hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is showing in &lt;strong&gt;ABS-CBN&lt;/strong&gt;! Thank God! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; I’ve been waiting for ages just for this Korean drama show. Though I am a bit disappointed that the &lt;strong&gt;Kapamilya&lt;/strong&gt; network got &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, as long as I watch it local television, it’s okay. &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;There are a lot of people asking what made me fall for you, I just smiled. You know why? Well, why would I tell them? They might just fall for you the way I did. Selfish na kung selfish, akin ka lang.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116505559567281256?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116505559567281256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116505559567281256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116505559567281256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116505559567281256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/divisoria-shopping-glore.html' title='Divisoria: Shopping Glore'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116497180817976235</id><published>2006-12-01T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T03:16:48.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout Cuteness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG! A &lt;strong&gt;new layout&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; Haha. Well, another &lt;strong&gt;rushed&lt;/strong&gt; one. I was cramming because I was thinking that I should hurry doing the layout because another &lt;strong&gt;brownout&lt;/strong&gt; might ruin the whole thing again. This is supposed to be a &lt;strong&gt;winter-y background&lt;/strong&gt; but it became kinda a &lt;strong&gt;feministic goth&lt;/strong&gt; because I am in love with &lt;strong&gt;Lolita &lt;/strong&gt;fashion nowadays. Heh. The image wasn’t supposed to be from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess Ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but because I don’t know what image from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rozen Maiden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to use so I just experimented with the image from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess Ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and TADA! Instant layout! &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! It’s amazing how I miss &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt;. Not really the school actually. I miss my&lt;strong&gt; friends&lt;/strong&gt;. When I was still in elementary, I’ll just sarcastically scoff when people tell me that the &lt;strong&gt;best years of your life&lt;/strong&gt; are when you are in highschool. &lt;img alt=":blank:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt; Now that I have experienced it firsthand, I can really testify that what all those people said are true. How time flies so fast! Now, I’ve got to decide what occupation I would take because next year would be my &lt;strong&gt;last year&lt;/strong&gt; in Highschool. I’m not ready to enter the &lt;strong&gt;College world&lt;/strong&gt; yet! &lt;img alt=":no:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/no.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the &lt;strong&gt;perfect gift&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Ma’am Javaluyas&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Teacher’s Day&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; Wow! I am sure she will love it. What is my gift? &lt;strong&gt;Hi&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;mi&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;tsu&lt;/strong&gt;. Hehe. Himitsu means secret. All I can say is that she’ll learn more about housekeeping and that is very handy, especially for a Mother like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to a small barangay in &lt;strong&gt;Albay&lt;/strong&gt; is a very sad one. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt; More than a hundred people were covered with &lt;strong&gt;lahar&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Mount Mayon&lt;/strong&gt; had finally &lt;strong&gt;erupted&lt;/strong&gt; and it unleashed its fury among the unsuspecting citizens. Why did they not &lt;strong&gt;evacuate &lt;/strong&gt;immediately though? It is easy to feel sorry for them, but it is also easy to blame them for not leaving the place when they were given the chance. And oh, I do not know. I fear that all these disasters would take away even more lives. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt; Isn’t it funny how &lt;strong&gt;technology&lt;/strong&gt; stands only a &lt;strong&gt;little chance&lt;/strong&gt; when faced with &lt;strong&gt;Mother Nature&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Tatlong bagay lang ang mayroon ako, masaya na ko. Una, buhay ko. Ikalawa, pamilya ko. Ikatlo, pera. Uy, tampo na siya. Nakalimutan mo na ba? Ikaw yung una.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116497180817976235?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116497180817976235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116497180817976235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116497180817976235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116497180817976235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/12/layout-cuteness.html' title='Layout Cuteness.'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116489183230303528</id><published>2006-11-30T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:03:52.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolita Attacks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Help me! I’m stuck in the &lt;strong&gt;Gothic and Sweet Lolita&lt;/strong&gt; Fashion! &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; Grr… I drool when I see those cute Japanese clothes! If only I have the money! Most importantly, if only I live in Japan! &lt;img alt=":stubborn:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/stubborn.gif" border="0" /&gt;Here in the &lt;strong&gt;Philippines&lt;/strong&gt;, dressing up as a &lt;strong&gt;Lolita &lt;/strong&gt;is strangely unusual and if there are people who do that, it will only happen in &lt;strong&gt;cosplay or anime-related events&lt;/strong&gt;. Such a shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7880/2388/320/506015/8C7003_001.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah!!! Look at her! I want to dress exactly like her! &lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt; is in! Fashionable and cute! Glamorous without being over the top! She looks &lt;strong&gt;gothic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;not scary&lt;/strong&gt;, just the right amount of &lt;strong&gt;coolness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7880/2388/320/490719/big004.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinkness desu! This girl is a good example of &lt;strong&gt;Sweet Lolita&lt;/strong&gt;. As you can see, she’s covered up in &lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;. A Sweet Lolita’s style is to pull of a &lt;strong&gt;childish look&lt;/strong&gt; with a hint of &lt;strong&gt;sophistication&lt;/strong&gt;. She reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;Hello kitty&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;typhoon&lt;/strong&gt; is coming again. Oh joy. &lt;img alt=":rolleye:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/rolleye.gif" border="0" /&gt; Well, I guess it is better this way because it would help prevent an&lt;strong&gt; El Niño&lt;/strong&gt; from happening in the next summer. What this typhoon is actually useful for is that it made our three-day mini-vacation into four days! Bliss! &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt; Ah, I can catch up on my beauty sleep and more importantly, think of my Lolita look for my next cosplay event! (Yes, I am obsessed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of obsession, I am currently hearting &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death Note&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh. &lt;img alt=":inlove:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/inlove.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Today’s such a joyous celebration. It’s my &lt;strong&gt;100th post&lt;/strong&gt; here in Blogger! Hurrah for me! Hehe! &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Nakakatuwang isipin na mahal kita. Ang sakit tanggapin na mahal mo siya. Ang sarap pakinggan nung sinabi mong, "Nandito lang ako sa tabi mo." Kaso lang kayakap mo siya. Hay buhay! Ang hirap maging tanga!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116489183230303528?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116489183230303528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116489183230303528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116489183230303528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116489183230303528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/lolita-attacks.html' title='Lolita Attacks!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116471171378204998</id><published>2006-11-28T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:01:53.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cracking'!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hail &lt;strong&gt;Xiaolin Showdown&lt;/strong&gt;! Man, that show is great! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; I have recently watched the new episodes just a while ago and I was laughing like an idiot while eating my &lt;strong&gt;Happy Meal&lt;/strong&gt;. That cartoon show is &lt;strong&gt;cracked&lt;/strong&gt;! Not as cracked as &lt;strong&gt;Yakitate&lt;/strong&gt; yet still full of humor and comical moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the shows I like, I’m getting myself drawn to the anime &lt;strong&gt;BLEACH&lt;/strong&gt;. Wah! I have known about this title since last year but since I was still stuck in the &lt;strong&gt;Naruto Fever&lt;/strong&gt; (last year was the &lt;em&gt;Year of Naruto&lt;/em&gt; for Pinoys), I just shrugged it off. But now, I’m hooked! I watch the show every &lt;strong&gt;Saturday in cable&lt;/strong&gt; even though I don’t have any idea on what they’re saying (it’s &lt;strong&gt;not dubbed&lt;/strong&gt; and I don’t speak Japanese). &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; My favorite characters are &lt;strong&gt;Kuchiki Rukia&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Hitsugaya Toshirou&lt;/strong&gt;. The pairing I am shipping right now is &lt;strong&gt;Hitsugaya/Hinamori&lt;/strong&gt;! How cute! &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; (Hai, Aizen-taichou!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaaaan! &lt;strong&gt;Math subjects&lt;/strong&gt; are a&lt;strong&gt; torture&lt;/strong&gt; for me. First Geometry and now, Trigo? What have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share this piece which is found in our &lt;strong&gt;Values&lt;/strong&gt; Book:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know More About The Guys’ Style…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that the guy wants to meet you if he…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- offers you a ride&lt;br /&gt;- calls you religiously (long phone conversations)&lt;br /&gt;- always texts you&lt;br /&gt;- invites you to dinners, concerts, movies, parties, etc&lt;br /&gt;- lends you his cell phone&lt;br /&gt;- gets angry when seeing you with another guy&lt;br /&gt;- picks you up or drops you off at your place&lt;br /&gt;- always treats you out&lt;br /&gt;- tells you he misses you and always compliments you&lt;br /&gt;- ask for your number or place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? What do you think? Are all those things signs of “&lt;strong&gt;Pasimpleng ligaw&lt;/strong&gt;” already? &lt;img alt=":confused:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt; Hmm… Honestly, I have no idea since 1.) I haven’t experienced any of the things listed and 2.) I am not a guy so I can’t agree or disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Who cares? &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Minsan naisip ko, pano nga ba tayo naging close? Kailan nga ba yun nagsimula? Hmm. Nang maaalala ko na, bigla akong natigilan. Ngayung wala ka na, mahalaga pa rin ba kung kailan at pano?&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116471171378204998?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116471171378204998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116471171378204998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116471171378204998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116471171378204998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/cracking.html' title='Cracking&apos;!!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116446044426811571</id><published>2006-11-25T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T05:14:04.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Happy Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whew! I just went to &lt;strong&gt;SM Sucat&lt;/strong&gt;. Then spent a mind-boggling &lt;strong&gt;thousand bucks&lt;/strong&gt; on items that include &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Godiva Lip Gloss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnson’s Baby Powder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby Lotion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, as well as other stuff that aren’t really that necessary. &lt;img alt=":blank:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt; I’m not really that conscious about my looks but a girl has to, er- what’s the word?- look decent- I guess. Hmm. It must be &lt;strong&gt;Kat’s influence.&lt;/strong&gt; My shameless spending on all those products is the fault of&lt;strong&gt; Henry Sy &lt;/strong&gt;for building a mall that has EVERYTHING a girl could ever wish for. I can’t help but ogle at all those pretty clothes and appealing books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I loved the most is that I got this super pretty &lt;strong&gt;bracelet&lt;/strong&gt;! I did not buy it, a friend gave it to me. Haha! &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like looking &lt;strong&gt;fat&lt;/strong&gt;. Is that a random out-of-the-blue statement? &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt; No, really. Sometimes I’ll get really surprised when I look in the mirror and find out that I’ve become skinnier (not &lt;strong&gt;Heidi Klum&lt;/strong&gt;-skinny mind you!). Actually, I favor wearing &lt;strong&gt;oversized T-shirts&lt;/strong&gt; and then match it up with&lt;strong&gt; leggings&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;skinny jeans&lt;/strong&gt; nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Pearl!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Aww, I’m the only one who didn’t attend her&lt;strong&gt; party&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Taguig&lt;/strong&gt;. But what can I say? My grandparents &lt;strong&gt;did not approve&lt;/strong&gt; it and I’m certainly not too excited with the idea of coming home late. Who knows what might happen to me &lt;strong&gt;after dark&lt;/strong&gt;? You’ve heard about all those stories of horrible people kidnapping innocent girls and making them hostages. Or even worse, sinful beings who rape and then kill their victims. &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; All of it is all true. I may sound &lt;strong&gt;paranoid &lt;/strong&gt;but it’s better to be cautious than to be sorry at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, what’s happening to me? Pull yourself together, Sarah! This confusing period would pass by! &lt;img alt=":confused:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt; Up until then… Well… Good luck to me na lang! I hope walang makahalata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;May mga bagay na ginagawa ng isang tao kasi akala niya tama, akala niya hindi makakasama, akala niya hindi makakaapekto sa taong mahal niya. Pero bakit ganon? Sa huli siya pa rin ang masasaktan?&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116446044426811571?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116446044426811571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116446044426811571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116446044426811571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116446044426811571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun-happy-trip.html' title='Fun Happy Trip'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116436542178830270</id><published>2006-11-24T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:50:21.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapi, Hapi Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m so &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; today! Basta! Ewan ko ba at di ko mapaliwanag kung anong nararamdaman ko. Basta hindi na mapipigil ang kasiyahan ko! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olrayt, end of the Tagalog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eveybody else, however, is having a bad day. I don’t know why it happens but when I’m in a &lt;strong&gt;really good mood&lt;/strong&gt;, someone else is &lt;strong&gt;suffering&lt;/strong&gt;. But when I’m &lt;strong&gt;in the lowest of lows&lt;/strong&gt;, people are so shiningly &lt;strong&gt;bright and cheery&lt;/strong&gt;. How come? And when you try to cheer that person up, the person just becomes more depressed. It’s quite confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leuric&lt;/strong&gt; kept on commenting that &lt;strong&gt;I’m blooming&lt;/strong&gt;. Wah? Honestly, other people keep on telling me that and even my mortal enemy grudgingly admitted that. As if! I’m beautiful?! Get real! I’m used to being called &lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;disgusting&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;unattractive, repulsive, fat, etc&lt;/strong&gt; but never ever beautiful! The day I transform from an ugly duckling to a graceful swan would be the day when &lt;strong&gt;pigs would fly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also discussed about the upcoming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teachers’ Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We were hoping to give &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Javaluyas&lt;/strong&gt; something nice but we are undecided on what to give. And on top of all that, we don’t even know where we’ll get the money for our gift. To at least reach a thousand bucks, we have to contribute ten pesos each per day. That’s kinda heavy on the budget. But I guess, I’ll leave it to Pearl and the others to sort these things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Di ko ginusto, nahulog na lang ako sayo. Di ko pinigilan kasi akala ko mahal mo rin ako. Di ko akalain na masasaktan ako ng ganito. Di ko napansin, mukha na pala akong tanga. Pero wala na kong magawa, mahal na kita.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116436542178830270?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116436542178830270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116436542178830270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116436542178830270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116436542178830270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/hapi-hapi-day.html' title='Hapi, Hapi Day!!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116419217794158700</id><published>2006-11-22T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:42:57.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Declaration of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahaha! &lt;strong&gt;Vince Cruz&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sydeco&lt;/strong&gt; have joined forces to &lt;strong&gt;team up and take revenge against me&lt;/strong&gt;. You see, I &lt;strong&gt;edited their pictures&lt;/strong&gt; and finally spread it across the classroom. Aren't I so bad? Oh yes, I'm growing horns. They can't stop me; I can prove to them that I am capable of something more. Something evil. They can try and try to get even with me but I would be always prepared. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; This is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peloponnesian War&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but this time, it has intensified!!! Away away away na 'to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't blogged about my &lt;strong&gt;ill feelings&lt;/strong&gt; concerning what happened yesterday. &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; Ah, my classmates might get to see and read my blog so it would not be too personal anymore. I'll just give you guys a kind of vague description. I am just so frustrated that it's like someone is &lt;strong&gt;nagpaparinig&lt;/strong&gt; ng mga bagay-bagay sa akin while we are &lt;strong&gt;still in the classroom&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean, hello? Isn't it embarassing that everyone hears about those things? For goodness’s sake, why can’t that stupid person keep all his/her thoughts and musing to him/herself? &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my classmates have a &lt;strong&gt;boring life&lt;/strong&gt;. Why? Because they do nothing but &lt;strong&gt;steal &lt;/strong&gt;the stuff of other people and &lt;strong&gt;destroy&lt;/strong&gt; them. Yes, destroy. They &lt;strong&gt;rip pages&lt;/strong&gt; from a book, &lt;strong&gt;doodle &lt;/strong&gt;on them and &lt;strong&gt;hide them&lt;/strong&gt; on the most unlikely places. Those morons. They don’t even have half the brain to actually stop and think how &lt;strong&gt;unbelievably immature&lt;/strong&gt; they were acting and get &lt;strong&gt;guilty&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt; What they don’t know is a greater and higher being is watching them. Those foolish boys would have to watch out because&lt;strong&gt; karma&lt;/strong&gt; would bite them back tenfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I’m so happy that December would mark the start of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goong/Princess Hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the anticipated return of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naruto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Oh yayness! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Sana kahit isang araw mamiss mo ako nang sobra. Yung tipong kahit na hanapin mo ako eh hindi mo ako makita. Alam mo kung bakit? Gusto ko lang maramdaman mo kung gaano kahirap pag ikaw ang namimiss ko.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116419217794158700?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116419217794158700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116419217794158700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116419217794158700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116419217794158700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/declaration-of-war.html' title='The Declaration of War'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116410707712799783</id><published>2006-11-21T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T03:04:37.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Automatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Utada Hikaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Automatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanakaime no beru de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Juwaki wo totta kimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Namae wo iwanakutemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Koe de sugu wakatte kureru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kuchibiru kara shizen to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kobore ochiru merodii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Demo kotoba o ushinatta shunkan ga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ichiban shiawase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Iya na koto ga atta hi mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimi ni au to zenbu FUtton jau yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimi ni aenai my rainy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Koe o kikeba jidouteki ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sun will shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soba ni iru dake de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sono me ni mitsumerareru dake de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doki doki tomaranai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I don't know why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No to wa iena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iI just can't help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dakishimerareru to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimi to paradise ni iru mitai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kirakira mabushikute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I don't know why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me o tsuburu to sugu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aimai na taido ga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mada fuan ni saseru kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kon'na ni horeteru koto wa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mou sukoshi himitsu ni shite oku yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yasashisa ga tsurakatta hi mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Itsumo hontou no koto o itte kureta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hitori ja naketai rainy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yubiwa o sawareba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hora ne sun will shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soba ni iru dake de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Karadajuu ga atsuku natte kuru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;harahara kakusenai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I don't know why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Iki sae dekinai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;akusesu shite miru to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Utsuru computer screen no naka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chikachika shiteru moji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I don't know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;)Te o atete miru to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soba ni iru dake de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Itoshii nante omowanai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tada hitsuyou na dake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I don't know why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabishii kara ja nai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dakishimerareru to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimi to paradise ni iru mitai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kirakira mabushikute(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wo wo yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's automatic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay! I don’t know why but I’m &lt;strong&gt;losing my grip&lt;/strong&gt;. I don’t know what the heck are we talking about in &lt;strong&gt;Geometry&lt;/strong&gt; and I’m at a loss when &lt;strong&gt;Trigonometry&lt;/strong&gt; is our subject. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;Damn, I hate it when I’m feeling pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the day when my&lt;strong&gt; masterpiece&lt;/strong&gt; would be viewed by the world. Ahahaha!!! I am so bad. Rawr! &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" align="justify" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Pag iniwan ka ng mahal mo, ok lang na iyakan mo siya at magalit ka. Pero tama na yung minsan lang. Kahit masakit, wag kang iiyak ulit dahil hindi ka dapat manghinayang sa tulad niya na sobrang tanga para iwan ka.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116410707712799783?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116410707712799783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116410707712799783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116410707712799783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116410707712799783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-automatic.html' title='It&apos;s Automatic'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116392244314282405</id><published>2006-11-20T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:46:48.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Pacman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Go &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manny Pacquiao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YAY! I knew in my heart that he would win. I mean, not only are his &lt;strong&gt;movements super fast&lt;/strong&gt; , but his &lt;strong&gt;punches&lt;/strong&gt; also deal a great amount of damage. All of his hard wrk finally paid off. Very nice, Pacman, very nice. Trying to make pasikat by winning the whole fight in just &lt;strong&gt;3 rounds&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; I almost felt sorry for &lt;strong&gt;Morales&lt;/strong&gt; since he looked very pitiful, sitting in one corner of the ring as if asking “Why? Why?!!!” Well, things like that happen anyway. If there’s a victor, there’s also a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah Geronimo&lt;/strong&gt; is not really my most favorite person in the world and I definitely wouldn’t pick her to sing the &lt;strong&gt;Lupang Hinirang&lt;/strong&gt;, our &lt;strong&gt;Philippine National Anthem&lt;/strong&gt;. But what can I say? She surprised me by actually making the song sound wonderful. Eat your heart out, Mexico! And I could see &lt;strong&gt;Chavez &lt;/strong&gt;jumping in joy when Pacman won. No doubt it was because he &lt;strong&gt;won the bet&lt;/strong&gt; and his moolah would ka-ching some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I’m addicted in singing &lt;strong&gt;Christian songs.&lt;/strong&gt; Baduy for some people but very spiritually lifting for me. Ngik, I’m sounding like some kind of religious girlaloo. Wahohoho. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a layout featuring my favorite &lt;strong&gt;Korean actresses&lt;/strong&gt;. But I’m in a dilemma. Who should I choose? &lt;strong&gt;Jeon Ji Hyun&lt;/strong&gt;, the most popular and well-recognized Korean actress and one of the sexiest women in Korea? &lt;strong&gt;Song Hye Gyo&lt;/strong&gt;, the photogenic and super pretty girl who was the star of some of the best Korean dramas I have watched? Or &lt;strong&gt;Lee Da Hae&lt;/strong&gt;, the cute, bubbly and talented performer who made me envious of her beauty and unexplainable charisma in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;img alt=":confused:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Paano kaya kung may taong sisira ng friendship natin? Ano kaya ang gagawin ko? Iiyak, magagalit, magwawala o matutuwa? Siguro matutuwa kasi mukha siyang tanga! Hindi niya naman yun masisira, diba?&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116392244314282405?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116392244314282405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116392244314282405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116392244314282405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116392244314282405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/go-pacman.html' title='Go Pacman!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116384486142412953</id><published>2006-11-18T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:23:35.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Cosplay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waaagh!!! Bakit? What have I done wrong? Why must I be tortured like this? I want to go to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hataw! Hero Anime Convention or&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Toei Anime Convention&lt;/strong&gt; but I can’t! Is fate or destiny or whatchamkolit really against me on this one? I just don’t get it.&lt;img alt=":confused:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt; I have been planning this for my entire lifetime. I want to meet other cosplayers! I want to join the &lt;strong&gt;dubbing contest&lt;/strong&gt;! Most importantly, I want to go and &lt;strong&gt;cosplay&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":stubborn:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/stubborn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ate Alodia&lt;/strong&gt;, when would I get the chance to cosplay a character as perfectly as you do? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have nothing to blog about (my life is really, really boring!), I just decided to go and post another Korean superstar, &lt;strong&gt;Jeon Ji Hyun&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/jjh9.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeon Ji Hyun&lt;/strong&gt;, born on &lt;strong&gt;October 30, 1881&lt;/strong&gt; (Yahoo! Another &lt;strong&gt;Scorpio&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; ), is the pretty face that made the movies &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Sassy Girl, Windstruck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il Mare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a big hit not only in Korea but also in other countries as well. She is nicknamed &lt;strong&gt;“Food Girl”&lt;/strong&gt; (because she likes to eat a lot of food- just like me!) and &lt;strong&gt;“Queen Ji-Hyun”&lt;/strong&gt; (since she is the &lt;strong&gt;Queen of Commercials in Korea&lt;/strong&gt;). She is not only adorably cute, but she also has a great acting ability to be proud of. Try to watch her crying scenes and you would know what I mean. JJH is really one of my all-time favorite Korean actresses! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how silly of me to almost forget! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Congratulations CJ!&lt;/span&gt; She won &lt;strong&gt;1st Runner Up&lt;/strong&gt; in this big singing competition in Valenzuela. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Kung tutuusin, magkasama sana tayo ngayon. Sabi nga nila lahat ng bagay pwede pero hindi lahat ng pwede dapat. Ang galing, no? Parang tayong dalawa. Pwede pero hindi dapat.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116384486142412953?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116384486142412953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116384486142412953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116384486142412953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116384486142412953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanna-cosplay.html' title='I Wanna Cosplay!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116381268212105017</id><published>2006-11-16T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:28:47.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sSomeone had ruined all my plans. I’ll never forget this! Ooh, I shall make that “&lt;strong&gt;maligno&lt;/strong&gt;” pay dearly. The next thing he knows, he would become &lt;strong&gt;minced meat&lt;/strong&gt;! Mwahahaha! That would suit him perfectly fine! Mwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let’s not talk about that creep. It just &lt;strong&gt;angers me&lt;/strong&gt; even more. &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving Mass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went by okay. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;At first, we were all nervous and as one of the original member of the first &lt;strong&gt;Volunteer Choir™,&lt;/strong&gt; I was pretty bossy and snappy to some other students on what to do. Ah, the effects of the one being in charge. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;But it all flowed smoothly. The priest who preached (um, I didn’t mean to make it kinda rhyme) us even told us that we were great and asked the students to clap for us! Ooh! A standing ovation? Harhar. In my dreams, man. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/shk9.0.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognize her? If you are a sucker for &lt;strong&gt;Korean dramas&lt;/strong&gt; like I am, then I am sure that the name &lt;strong&gt;Song Hye Kyo&lt;/strong&gt; is familiar to you. Also spelled as Song Hye Gyo, SHK is one of the premier actresses in South Korea. She has starred in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Endless Love: Autumn in My Heart, Hotelier, All In&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Full House&lt;/strong&gt; (which I loved very, very much). And I just found out that she has the same birthday as my &lt;strong&gt;Yael&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;November 22&lt;/strong&gt; (her birth date in her birth certificate stated &lt;strong&gt;February something&lt;/strong&gt; because her parents had to wait before registering her because she was a very unhealthy baby at first). She’s so kawaii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go. I should now make &lt;strong&gt;Katrina’s layout&lt;/strong&gt; as promised. Wah, sorry po talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Ilang beses ko pa bang sasabihin sayo na kahit anong gawin mo, di ka mamahalin niyan? Dahil meron na siyang mahal na iba. Iiyakan mo lang siya at masasaktan ka lang. Bakit ko alam? Syempre. Minahal kita, eh.&lt;strong&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&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/29833232-116381268212105017?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116381268212105017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116381268212105017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116381268212105017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116381268212105017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/effect.html' title='The Effect'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116359017296422811</id><published>2006-11-15T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T03:29:32.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tired&lt;/strong&gt;, so tired. &lt;strong&gt;Busy&lt;/strong&gt;, yes, I’ve been very busy. An &lt;strong&gt;update&lt;/strong&gt;? There’s an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened. Yah, we got to practice for the &lt;strong&gt;Choir&lt;/strong&gt; since the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanksgiving Mass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is tomorrow even though &lt;strong&gt;Inner Sarah&lt;/strong&gt; is thinking violently, “What the hell?! What should we be thankful for in this school anyway?! Dammit!!!” Haha. Just joking. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why did this have to happen? &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt; Aside from choir, I have a &lt;strong&gt;million other things&lt;/strong&gt; to do and finish. Almost all of our subjects have homeworks/assignment waiting to be passed &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; and all the pressure is killing me! Kumusta naman yon? &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trouble&lt;/strong&gt; is brewing in our class again. Uh-oh. &lt;img alt=":scared:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/scared.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Godliness&lt;/strong&gt; sure has a lot of drama. Let’s just say that a friend had spilled to me all of his/her feelings and how disappointing it is that nothing good ever comes out of our section. There were a lot of &lt;strong&gt;violent reactions&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hurtful, negative comments&lt;/strong&gt; on both sides. People, the problem is all about politics. Whew. Glad I’m not part of that. &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; But still, mas gusto ko kapag walang nagaaway. &lt;strong&gt;Peace man&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are always gonna be my love itsu ka dare ka to mata koi ni ochite mo i'll remember to love you taught me how you are always gonna be the one ima wa mada kanashii love song atarashii uta utaeru made&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t Utada Hikaru’s song First Love cute? &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; Bwahaha… Here’s the english translation of the 1st chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are always gonna be my love even if i fall in love with someone once again i'll remember to hold on you taught me how you are always gonna be the one it's still a sad song until i can sing a new song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;It feels sad when we want to express our feelings to the person we love but holding back because they have chosen another. Then when they get hurt, we can only whisper, “Tanga ka kasi, eh. Di pa ako ang minahal mo.”&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116359017296422811?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116359017296422811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116359017296422811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116359017296422811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116359017296422811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-first-love.html' title='My First Love'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116342252595121002</id><published>2006-11-13T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T04:55:25.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir Chore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry for the late update. You see, I gave my new burned CD a spin and I talked with Ernest on the phone for a very long time and even watched&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Pokemon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Haha. Yah, those things are more important than my English assignments. *stares at her unfinished homework* &lt;img alt=":whatever:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/whatever.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this day is pretty interesting. There would be another &lt;strong&gt;mass this coming Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; and of course, a &lt;strong&gt;choir&lt;/strong&gt; would be needed. Hello?! Syempre, kami nanaman ang volunteer.&lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Godliness &lt;/strong&gt;kasi diba? But we still need some other members. We’re thinking of bullying some first and second years to join, especially &lt;strong&gt;Mr. A-Toy-A-Leaf&lt;/strong&gt; because he has a good voice. Besides, in his old school, it was required for him to know at least some Christian songs. And also, if we commit a mistake, no one would notice because the pipolz are all staring at his awesomeness. Rawr! &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if there’s a choir, there should also be a practice. So we started picking out the songs we would sing and had a brief discussion on what we would do. Pinasadahan na rin namin yung ibang mga songs and then tapos. Being the &lt;strong&gt;Puerto Galera&lt;/strong&gt; that I am, pumunta pa akong &lt;strong&gt;SM &lt;/strong&gt;para lamang bumili ng &lt;strong&gt;Christian song book&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Jen&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kat&lt;/strong&gt; were there because Kat was supposed to buy a &lt;strong&gt;Sun sim&lt;/strong&gt;. Tsk, tsk. Lucky her. After that, we scoured &lt;strong&gt;Watsons&lt;/strong&gt; and had fun picking on the sky-high products being sold. Actually, I wanted to go &lt;strong&gt;window-shopping&lt;/strong&gt; because I am a beggar and drooling over the sight of the latest dresses and blahblah is all I can do. Huhu. Pero wish kong simple, di man lang pinagbigyan. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah! My &lt;strong&gt;blood boiled&lt;/strong&gt; at that &lt;strong&gt;lady&lt;/strong&gt; who we saw in National Bookstore. It reached the boiling point na! &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt; Kasi, ganito yun, we were talking with each other and when we got kinda makulit and started to laugh, she shot us an &lt;strong&gt;icy look&lt;/strong&gt; and told us in a &lt;strong&gt;harsh manner&lt;/strong&gt; that we should keep our voices down. So ayun. Tumahimik na lang kami. But actually, parang gusto kong makipagdebate at ireply na, “Bakit po? Hindi naman po library ang bookstore ha? Tsaka di naman po kami ganun kaingay. Di naman po kami sumisigaw. Mas behaved pa nga po kami kumpara po sa mga totoong maiingay na talagang nagsisigawan. Tsaka po diba wala namang rule sa SM na bawal magtawanan?” Basta ganun. We just got irritated. &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; If the &lt;strong&gt;cashiers &lt;/strong&gt;who knows the rules and regulations of SM were not scolding us, e siya pa kaya may karapatan?! Mabuti sana kung siya si &lt;strong&gt;Henry Sy&lt;/strong&gt;. Mas mahaba pa nga ang speech ko but because she was older than me, I just let it pass and kept my mouth shut. Baka naman kasi may &lt;strong&gt;menopause&lt;/strong&gt; yun kaya ganun. &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Heller?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Alam mo ba, may pagka-pareho kami. Mahal ka niya, ako rin. Ikaw lahat para sa kanya, sa akin din. Kaso hanggang dun na lang yun kasi hindi na kami pareho. Mahal mo siya, ako hindi.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116342252595121002?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116342252595121002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116342252595121002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116342252595121002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116342252595121002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/choir-chore.html' title='Choir Chore'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116331626662048539</id><published>2006-11-12T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:24:26.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anti-Chemistry Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palabok&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmm, when was the last time I ate this food anyway? Well, I guess that doesn’t matter since I am eating one now! YAY! But because matakaw ako, I asked my grandma who is oh-so-conveniently going to &lt;strong&gt;SM&lt;/strong&gt; to buy me some &lt;strong&gt;sushi&lt;/strong&gt;. Heehee. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I’m printing my &lt;strong&gt;report&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Chem&lt;/strong&gt;. Yah, such a hassle I know. &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Biology&lt;/strong&gt; was one of my favorite subjects last year. But Chemistry? God forbid! It’s all about all those silly &lt;strong&gt;applications &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;calculations &lt;/strong&gt;and stuff. How the hell did I manage to pass this subject anyway? And I’m only like, “Hello? Will knowing all of this help us attain world peace? Would it unify all the countries to become one nation? Will it stop global warming?” My dears, if ever you study Chemistry, I am warning you… It shall eat you alive! Run now while you still have the time!!! &lt;img alt=":scared:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/scared.gif" border="0" /&gt; (Um, yeah. Never mind me. I’m just bitter. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes we don't expect the things that happen to us. We don't ask for them but they come and sometimes they hurt us. Just stay strong. Kaya nga ako nandito, eh. Para sayo, diba?&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116331626662048539?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116331626662048539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116331626662048539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116331626662048539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116331626662048539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/anti-chemistry-post.html' title='The Anti-Chemistry Post'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116324334229940481</id><published>2006-11-11T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:09:02.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still the 5th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Congratulations to me! YAY! I’m still in the &lt;strong&gt;Top Ten&lt;/strong&gt; in our classroom and the overall rankings. &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Hmm… My score’s not too shabby I guess. I did not want to see my card and up until now, I still have no idea what my grades are. All I can say is that I’m confident that my grades in &lt;strong&gt;Chemistry &lt;/strong&gt;and Trigonometry are higher than last grading. Oh yeah. Hurray for me! (And to my other classmates who made it in the &lt;strong&gt;Achievers&lt;/strong&gt; list, congratz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Belated birthday Arwyn!&lt;/span&gt; Binata ka na! LOL! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;Valenzuela &lt;/strong&gt;to visit my cousins because it was Arwyn’s birthday. It was fun! I also got to see my cutey-pie of a cousin, &lt;strong&gt;Jedwyn&lt;/strong&gt;, walking around and clapping his hands and pointing at things and smiling like there’s no tomorrow. &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt; How adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I seriously have a problem with &lt;strong&gt;Baclaran&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;shoes&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":annoyed:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/annoyed.gif" border="0" /&gt; Know why? The first incident that happened involving those terrible two was when I &lt;strong&gt;sprained my ankle wearing high heels&lt;/strong&gt; while with &lt;strong&gt;Kat&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Baclaran&lt;/strong&gt;. The second happened just today, while I was descending down the stairs of LRT. I &lt;strong&gt;slipped and then fell&lt;/strong&gt;! And to add salt to the wound, while I was standing up, I fell for the second time! &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; I was so embarrassed especially when the girls at the back were &lt;strong&gt;giggling &lt;/strong&gt;at my clumsiness. So what to do? I just weakly laughed and said, “Things happen.” Wah! Good thing I wasn’t &lt;strong&gt;wearing a skirt&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img alt=":scared:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/scared.gif" border="0" /&gt; Now THAT would be embarrassing. &lt;img alt=":wink:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I recently got a new ‘do! Yippie! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt; Actually, I wanted to have the &lt;em&gt;“Jolina”&lt;/em&gt; hairstyle. I saw &lt;strong&gt;Jolina&lt;/strong&gt; on TV and just kept thinking to myself how fun and sassy her new hairstyle is. But I did not want my tresses to be &lt;strong&gt;too short&lt;/strong&gt;. Long hair I like, short hair I don’t. I’m impatient and want my hair to grow longer as soon as possible. Oh, and the gay stylist told me that I should use &lt;strong&gt;Cream Silk&lt;/strong&gt; for my hair. Yung &lt;strong&gt;fenk&lt;/strong&gt; (pink) daw. Haha! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ensei-Ken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning-fast attacks, complex footwork, and dynamic&lt;br /&gt;aerial assaults are all hallmarks of the beautiful yet deadly style of&lt;br /&gt;ensei-ken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensei-ken (called mizongquan in its native China) is a&lt;br /&gt;form of wushu derived from the style of the shaolin. According to legend, this&lt;br /&gt;style was created by Yan Qing, a hero from the classical Chinese novel "Outlaws&lt;br /&gt;of the Marsh." Mizongquan is a main school of wushu in northern China, and&lt;br /&gt;features both unarmed and weapon-based forms.&lt;br /&gt;The name mizongquan means lost&lt;br /&gt;track boxing; an apt name considering the unpredictability of the art. Using&lt;br /&gt;unusual combination attacks and direction shifts, a mizongquan practitioner can&lt;br /&gt;attack from all angles and stymie even the most stalwart defense. Speed is the&lt;br /&gt;key, with agile movements and tricky footwork adding to the unpredictability of&lt;br /&gt;the art. Mizongquan is especially deadly when it takes to the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This style focuses on internal energy, and strength and&lt;br /&gt;coordination of the legs, torso, and eyes are essential. This style has also&lt;br /&gt;been adapted to various forms of weapon-based combat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! I want to learn Ensei-Ken! NOW!!! &lt;img alt=":stubborn:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/stubborn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Pag nasaktan ka dahil sa kanya, wag kang tumakbo sakin! Ano ko? Finish line? Wag mo kong iyakan! Bakit? Mukha ba akong tissue? Tumawag ka na lang ng pulis! Bakit? Kasi for sure mapapatay ko yun!&lt;strong&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&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/29833232-116324334229940481?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116324334229940481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116324334229940481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116324334229940481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116324334229940481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/still-5th.html' title='Still the 5th'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116298408167757385</id><published>2006-11-08T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T03:08:01.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Wanna Be Close To You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close To You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whigfield&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody pays Much attention &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They misuse their time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it’s better to mention &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moments passing by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A secret to tell &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got something &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't have &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And baby it's you that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is lifting me high &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna be close to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos I understand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The strength of your hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh and love that you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put me through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're more than a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So love me again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby you're full of affection &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People stop and smile &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe they see my intention &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make life worthwhile &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A secret to tell &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now there's nothing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding back '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos baby it's you that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is making me fly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna be close to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos I understand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The strength of your hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh and love that you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put me through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're more than a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So love me again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna be close to you '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos I understand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The strength of your hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh and love that you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put me through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're more than a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A secret to tell &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now there's nothing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos baby it's you that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is making me fly&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah, I remember my First Year days. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; This was the song the “Cured Dancers” from the Rehab we visited danced to. We were supposed to find a song for our modern dance in PEHM and when I suggested this out of the blue, Ernest and the others are like, “Oh! Okay, okay! That’s a nice song! Sige, yun na lang.” Harhar. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah, and sorry if I'm too lazy to post what happened today. Aw, and I have to reasearch for my report in Chemistry. Sometimes life just sucks. &lt;img alt=":rolleye:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/rolleye.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi nila dapat raw masaya ako. Ano pa daw ba ang kulang? Bakit daw ba malungkot ako? Ewan ko ba. Hindi ba nila maintindihan? Hindi ba nila makita? Wala rin namang kwenta ang mga yun dahil wala ka na.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116298408167757385?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116298408167757385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116298408167757385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116298408167757385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116298408167757385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-wanna-be-close-to-you.html' title='Just Wanna Be Close To You...'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116289963990492422</id><published>2006-11-07T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T03:40:39.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pinoy Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m still in that &lt;em&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Oh my gosh&lt;/strong&gt;” &lt;strong&gt;complex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; Oh my gosh, I’m 15 yrs. old already? Oh my gosh, did time really fly that fast? Oh my gosh, would I be in my last year in High School next year? Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! (And nope, I am not calling out to &lt;strong&gt;Gosh &lt;/strong&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;Sponge Cola&lt;/strong&gt;. You guys know I love &lt;strong&gt;Yae&lt;/strong&gt;l more than anything in the world! &lt;img alt=":inlove:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/inlove.gif" border="0" /&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waagh!!! I am so cursing &lt;strong&gt;Trigonometry&lt;/strong&gt; now! I mean, that &lt;strong&gt;surprise test&lt;/strong&gt; was frickin’ hard! Okay, so maybe that’s a little exaggerated but still, I know that my score will be really low since my solutions are all &lt;strong&gt;dead wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh hell yes. That test ticked me off.  &lt;img alt=":mad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Who cares? &lt;img alt=":whatever:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/whatever.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dean&lt;/strong&gt; is my &lt;strong&gt;seatmate &lt;/strong&gt;again! &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; I don’t know if I should be happy or not. Happy since he is a nice person to talk to about nonsense and other stuff and he can be “partner-of-crime” when the situation calls for it or scared because everytime he becomes my seatmate, I end up getting hurt one way or the other. I mean, the guy has &lt;strong&gt;sadistic tendencies&lt;/strong&gt; for crying out loud! &lt;img alt=":scared:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/scared.gif" border="0" /&gt; During my first year, he would poke me with a ballpen if I won’t let him copy my assignments! Youch! He did a lot of misdeeds during my second year too. In fact, there was &lt;strong&gt;no &lt;/strong&gt;High School year wherein the two of us were paired together… Hmm… How strange. &lt;img alt=":confused:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais ko gamitin ang pagkakataong ito para iulat sa inyong mga mambabasa ang &lt;strong&gt;aking pagkaaliw&lt;/strong&gt; sa pagsasaliksik at pagtatala ng mga &lt;strong&gt;idiyomang tagalog&lt;/strong&gt; para sa aming takdang-aralin sa &lt;strong&gt;Filipino&lt;/strong&gt;. Aking naiintindihan kung hindi ninyo lubos na mauunawaan ang aking biglang nabuhay na pagkagiliw sa wikang tagalog. Marami akong mga dahilan. Ang ilan ay &lt;strong&gt;walang kabubuluhan&lt;/strong&gt;, ang iba naman ay talagang &lt;strong&gt;masalimuot &lt;/strong&gt;lamang. Ang akin lang, paminsan-minsan naman ay &lt;strong&gt;huwag nating kaligtaan&lt;/strong&gt; ang paggamit ng wikang sariling atin. NGI! Biglang naging si &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Balagtas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still waiting for that &lt;em&gt;“Belated Happy Birthday!”&lt;/em&gt; greeting but I still haven’t received anything from my supposed-to-be-friend. &lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Magmahal? Oo, nagawa ko na. Magpakatanga? Oo, nasubukan ko na. Umiyak? Oo, ilang beses na. Sumuko? Hindi pa. Bakit ako susuko? Mukha ba akong wanted? Duh.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116289963990492422?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116289963990492422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116289963990492422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116289963990492422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116289963990492422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/pinoy-syndrome.html' title='The Pinoy Syndrome'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116280951367050531</id><published>2006-11-06T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T02:38:33.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat Them Nice, Treat Them Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah c’mon! I’m so happy today! &lt;strong&gt;Hyper mode&lt;/strong&gt;! Chaaaaaa! &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; I feel so damn good after&lt;strong&gt; treating my friends out&lt;/strong&gt; since I was able to share my blessings to them. I was crippled for a month just to save enough money to go to &lt;strong&gt;Jabee &lt;/strong&gt;and treat them out! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also went to &lt;strong&gt;National Book Store&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Mercury Drug Store&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;Kat&lt;/strong&gt;. As usual, I bought the &lt;strong&gt;WITCH&lt;/strong&gt; magazine, a monthly purchase since I am collecting the issues. And then I bought a &lt;strong&gt;facial wash&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;lotion&lt;/strong&gt;. Honestly, I don’t use facial washes! But I guess when I turned 15, I suddenly started to think that “Hey, I should act more mature now. I should be sophisticated.” &lt;img alt=":cute:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/cute.gif" border="0" /&gt; And oh my goshie gosh! I spent &lt;strong&gt;15 minutes&lt;/strong&gt; discussing with Kat what good facial cleanser I should try out for starters. I actually thought of buying that… that… &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olay Facial Foam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! As well as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Ives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt; Nevah! My money wouldn’t allow it! So I just bought something that is cheap but effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I was also playing with the thought of buying a dress from &lt;strong&gt;Bayo&lt;/strong&gt;. I would be then &lt;strong&gt;paying more for a whistle&lt;/strong&gt;. (Ha! Nagagamit rin pala ang napagaralan sa &lt;strong&gt;Literature&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hard to keep up a &lt;strong&gt;happy façade&lt;/strong&gt; when in truth, I feel &lt;strong&gt;a little upset&lt;/strong&gt; because the person I was looking forward to greet me a happy birthday &lt;strong&gt;didn’t even know&lt;/strong&gt; that it was my birthday yesterday. Tsk, tsk. Here I am, thinking na true friend siya…&lt;img alt=":sad:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~! But I still should be glad! I’m still in the&lt;strong&gt; Top 5&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;img alt=":love:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/love.gif" border="0" /&gt;I really thought that I would sink to the bottom part of the Top Ten but what can I say? Miracles do happen! Maybe &lt;strong&gt;once in a blue moon&lt;/strong&gt;? Haha! &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt; But I could sense that &lt;strong&gt;Leuric&lt;/strong&gt;’s very frustrated with the results. He’ll be more competitive during this grading for sure. I better keep my guard up if I want to maintain my position. &lt;img alt=":whatever:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/whatever.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Even if someone else already owns your heart, I don’t give a damn. Though the pain is killing me, I won’t care at all. I won’t steal you from her but rather, I’ll tell her, “Mahalin mo siya para sakin, ha?”&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116280951367050531?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116280951367050531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116280951367050531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116280951367050531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116280951367050531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/treat-them-nice-treat-them-out.html' title='Treat Them Nice, Treat Them Out!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116272523845490165</id><published>2006-11-05T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T03:23:57.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After years of suffering, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SARAH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;has finally decided to overthrow the wretched demon &lt;strong&gt;Satan&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;rule Hell once and for all &lt;/strong&gt;when her 15th birthday came…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so what the legend tells anyway!&lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it’s my &lt;strong&gt;birthday&lt;/strong&gt;! My, my, my! I can’t believe that I am already &lt;strong&gt;15 years old&lt;/strong&gt;. Di ko matanggap na&lt;strong&gt; gurang&lt;/strong&gt; na ako! &lt;img alt=":no:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/no.gif" border="0" /&gt;Wakekekeke!!! Pero in fairness, I can’t help but feel a little anxious because I am now expected to be more responsible because I’m a whole lot older. 3 more years until I turn 18… And then two more before I reach the grand old age of 20… Sigh! Now I’m really starting to feel old! But that’s life I guess. And I should be really thankful for all the blessings &lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;gave me during my 15 years of existence. I’m blessed with a &lt;strong&gt;loving and supportive family&lt;/strong&gt;, as well as &lt;strong&gt;friends who are as real as real can be&lt;/strong&gt;. Saan ka pa? Haha! &lt;img alt=":grin:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; gave me some moolah to spend for tomorrow because I’ll treat my classmates out. Thanks! And my &lt;strong&gt;Mom &lt;/strong&gt;gave me this super adorable wallet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis Vuiton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; design anyone? And to top it all off, I was given the perfume &lt;strong&gt;Euphoria&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calvin Klein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from my &lt;strong&gt;cousins&lt;/strong&gt;. Whoa!!! &lt;img alt=":shocked:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/shock.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; layout. &lt;img alt=":smile:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;It’s pretty &lt;strong&gt;rushed&lt;/strong&gt;, and was only designed because it is my birthday today. I’m getting sick with the pink and green background kasi. Oh well. &lt;img alt=":tongue:" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Ang daling magbitiw ng isang desisyon. Simple lang ang mga salitang, "Ayaw ko na!" Pero ang mahirap ay hindi yung sakit na kapalit kundi yung paninindigan na ayaw mo na siyang mahalin.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116272523845490165?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116272523845490165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116272523845490165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116272523845490165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116272523845490165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-bday-me.html' title='Happy Bday Me!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116261064166830517</id><published>2006-11-04T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:05:04.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Fan to the Max!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone said I’m &lt;strong&gt;blooming &lt;/strong&gt;yesterday. I nearly &lt;strong&gt;gagged &lt;/strong&gt;at the thought. Me? Blooming? No way! Baka iba ang nakita niya at napagkamalang ako…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to my &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid’s house&lt;/strong&gt; pronto! But I can’t, because it’s embarrassing since her cousins would be there. Actually, I want to finish &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tantei Gakuen Q&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then watch other animes because I am a total anime-addict. I participate in all anime discussions in our class. With &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ernest&lt;/strong&gt; and a few others, we are the &lt;strong&gt;unofficial Anime Lovers Club&lt;/strong&gt;, if there is such a thing. Anime Marathon! That’s what I want now! I want to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrono Crusade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now! I want to finish it now! My gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrono Crusade,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my new favorite anime character of the moment is &lt;strong&gt;Rosette Christopher&lt;/strong&gt;. Sure, she’s brash and sometimes stubborn but she’s a very brave girl. She’s silly and often produces a lot of accidental mishaps (such as crashing her car into various objects and buildings as well as the destruction of most buildings). But she’s tough and resolute, her ultimate goal being to reunite with her brother &lt;strong&gt;Joshua&lt;/strong&gt; and to finally kill the demon that took him in the first place, &lt;strong&gt;Aion&lt;/strong&gt;. My, I’m rambling again! Anyway, here’s a pic of her: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/0004p010da.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute noh? I actually wanted to post a pic of her as &lt;strong&gt;The Saint&lt;/strong&gt;. That’s the state wherein she was controlled by &lt;strong&gt;Aion&lt;/strong&gt; and when she was &lt;strong&gt;ghostly pale&lt;/strong&gt; and wearing the &lt;strong&gt;dark robe&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! I’m really &lt;strong&gt;anime-obsessed&lt;/strong&gt;! I am feeling the urge to go and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoycosplay.com/"&gt;cosplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! For those of you who do not know what &lt;strong&gt;cosplay&lt;/strong&gt; is, it is short for costume play and it is when a person dresses up like a character from an anime or series and parade around and stuff. You can see a lot of cosplayers in an &lt;strong&gt;Anime Cosplay Convention&lt;/strong&gt;! My idol is &lt;strong&gt;Ate Alodia Gosiengfiao&lt;/strong&gt;. She’s so famous in the Philippine cosplay world, almost every hardcore Pinoy anime fan know her. Look! She'e even got her own &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alodia_Almira_Gosiengfiao"&gt;WIkipedia&lt;/a&gt; entry! And she’s from &lt;strong&gt;ADMU&lt;/strong&gt;, people. &lt;strong&gt;ADMU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Kung pwede lang kitang hagupitin ng yakap, suntukin ng halik, tadyakan ng paglalambing, murahin ng “I love you”, gagawin ko. Kaso love kita, eh. Ayokong mamatay ka sa pagmamahal ko.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116261064166830517?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116261064166830517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116261064166830517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116261064166830517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116261064166830517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/anime-fan-to-max.html' title='Anime Fan to the Max!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116246598216979376</id><published>2006-11-02T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T03:13:02.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster? Enemyster na Lang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bakit Walang Frienster Account si Sarah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.) Tinatamad siyang gumawa ng friendster account&lt;br /&gt;b.) Masyadong mabagal ang kanyang comp para ma-open ang friendster website&lt;br /&gt;c.) Loner siya at walang mga kaibigan&lt;br /&gt;d.) All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you chose a, b or c… Then congratulations, you are correct! But if you chose &lt;strong&gt;letter d&lt;/strong&gt;, then you are very, very correct! Haha! Wala lang. I just want to put it here because a lot of people keep on asking me why I have no &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/"&gt;Friendste&lt;/a&gt;r account. I just sheepishly reply that instead of Friendster, I participate in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enemyster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, because I have a knack for making a lot of enemies. A lot of people hate me like whoa. Haha. So don’t be surprised that I have no friendster account. I’m just anti-social. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m eating a&lt;strong&gt; Happy Meal&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;McDo&lt;/strong&gt; right now. Yes, I still enjoy Happy Meals as well as &lt;strong&gt;Kiddie Meals.&lt;/strong&gt; I’m such a kid at heart. But I only have the &lt;strong&gt;Burger&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;Fries&lt;/strong&gt; (who cares if I’ll get fat?!!!) so I’m really craving for some &lt;strong&gt;gravy&lt;/strong&gt;! Yeah! Not chicken but the gravy itself. I know, weird right? But I love slurping up the gravy, even if it would make me look like a beggar kid. Kumusta naman yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;Tito Nestor&lt;/strong&gt; just arrived today. Hurrah! Oh, and what’s this? He also gave us a lot of &lt;strong&gt;chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;! Yummy! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mou, &lt;strong&gt;the idea of college life&lt;/strong&gt; is getting me preoccupied right now. I’m a third year highschool student already so by next summer, &lt;strong&gt;I should busy myself studying for the board exams&lt;/strong&gt; to get into a decent university but I don’t even have the slightest faint idea of what I want to be. Yes, a case of life confusion is at hand. Drama is really involved now! My dream school is of course &lt;a href="http://admu.edu.ph/"&gt;Ateneo De Manila University&lt;/a&gt;. But me? Passing ADMU? How laughabale! I don’t have the talent and the money to even enter its gates. Sige, Sarah… Mangarap ka lang ng gising. And &lt;a href="http://up.edu.ph/"&gt;University of the Philippines&lt;/a&gt; is too far away from my mind right now. Lord only knows what an imbecile I am and that to try and take the examination for UP would only make me &lt;strong&gt;shame my school’s name&lt;/strong&gt;. Huhu. Talagang I’m so frustrated with myself. I’m really jealous of my classmates who are already decided with their life. While here I am, tearing my hair out, not even having any clue on what course I should take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Kung kakain ka, dapat marami para mabusog ka. Kung mangangarap ka, dapat marami para may choice ka. Pero kung magmamahal ka, dapat isa lang. Para walang nasasaktan.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116246598216979376?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116246598216979376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116246598216979376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116246598216979376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116246598216979376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/friendster-enemyster-na-lang.html' title='Friendster? Enemyster na Lang!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116244526832320108</id><published>2006-11-01T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:27:48.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Saints Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Olrayt! My first post in the month of &lt;strong&gt;Novembe&lt;/strong&gt;r! Could you believe what a milestone this is for me, you guys? I've been blogging for six months already! Haha! I never knew I could last this far. And I'm nearing my 100th post. And also my birthday! Shucks, time flies so fast. So fast that you barely have the time to say, "Wait ka lang!" I can't believe I'm turning the big one-five already. How mind-boggling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to change my blog’s layout. Wala lang. Trip ko lang. But I keep on having problems. I’m getting irritated na… Jokerz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Happy All Saints Day&lt;/strong&gt;, minna-san! Boohoo! I'm just gonna stray a bit and talk randomly about ghosts. Okay, so maybe it's not so random because &lt;strong&gt;All Saints Day&lt;/strong&gt; is supposed to be about ghosties and all those spooky things right? Anyway, I've watched something in a TV show that says ghosts tend to manifest themselves more when it's nearing &lt;strong&gt;Undas&lt;/strong&gt; since the living (that's us) tend to think more of them and in the process, we get more "reactive." The same thing goes when it's nearing a death anniversary of someone and there's a higher chance that you'll get to see that dead person because you're more aware of the paranormal compared to the other days wherein you think more about other everyday things around you. Haha. But don't take me seriously! I don’t even know what the hell I’m talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Justirisers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Cartoon Network&lt;/strong&gt; just a while ago. Haha, in fairness ngayon ko lang napanood yun. When I did though, I became shocked at the male lead playing Shota Date because he looks so much like &lt;strong&gt;Lee Dong Wook&lt;/strong&gt; AKA &lt;strong&gt;Julian &lt;/strong&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Para silang pinagbiyak na arenola! Wakekekekeke…!!! (Churi, pero wala akong makitang pic nung guy eh. Pero he played &lt;em&gt;Ichigo Kurasaki&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;strong&gt;Rock Musical Special&lt;/strong&gt; ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bleach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He just doesn't look very Julian-ish there) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi nila mahal mo daw ako kaya hinanap kita. Yun pala may hinahanap ka ding iba. Nagalit ka pa! Hay, minsan na nga lang magmahal, pumalpak pa. Sorry, ha? Mahal lang kasi kita.&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116244526832320108?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116244526832320108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116244526832320108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116244526832320108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116244526832320108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-saints-day.html' title='All Saints Day'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116220841336285796</id><published>2006-10-30T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T03:40:13.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakit Pa Kailangan Ang Rosas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GITARA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit pa kailangang magbihis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayang din naman ang porma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lagi lang namang may sisingit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa twing tayo’y magkasama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakit pa kelangan ang rosas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kung marami namang nag-aalay sayo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uupo na lang at aawit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maghihintay ng pagkakataon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahayaan na lang silang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magkandarapa na manligaw sayo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idadaan na lang sa gitara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mapapagod lang sa kakatingin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kong marami namang nakaharang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aawit na lang at magpaparinig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ng lahat ng aking nadarama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pagbibigyan na lang silang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magkandarapa na manligaw sayo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idadaan na lang sa gitara&lt;br /&gt;Pagbibigyan na lang silang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magkandarapa na manligaw sayo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooohhh…&lt;br /&gt;Idadaan na lang…&lt;br /&gt;Sa gitara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just can’t get the song out of my head. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But have you seen the &lt;strong&gt;music vid of Gitara&lt;/strong&gt;? Sooo cute! It was influenced by &lt;strong&gt;Meteor Garden&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;Korean craze.&lt;/strong&gt; Chito was wearing a &lt;strong&gt;Team Korea&lt;/strong&gt; T-shirt. I was laughing like a maniac when the guy fought off the thugs and &lt;strong&gt;he accidentally hit&lt;/strong&gt; the blind chinita girl… Her face was priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi mo gusto mo ko. Sabi mo konting panahon na lang magkakasama na tayo. Sabi mo iiwan mo na siya. Sabi mo hintayin kita. Sabi mo mas mahal mo ako. Eh, ngayon asan ka na? Bakit kapiling ka pa rin niya?&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-116220841336285796?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116220841336285796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116220841336285796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116220841336285796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116220841336285796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/bakit-pa-kailangan-ang-rosas.html' title='Bakit Pa Kailangan Ang Rosas?'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116220785841669520</id><published>2006-10-29T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T03:30:58.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takutin sa Sindak si Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/1600/spongecola_008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/spongecola_008.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My labs, &lt;strong&gt;Ysmael Yrastorza Yuzon&lt;/strong&gt;! Someday I shall marry him! We would have twins, a boy named &lt;strong&gt;Yael Jr.&lt;/strong&gt; and a girl I shall call &lt;strong&gt;Ella&lt;/strong&gt;. We would be living the sweet life in a luxurious high-class penthouse. Mwahahaha! (Okay, all this fantasizing stuff is getting kinda scary... I'm getting carried away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang Pinaka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it listed the &lt;strong&gt;Top Ten Scariest Pinoy Movies&lt;/strong&gt;. In fairness ha, I was rooting for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I loved the movie so much but the No. 1 spot eventually went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takutin Mo sa Sindak si Barbara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Or something like that anyway. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feng Shui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was a close second. Haha. I've never actually watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feng Shui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but the part where they showed Lotlot dying was scary but riduculous at the same time. I guess you can call it ridiculously scary. Her death was frightening but the way she died was not. I mean, she died by falling from a window and into several bottles of &lt;strong&gt;Red Horse&lt;/strong&gt;! How lame is that? Haha. But it still is scary. And then there's the original &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake, Rattle and Roll.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Walang sense ang &lt;strong&gt;Refrigerator &lt;/strong&gt;part of the story. The story goes like this: &lt;strong&gt;Chop-chop&lt;/strong&gt; ang drama ng isang guy and his body parts were put &lt;strong&gt;inside a refrigerator&lt;/strong&gt;. Now his ref was sold and blahblah and the guy wanted to have some vengeance. Then there's this scene where a girl is cooling off in front of the ref (remember, wala pang aircon non!) and the &lt;strong&gt;ref eats her up&lt;/strong&gt;! Wah! Was it scary or was it... funny? You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... My birthday is so near, I can feel it in the air. OMG! Randomness! Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Lagi akong nandiyan. Kahit anong mangyari, hindi kita iiwan. Kahit anong sakit, hindi kita tatalikuran. Teka. Pwera na lang kung di na ko humihinga! Pero di pa rin, eh. Babantayan pa rin kita. Yun nga lang hindi mo na makikita.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116220785841669520?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116220785841669520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116220785841669520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116220785841669520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116220785841669520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/takutin-sa-sindak-si-sarah.html' title='Takutin sa Sindak si Sarah'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116201476323528617</id><published>2006-10-27T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:52:43.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class G!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oohlala! The &lt;strong&gt;Intramurals&lt;/strong&gt; is over! Should I be happy? Haha. Come Monday, we'll be back to regular classes. Such a shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud of what I did in the&lt;strong&gt; Cheering&lt;/strong&gt;. Panira ako! Di ko alam kung saan ako pupunta, anong gagawin ko at iba pang drama! Shucks! I'm such a fool! Talagang di ko alam! Tapos &lt;strong&gt;sinabotage &lt;/strong&gt;pa kami ni &lt;strong&gt;Julius&lt;/strong&gt;! Yung nakakainis na pinsan ni Mommy Astrid! Bwah! We told him to &lt;strong&gt;PAUSE &lt;/strong&gt;the music but instead, he&lt;strong&gt; STOPPED&lt;/strong&gt; it. What a weirdo. Up until now, we're thinking of ways on how to do him bodily harm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Javaluyas' feisty son, &lt;strong&gt;JM&lt;/strong&gt;, is such an angel. Not! He's a naughty, naughty, naughty kid who keeps on punching the hell out of &lt;strong&gt;Ernest, Cruz, Paz, Laison, Soguilon, Luzon&lt;/strong&gt; and on some occassions, my &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid&lt;/strong&gt; na rin. He's got restless energy but &lt;strong&gt;Francis&lt;/strong&gt; (who is like a little kid himself) was the only one who managed to tire JM out. They were playing a &lt;strong&gt;Habulan-type of game&lt;/strong&gt; and JM was supposed to catch Francis. Too bad for him since Francis moves as fast as the wind. When JM began to get tired, I stood up and told him,"JM! Pagod ka na ba? Halika na, hinahanap ka na ng Mommy mo!" He agreed and I was inwardly cackling madly because I managed to be the only one to bring him back to his mother. Mwahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I liked the best was when I went to Mommy Astrid's house. At that time, I didn't want to go to SM because, yeah, going to the mall is getting old and boring. Yawn. So I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tantei Gakuen Q&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and pretty soon, even &lt;strong&gt;Ernest &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Dharica&lt;/strong&gt; joined in. We were having a blast solving the mysteries and we keep on guessing correctly on who the murderer is. Hell yeah. We especially loved "&lt;strong&gt;The Island&lt;/strong&gt;" part of the series. Nakakasuspense and excite and Dharica kept on screaming! Haha! We're gonna go to Mommy Astrid's house again on &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; but I'm really hoping that something would happen so a certain person won't come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Kaya kitang mahalin sa paraang gusto mo. Kaya kitang patawarin kahit na mawala ang pride ko. Kaya rin kitang tanggapin ulit kahit minsan mo na akong niloko. Pero sana tandaan mong kinakaya ko lang ang lahat ng iyon dahil sa pagmamahal ko sayo.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116201476323528617?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116201476323528617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116201476323528617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116201476323528617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116201476323528617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/class-g.html' title='Class G!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116185864064528235</id><published>2006-10-26T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:30:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrams 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hiya! You know what my lil sis is watching right now? &lt;strong&gt;Barney&lt;/strong&gt;! Waaah!!! I so hate Barney! I've been traumatized by that oversized, purple dinosaur ever since I was a little tyke. And that Barney song keeps on drilling my head! Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about that. I'm not here to talk about my hatred for Barney. It's our &lt;strong&gt;Intramurals&lt;/strong&gt;, darling! Uh-huh! But somehow, I don't feel the excitement anymore. It's like POOF! and then it's just an ordinary day when it comes down to it. Hmm... Well, we started it with a parade up to &lt;strong&gt;Greenheights&lt;/strong&gt;. Seeing as my foot is still not fully healed (naisprain ko to nung pumunta akong Baclaran remember?), it became quiet hard for me to walk especially in the rocky areas. Pero matibay to no! Hahaha! And then when we went back to the school, the boring ceremony continued on blahblahblah. After that, the &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Physique and Ms. Intrams&lt;/strong&gt; Competition started and I opted to stay in the sidelines because I didn't want to mix with the crowd at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and what a good decision indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to hang out with &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Karisha&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;weirdo-cool boys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; consisting of &lt;strong&gt;Acosta, Sydeco, Fulgencio, Laison, Soguilon&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Paz&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. They were all I needed to cheer up because they were very funny and makwela! Laughter therapy! Kumusta naman yun? Maybe it's because they are boys and boys tend to be easygoing and ridiculously funny. I'm mostly with girls and to tell you the truth, hearing them say sensitive dramatic things that involve mostly their love lives is getting tiring. Laughing over some silly matter is kind of fresh for me. Thanks for the good time, boys. Mwahahaha...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I didn't watch the match of the &lt;strong&gt;Volleyball Boys&lt;/strong&gt;. Guiltyness. Huhu. The girls lost earlier this morning but I guess that's already a given since most of the players of &lt;strong&gt;Dignity&lt;/strong&gt; were part of the &lt;strong&gt;Varsity team&lt;/strong&gt;. I wonder what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of all the people who keep on asking "OK ka na ba?", I can't help but laugh out loud and slap my knees. I mean, seriously?! They're treating me like I'm gonna die from an &lt;strong&gt;infectious uncurable disease&lt;/strong&gt; that would instantly &lt;strong&gt;take my life&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. But I appreaciate their concern. I never dreamed of my goofy classmates actually looking out for my welfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatthehell?! Why does connecting to &lt;a href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; take me almost &lt;strong&gt;20 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;?! Kabagalan ng internet namin… How st000pid…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Miss na kita kaso siya naman yung miss mo. Mahal kita kaso siya rin yung mahal mo. Siya na lang lagi! Kahit nasasaktan ka na niya, ok lang kasi mahal mo siya. Ang tanga mo, no? Parang ako! Tanga sa yo!&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116185864064528235?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116185864064528235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116185864064528235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116185864064528235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116185864064528235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/intrams-2006.html' title='Intrams 2006'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116177357241821516</id><published>2006-10-25T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T03:52:52.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan tanantanan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tan tanantanan! Tan tanantanan! Chereren! Chereren! Boom! Boom! BOOM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back! Bwahahaha- -coughs violently- Er. Yeah. I didn't come to school today because I was still feeling &lt;strong&gt;feverish&lt;/strong&gt;. Why this morning, just standing up to go to the bathroom makes me &lt;strong&gt;dizzy&lt;/strong&gt;! Aww, I just hate it when I get sick. I get &lt;strong&gt;breakouts&lt;/strong&gt;! Gah! But that's okay, since I think it would be loads better if I take a day off now than to be absent for the &lt;strong&gt;Intrams &lt;/strong&gt;tomorrow. Harhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baka &lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt; ako and &lt;strong&gt;shallow&lt;/strong&gt; for thinking this but I kept on asking myself if anyone missed me this day. You know, as in naaalala ako and feeling concerned if I'm fine and dandy. That kind of feeling. Well, I guess I'm getting very ambitious because, face it, no one would be stupid enough to actually miss my presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I'm eating..? Heh! Siret na kayo? &lt;strong&gt;Sampalok&lt;/strong&gt;! Mwahahaha! Lately, I've been addicted to foods with a sour-like taste. Actually, Ate Inday jokes that I have the apetite of a pregnant woman. Washuuu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm inspired to make a story yet again. Hmm. Not the best but here's an excerpt from the first chappie of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colors of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;NejiTen&lt;/strong&gt; fic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So will you teach me?" Naruto asked, turning Tenten’s attention back to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Uh… sure?" Tenten replied uncertainly. Truthfully, she doesn’t mind teaching the blonde anyway. But just to be sure, she decided to check up on Neji’s opinion. "Neji?" she inquired, tilting her head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fine," The Branch House Member grumbled. "Do what you want."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yeah! You guys are the best!" Naruto cried out happily, pumping his fist. "I’ll be the best student ever, Tenten-chan! And that’s a promise I’m willing to keep!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neji then glared at Naruto darkly, though the latter seems oblivious about it. Tenten-chan? He hadn’t even dared called her that! Who was he to give her such a nickname anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, the Hyuuga genius thought, at least it was a tad bit better than "the energetically blossoming flower of our youthful team," Gai’s preferred nickname of Tenten. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? Yeah, I know. It still &lt;strong&gt;needs some polishing&lt;/strong&gt;. Still! I'll try to do my best just to make it better! Haha! Everyone knows how I love writing fanfics and how I just love using the cute pairing of NejiTen as my victims, er, subjets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sa bawat umaalis, may dumarating. Sa bawat pagkukulang, may nagpupuno. Pero pano kung nahulog ka na sa dumating at biglang bumalik ang umalis? Sino ang pipiliin mo? Yung nagkulang o yung nagpuno?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116177357241821516?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116177357241821516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116177357241821516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116177357241821516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116177357241821516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/tan-tanantanan.html' title='Tan tanantanan!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116164875512291813</id><published>2006-10-24T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:12:35.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Hot (Pag Nahuli Ka Ng Sipon)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grr.... I haven't updated for ages! I'll keep this one short and simple because the Internet &lt;strong&gt;screwed up yet again&lt;/strong&gt; while I was connecting to the Internet. Wattawacko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been affected by the infamous &lt;strong&gt;common cold&lt;/strong&gt;. Why is there no cure for it anyway? Ho-hum. Anywayz, &lt;strong&gt;tissues&lt;/strong&gt; have been piling up beside me because sticky fluids keep on popping out, wanting to come out of my body. It's a good thing that there are &lt;strong&gt;no classes&lt;/strong&gt; today. Hurrah for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ramadan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all folks. Nanghihina pa ako eh. I'm actually kinda afraid that I'll still have a cold during our &lt;strong&gt;Intrams&lt;/strong&gt;. A story of irony? Kumusta naman yun? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Akala mo mahal kita? Hindi, ha! Akala mo I care for you? Hindi, ha! Akala mo miss kita? Hindi rin kaya! Why? Kasi puro ka na lang akala. Bakit ba ayaw mong maniwala?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116164875512291813?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116164875512291813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116164875512291813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116164875512291813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116164875512291813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-hot-pag-nahuli-ka-ng-sipon.html' title='I Feel Hot (Pag Nahuli Ka Ng Sipon)'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116139306971158952</id><published>2006-10-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:11:09.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/1600/3rdfieldtrip%20051.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/3rdfieldtrip%20051.1.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Field Trip&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;finally over&lt;/strong&gt;! Whoohoo! Well, it was boring and kinda fun. I don't know. The day before our Field Trip, I regarded it as just another ordinary day. Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go into much details about what happened. Maybe I'll just do a recap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemisi, first we went to the &lt;strong&gt;De La Salle Museum&lt;/strong&gt; which I've already been to during our First Year. There were lots of neat antique and vintage stuff out there. I wanted to hold and touch them but sadly, one of the rules is no touching and handling the museum objects. Aww. We then went to tour the whole place and there's this &lt;strong&gt;creepy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;picture of a lady&lt;/strong&gt; whose eyes seems to be following you wherever you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to &lt;strong&gt;Aguinaldo Shrine&lt;/strong&gt; which was practically brutally massacred by Bagyong Milenyo. Um, did I just write that? Haha. Sorry. Actually, that was a hyperbole. What I meant to say was the Aguinaldo Shrine is still going through &lt;strong&gt;renovations&lt;/strong&gt;. We didn't tour inside the house, we just circled around it. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the most exciting stop for all, the &lt;strong&gt;Island Cove&lt;/strong&gt;! Yee-haw! Everyone enjoyed themselves in Island Cove I guess. The only ones who didn't go swimming were &lt;strong&gt;Karisha, Vince and me&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh joy. It was there that I finally perkened up, mainly because I got to &lt;strong&gt;take pictures of my friends&lt;/strong&gt; for, ehem, future use. I spent the whole time, walking around in circles, trying to find willing victims, er, subjects for my pictures. And yes, the picture above was photographed by me since Vince the meanie wouldn't take a pic of me. Boohoo. Also, why the heck does a freaking &lt;strong&gt;ice cream&lt;/strong&gt; cost &lt;strong&gt;40 bucks&lt;/strong&gt; there? The prize suddenly doubled! Grr...! But I loved the &lt;strong&gt;Videoke&lt;/strong&gt; portion. Cousart has such a good voice! And the second years kept on looking at us. Badoom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on the &lt;strong&gt;Farm Tour&lt;/strong&gt; where there's a lot of... plants and animals. I loved the &lt;strong&gt;little crocodile&lt;/strong&gt;! I even got to touch the little guy! And my classmates... They are so weird! Pag-tripan ba naman ang &lt;strong&gt;mga unggoy&lt;/strong&gt; because they "were doing it." I won't go into details! Gosh! And while we were going back home, we stopped for some &lt;strong&gt;pasalubong&lt;/strong&gt;. I didn't buy anything because I'm &lt;strong&gt;poor&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh woe is me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for &lt;strong&gt;Ernest &lt;/strong&gt;though. I called him up as soon as I got home because I was very worried about him. I mean, you gotta pity the poor guy right? It's the day where students should be enjoying themselves while he's there at home, suffering from a bad case of the flu... I hope he recovers soon though. Such a shame he didn't come with us. Even &lt;strong&gt;Kat&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Cheche &lt;/strong&gt;were sad that he didn't join. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was put in a &lt;strong&gt;bad mood&lt;/strong&gt; because of this incident. Ironically enough, only &lt;strong&gt;three people&lt;/strong&gt; whom I am not very close to helped cheer me up. Sino ang mya yun? Wahahaha! Sikretong malupit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi mo mahal mo ko, naniwala naman ako. Sabi mo di mo ko iiwan, ang sabi ko, "Sige, aasahan ko yan, ha!" Pero bakit paglipas ng panahon, nakita kita at narinig pa na ang mga sinabi mo sakin, sinasabi mo rin sa iba?&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&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/29833232-116139306971158952?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116139306971158952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116139306971158952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116139306971158952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116139306971158952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/field-trip-update.html' title='Field Trip Update'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116125867243532305</id><published>2006-10-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:51:12.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas Ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LETICIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been experiencing &lt;strong&gt;unlucky days&lt;/strong&gt; recently. I’m kinda upset. And you know what? Tomorrow is our field trip and &lt;strong&gt;pilay&lt;/strong&gt; ako. Nice. Pasaway kasi akong bata. I wore the &lt;strong&gt;high heels&lt;/strong&gt; shoes when I knew very well that one wrong move and CRACK! It’s broken. Haha. Ohmygosh, I’ll be limping tomorrow! A true source of comedy! My classmates would guffaw upon the sight of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you very muchie &lt;strong&gt;Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;! I love the &lt;strong&gt;magazines&lt;/strong&gt;, I've been itching to read some more so I really appreciated them! And also the cute &lt;strong&gt;pillows&lt;/strong&gt;! Super soft and super snuggly! I'll use them on the field trip. And I'm glad that you sent me some comfy &lt;strong&gt;slippers&lt;/strong&gt;. I was worried that I'll only have two pairs of shoes since of my you-know-what problem (and no, I do not have stinky feet, you sick overactive imaginatists!). Also, I was in extreme need for &lt;strong&gt;chocolate&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm depressed remember?) so the chocolates you sent me were very much appreciated. I also love the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1001 Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; book that tells about the many meaning of dreams. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dream, I just had a very weird one lately. I'm not gonna give the details, just the one that is still clear and fresh and un-wipeable from my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out of the house and spotted &lt;strong&gt;Joseph&lt;/strong&gt;* and &lt;strong&gt;Mary&lt;/strong&gt;* talking to each other. I smiled and called out to them but they were so into their conversation that they apparently didn't notice me. Unaffected, I sat at the bench opposite of them and started listening. They were talking to each other and laughing. I tried to join in but was only met by blank looks. Sighing, I saw &lt;strong&gt;Mingming &lt;/strong&gt;(our pet cat) and signaled for her to come to me but Mary beat me to it. Mingming jumped to her lap and purred. Joseph started teasing Mary and I felt... ignored? I don't know. Finally, I headed back to my house and warned the others about the bomb we should be worrying about. (Don't ask me why a bomb suddenly popped in. My dream is as retarded as I am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to decipher it. It's...complicated. But the dream only reflects the subconscious mind and what a person is thinking in his/her inner self right? I mean, then... Maybe... Our friendship is in jeopardy? Or maybe I'm just thinking too much! Gah!! I'm too disillusioned to think right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Masarap titigan ang taong mahal mo at isiping magkasama kayo. Masayang managinip, masayang mangarap. Pero mahirap umasa kung habang tinititigan mo siya, nakatingin rin siya sa iba&lt;strong&gt;.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Not their real names&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116125867243532305?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116125867243532305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116125867243532305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116125867243532305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116125867243532305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/malas-ko.html' title='Malas Ko'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116100207675432584</id><published>2006-10-16T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T05:34:36.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Godli!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheche&lt;/strong&gt;!!! How could you feed my sister with such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;unbelievable lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?! She has become corrupted! Agh! Why the heck did you say that&lt;strong&gt; Luzon&lt;/strong&gt; is my &lt;strong&gt;boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Jaca&lt;/strong&gt; was my &lt;strong&gt;ex&lt;/strong&gt;??? Where did you get that idea? It's just so... Ang layo! Imposible! Gah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Now that this whole thing is finally out of my system, I am just gonna start the real update on my bloggie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased to announce that the &lt;strong&gt;Godliness Volleyball Team of the Boys and Girls&lt;/strong&gt; have moved on to the &lt;strong&gt;Semi-Finals&lt;/strong&gt;! Congratulations! I've always known that they can do it! Ahem, ahem!!! And I am just so proud of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;strong&gt;Leuric&lt;/strong&gt;, may injury na nga, ang lakas pa pumalo! &lt;strong&gt;Ernest&lt;/strong&gt;... Hinay-hinay lang! Lagi ka nang naiirita ah! &lt;strong&gt;Quijano&lt;/strong&gt;, sumasayaw sa court! &lt;strong&gt;Jaca&lt;/strong&gt;, nasa duty pag volleyball?! &lt;strong&gt;Malic&lt;/strong&gt;... Varsity namin and the pride of Godliness! &lt;strong&gt;Ramos&lt;/strong&gt;, katawa at kakalog-kalog sa court! &lt;strong&gt;Francis&lt;/strong&gt;, mascot na may pamayapay kasi di naglaro?! &lt;strong&gt;Trizia&lt;/strong&gt;... Diving Queen naming di na nag-dive nung laban! &lt;strong&gt;Celina&lt;/strong&gt;... Distracted ka ba? Hehe... &lt;strong&gt;Abby&lt;/strong&gt;, astig talaga! Small but terrible! &lt;strong&gt;Che&lt;/strong&gt;, pa-posing effect pa kahit nagseserve! &lt;strong&gt;Pearl&lt;/strong&gt;, ibang klase pumalo ang aming Top 1! &lt;strong&gt;Em&lt;/strong&gt;, talagang malaki ang inimprove! &lt;strong&gt;Ali&lt;/strong&gt;, ba't pumunta ka pa eh di ka naman maglalaro???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Wala lang. Oh, and get well soon agad &lt;strong&gt;Katrina&lt;/strong&gt;! Aylabsyu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Alam kong hindi mo ko mahal. Kahit kailan hindi mo matututunan. Ok lang yun. Di naman talaga ako para sayo. Darating din yung para sakin. Pero sana lang habang wala pa siya, hayaan mo munang mahalin kita.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm eating a slice of pizza, a cheeseburger, some fries and Pistachio Ice Cream right now. Aren't I such a food junkie? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116100207675432584?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116100207675432584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116100207675432584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116100207675432584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116100207675432584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/go-godli.html' title='Go Godli!!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116090473816672101</id><published>2006-10-15T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T02:32:18.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Gosh Complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh... Was that really.....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that out of all the people I could've seen, he was the one I saw (and bumped into!) at church. And did he just smile at me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not love-struck, OK? And I definitely do not have a crush on him, even though he's the newest heartthrob in our whole school. I am merely curious. I mean, what the heck is doing out here? What, is he a resident of our village and- Gasp! How could I have only seen him now?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Pag ikaw nawala sakin, tatawa ako ng malakas na malakas! Bwahaha! Nyahaha! Wahahaha! Pero alam mo kung nasaan ako? Nasa mental. Nabaliw dahil sa pagkawala mo.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116090473816672101?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116090473816672101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116090473816672101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116090473816672101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116090473816672101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-my-gosh-complex.html' title='Oh My Gosh Complex'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116083207320582459</id><published>2006-10-14T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:21:13.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip....Trip Lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wasn't planning on posting something today but certain, er, events led me to chronicling what happened to me today. Yeah, um...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was innocently chilling out in my home sweet home when I heard a voice melodiously (?) calling my name. Curious and kinda surprised, I peered on the window and got shocked when I saw &lt;strong&gt;Romelie&lt;/strong&gt; waving at me. I let her in and we started to chat. It turns out that she was bored and wanted some company since she's left all alone. She then suggested that we come to &lt;strong&gt;Mommy Astrid's house&lt;/strong&gt; so I agreed and went with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to Mommy Astrid's house, we were giggling and teasing her because she was wearing only an oversized T-shirt. Ha! But in fairness, it suits her quite well. She said that she was going to take her afternoon siesta before we came. This made me feel guity! But she assured us that it was all fine and dandy and we instantly crowded into her air-conditioned room to watch a movie. Romelie liked &lt;strong&gt;Romance &lt;/strong&gt;movies and the &lt;strong&gt;R-rated ones&lt;/strong&gt; (no clue why, so don't ask me!) while Mommy Astrid and I wanted Horror. We decided to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reincarnation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; first but it was too boring so we changed it to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaun of the Dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The latter is a parody of sorts, poking fun of all the zombie movies out there. I was laughing all the way especially when the main protagonists were throwing old records at the zombies instead of running away or beating up the zombies. Silly dudes. When we were just about to leave, we were treated by Mommy Astrid to have some tasty &lt;strong&gt;pizza&lt;/strong&gt;! Medyo nahiya pa ako kasi kami na nga ang nangistorbo, kami pa ang pinakain. Nevertheless, I helped myself to two slices and by the time I finished, I was as full as bear who had just eaten... er, a Happy Meal from McDo. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing.... Romelie is just too obsessed with Jhomar! Seriously! I mean, before going to Astrid's house, we ran into him and... Hehe! I won't give out the details! Wahahahahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Mabilis daw magpalit ng minamahal. Sabi nila, parang isang segundo lang pwede mo na siyang makalimutan at iwan. Eh, pano kung kailan wala na siya saka mo narealize na mahalaga siyang talaga? Maibabalik mo ba siya ng isang segundo lang?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116083207320582459?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116083207320582459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116083207320582459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116083207320582459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116083207320582459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/triptrip-lang.html' title='Trip....Trip Lang'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116073982698525804</id><published>2006-10-13T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T04:43:47.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jen from Dawson's Creek:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Is there a more ridiculous and embarrassing ritual then the prom? The way it totally reinforces traditional gender roles, rewards the cool kids, punishes the geeks, and I mean… the pressure that this one single night exerts on the common teenage, forcing us to make hollow, awkward, romantic gestures..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my post will be about the &lt;strong&gt;JS Prom&lt;/strong&gt; since it is &lt;strong&gt;Friday the 13th&lt;/strong&gt; anyway (anong konek?)&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;  I do not know why but almost everyone I keep on bumping into is already getting hyped up about the Prom when it is still &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; months away! Come on! I know it is supposed to be the most romantic night of your highschool life and that it should be kilig-to-the max cheeseness and whatever drama, but why is everyone making a &lt;strong&gt;big deal&lt;/strong&gt; about it? Sigh. Maybe I'm the only one who is actually against it. Yes, folks. You heard that right:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to go to the Prom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy? Maybe I am crazy. Maybe it's the effect of watching the episode &lt;strong&gt;Anti-Prom&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Truthfully, I can list a &lt;strong&gt;bazillion &lt;/strong&gt;reasons why I do not want to go and why I should not go but I guess this will suffice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) There's food but no buffet. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Lots of twirly dances that would made me dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;3.) I hate dancing.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Besides, I don't know how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;5.) No one would EVER want to dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Anyone who attempts to ask me would most likely suffer numerous internal and external injuries that is too violent to be mentioned further.&lt;br /&gt;7.) I have no partner.&lt;br /&gt;8.) I don't want to have a partner.&lt;br /&gt;9.) I'm not good with people.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Socializing? A big no-no for me.&lt;br /&gt;11.) I'll have to find a dress. Yawn. Waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;12.) I'm about as fat as a cow so I can't find a dress that would fit me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;13.) I'd rather sleep than go to the Prom.&lt;br /&gt;14.) I don't want to miss my favorite TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;15.) Throw me in any kind of party and BOOM! Instant disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see? There are a lot of reasons! In fact, they are so many that my brain is already &lt;strong&gt;exploding&lt;/strong&gt; just by thinking of them. Anyway, the bottom line is that there is an 80% chance that I might not go to the Prom. The other 20% would be if and only if (biconditional statement, anyone?) an &lt;strong&gt;additional grade&lt;/strong&gt; would be given to those who would attend. Grr... If I join, I'll wear black and eat food na lang by the table. Mwahahahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... I'm &lt;strong&gt;dead serious&lt;/strong&gt; about this......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Nakahanap na ako ng bago. Magkamukha nga kayo, eh. Mas malambing siya, mas mabait. Hindi pa ako pinapaiyak! Pero alam mo, may problema pa rin, eh. Mahal pa rin kita.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116073982698525804?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116073982698525804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116073982698525804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116073982698525804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116073982698525804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/anti-prom.html' title='Anti-Prom'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116064258252330532</id><published>2006-10-12T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T01:43:02.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pizza! Pizza! Oh yayness. I am eating pizza! Now aren't you salivating right now wishing you were me? Jokeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just checked our Periodical Tests today. My scores are okay, not too shabby actually. But I am still kinda diasappointed. Why? I have no idea. All I know is that I am thankful that I at least passed. And also!!! (Hehe. I've always wanted to do that...) my grades in Math are improving. I was right all along. I might get a higher grade this grading. Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina is going to compete for the right to be the 3rd year Representative for the Chess Tournament for the upcoming Intrams. Fight girl! Show your fighting spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I sometimes wonder if I am just too nice, too good, too giving and too forgivivng. Take for example what happened today. I was ready to tear my hair out searching for my damn Chemistry notebook because I couldn't fnd it anywhere. I thought it was with Leuric since he always borrows my notebooks so that he can copy things. Then he said that nope, he does't have it. Agh! After that, I called him on the telephone and he mentioned that he has it with him at home. Thank God! Then in school, I was asking for my notebook back because I have to copy an assignment lecture. Then he says that it is not really with him and that he doesn't have my notebook. WTF? Make up your mind! Yes or no ba Kuya?! Just when I was ready to go and buy another notebook and rewrite all our past lectures, he comes up and gives it to me at the last minute! Tama ba yon? It was good thing that I was too overcame with joy and relief to get angry with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of incidences like this when I was the one who became aggravated. Ako ang nawawalan kung baga. Sometimes, it's hard for me to say "no." I don't want to be a pushover but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi nila kailangan ko siya. Sabi ko aalagaan ko siya at na mahal ko siya. Ang hindi ko alam, ang mga sinabi ko, narinig mo pala. Ayun, nasaktan at umalis ka. Sayang. Hindi mo man lang nalaman na ikaw at siya ay iisa.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116064258252330532?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116064258252330532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116064258252330532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116064258252330532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116064258252330532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/pizza-pizza-oh-yayness.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116054694718236208</id><published>2006-10-11T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:09:07.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagal Ma-Connect Sa Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Geez, I bet you guys didn't see this one coming huh? I usually update in the evening but I just felt inspired to get a move on and post the happenings in my life right now. Maybe it's because &lt;strong&gt;Anna &lt;/strong&gt;said that she finally saw my bloggie and read all of my posts. Wahaha. Talaga? Ang kwento ng buhay ko, nalantad na. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, like what I wrote in my last post, I became part of the Choir who would sing for today's Thanksgiving Mass. At first, I was all "Okay then! Meron namang mga Fourth Years na sasama sa amin eh." But when we arrived, only the five of us (Ernest, Romelie, Jen, Angel and op kors Ako) were there. I freaked out because I didn't think that our powers would be enough. So we just practiced some songs then off we went! We were standing on the stage and the offending microphone was, like,&lt;strong&gt; right in front of me&lt;/strong&gt;. Kumusta naman yon? So I became conscious of my singing voice. I kept on thinking that if it rained, it would all be my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we started to sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't bad. It was &lt;strong&gt;the worst&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously! Romelie kept on hitting the high notes when I already told her when we were practicing that, "Hun, your voice is already Level 10 while we are only Level 1/2. Wag mong taasan." Meanwhile, Jen and Angel were staying away from the mic as far as possible. And then in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ama Namin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I thought that peope were staring at us because we were singing in hushed voices. Di namin kasa alam yung tono ng version na tinutugtog. Sa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anima Christi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; naman, it's like I'm the only one who knew the song so I was the only one singing. Bleagh. And the icing on the cake is the song &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pananagutan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We made a lot of mistakes! Gawd. It's all so embarassing. But I guess I'll have to get used to it because I always make a fool out of myself anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am in tralala-mode today. Maybe it's because I might get a higher grade in &lt;strong&gt;Geometry&lt;/strong&gt; this grading. The ceiling grade of all of the subjects for the 2nd grading is 92. So if I got 80 (excuse me po, bobo lang akong estudyante) last grading, I might get an 82 or 83 now. Hell yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get the chance to post this funny story yesterday: Last night, while I was typing some things on the Computer, I heard the familiar "Balot! Bili na ng baloooot!!!" echoing our streets. My ears perking up, I soon dashed to my room to get my wallet and fish out a 20 peso bill. So I went outside and ran towards the direction of the Mambabalot while I was in my&lt;strong&gt; pajamas&lt;/strong&gt;. Ang tibay ko 'no? I must've looked hysterically crazy, shouting, "Teka lang po! Hintay! Bibili ako ng balot!" Haha. Whatevs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing is while I was typing this post, I kept on sneezing. Last time I checked, I sneezed about 7 times. Hmm... May nakakaalala ba sa akin? O may sipon lang ako? Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi ko babawiin kita sa kanya. Sasabihin ko mahal na mahal pa rin kita! Nung papunta na ko sayo, nakita kong masayang-masaya ka na sa kanya. Naisip ko tuloy, mabawi pa kaya kita?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116054694718236208?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116054694718236208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116054694718236208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116054694718236208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116054694718236208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagal-ma-connect-sa-internet.html' title='Tagal Ma-Connect Sa Internet'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116047426214501190</id><published>2006-10-10T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T03:41:53.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status of Sarah Jane Iligan in Her 2nd Periodical Test Part II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Studies&lt;/strong&gt;- Wow! I think maperpefect ko to! Or if not, I can just add my plus 10. Oh yeah! Haha... Kakainis lang kasi marami akong naaral na wala sa test. Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipino&lt;/strong&gt;- Gaah. My brain went to overload because of the questions. I mean, hello??? Isama ba naman yung di namin pinagaralan. Kumusta naman yon?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geometry&lt;/strong&gt;- Mahirap na madali. I don't know how to describe it actually because nasagutan ko't natapos but I am not too sure about the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I have a new layout na! Weh. It's not the most beautiful thing, I know. And yes, WHAT WAS I THINKING? Nilagay ko pa ang pangit kong picture para makita ng madla. Baka mabulag sila?! Heh. Who the heck cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving mass na tomorrow. I will be part of the Choir who would sing Christian songs all throughout the mass. Haha. Baka naman bumagyo? Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Noon sabi ko di na kita mahal. Sabi ko pa nga kaya kong mabuhay nang wala ka sa piling ko. Pero paano pa ako mabubuhay kung naiwan ko sayo ang puso ko?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&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/29833232-116047426214501190?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116047426214501190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116047426214501190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116047426214501190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116047426214501190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/status-of-sarah-jane-iligan-in-her-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116039614380119977</id><published>2006-10-09T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T05:41:12.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Periodical Test Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status of Sarah Jane Iligan in her 2nd Periodical Test Part I:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt;- This one was pretty easy. Especially the part about Grammar. But when it came to Literature, medyo nataranta ako because I didn't study some things about it and some of the authors. Umasa na lang ako kay Miss Manghuhula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trigonometry&lt;/strong&gt;- The worst subject of them all!!! Dumugo ang utak ko sa kakasolve! Bleagh. I don't want to talk about it. Shinotgun ko ang test na ito.Next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Values&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank the Heavens for this subject! Ito lang ang chicken joy sa kadalian. But my only qualm was that most of the topics I didn't study didn't appear in the quiz. Well, okay lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;- Sunod na mahirap sa Trigo. Ang akala kong lalabas na Avogrado's Number blahblah ay di lumabas. Then there's the predicting the product of the given reactants. My gulay. Halos na akong mamatay. But I pulled myself back together and managed to finish the test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the 1st PT, nagpictorial muna kami ni Kat. Wahahaha. Oh, and sinama ko na rin yung iba kong mga klasmeyts. Pero center stage muna kami. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/pictorial%20015.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Drama muna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/pictorial%20004.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bago wacky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/pictorial%20005.0.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;Tapos mag-pose! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And yes, I am still working on the new layout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116039614380119977?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116039614380119977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116039614380119977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116039614380119977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116039614380119977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/periodical-test-part-1.html' title='Periodical Test Part 1'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116030720289543973</id><published>2006-10-08T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T04:33:22.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Have a Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Adobe Photoshop is back! Oh yeah! And because I suddenly became interested in designing a new layout again, I spent the whole day trying to create a new skin. But in this world where fate would play a cruel trick on you without warning, my Adobe Photoshop keeps on screwing up and freezing. I cannot make my layout properly. Crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I have already made 50% of the articles I am planning to submit for the school newspaper. Uh-huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow would be the big PERIODICAL TEST. Yes, the day where my future would be decided. Dammit, I haven't even studied yet! Ang tibay ko no? Wahahaha. Gawain ng mga tamad! Yan tuloy, guilty ako kasi sinulat ko sa isang article ko ang tungkol sa Mañana Habit: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.) Mañana Habit&lt;br /&gt;If Juan Tamad had a sister, her name would definitely be Mañana. The Mañana Habit comes from the Spanish word "by and by." This habit manifests itself in the form of continual procrastination and the lack of will to do anything worthwhile for the day. People who are Mañana tend to think that there is a lot of time left anyway since there will always be a tomorrow. They put off things and maintain an easygoing attitude similar to that of Juan Tamad. Expect them to always say, "&lt;strong&gt;Mamaya na! Mamaya na!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bad. Bad girl, Sarah! Actually, gusto ko na magbago pero nahihirapan ako kasi nakagawian ko na. And you know what they say: Old habits die hard. How very true indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official.&lt;strong&gt; I don't have a life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Friends are like mornings, you can't have them the whole day, but you can be sure they will be there when you wakeup tomorrow, next week, next year, forever."&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/29833232-116030720289543973?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116030720289543973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116030720289543973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116030720289543973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116030720289543973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-have-life.html' title='I Don&apos;t Have a Life'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116013511924635214</id><published>2006-10-06T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:45:19.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A: Articles and Attendance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Articles I Am Planning To Submit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Field Trip (might take some time)&lt;br /&gt;2.) The Three Trees (can be found in the internet)&lt;br /&gt;3.) The Ten Virtues A Student Must Have (still thinking if I'll include this)&lt;br /&gt;4.) Noypi Habits (currently brainstorming for ideas)&lt;br /&gt;5.) "I Love You" in Different Languages (can be found in Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;6.) Filipino Truisms (A Compilation of Filipino Quotes) (done already)&lt;br /&gt;7.) Did You Know? (needs to be compiled and proof read)&lt;br /&gt;8.) Blog: The Wave of The Future (easy to write, but needs to be reasearched)&lt;br /&gt;9.) Ang Hinahanap Ko (at the back of my head so I'm itching to get started)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost the Attendance today. Gawd. Next time I see Malic, I'll hunt his head down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Tumingin ako sa langit, nakita kita. Binuksan ko ang radyo, narinig kita. Naghanap ako ng matatambayan, nakasama kita. Nanood ako ng TV, ikaw ang bida. Baliw na ba ko? O miss lang kita?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-116013511924635214?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116013511924635214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116013511924635214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116013511924635214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116013511924635214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/articles-and-attendance.html' title='A: Articles and Attendance'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-116004529457725219</id><published>2006-10-05T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T03:48:14.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PT Gone Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/1600/photo12035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="344" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7880/2388/320/photo12035.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lee Da Hae is soooo cute. She may not be very photogenic but when you watch her on screen and the way she acts, you just fall in love with her more and more. If only I could look like her... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really post something but I am upset about what happened a while ago. I am not in the mood to blog about it. It happened in our Periodical Test in Computer. I made a mistake that made my final grade REALLY LOW. Wah... Ang saklap. At least Kat and I got a perfect 96 in our Social Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sa buhay ko, meron akong minahal, merong minamahal at siguro may mamahalin pa. Alam mo kung saan ka dun? Ikaw yung tipong binabalik-balikan&lt;strong&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-116004529457725219?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/116004529457725219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=116004529457725219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116004529457725219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/116004529457725219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/pt-gone-wrong.html' title='PT Gone Wrong'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115996565782947529</id><published>2006-10-04T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T05:40:57.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yehes, folks... I'm beginning to feel the stress of highschool life. So many projects, a surprise Periodical Test in Computer (dat's rayt, SURPRISE... and what's worse, imbis na practical ay naging written...) and lots, lots more of requirements to complete. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Kat and I went to my house to work on our project. Grabeh. So tiring! We did a lot of thigs and used a lot of crazy ideas. I don't know if our teacher will like it though. The look and the feel of our project is "native" and "tribal." Think Danaya of Encantadia fame. And yes, we used a lot of dried leaves. Fall is in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, Ms. Valdez asked me a while ago why I wasn't passing any articles for the school paper anymore. It's kinda weird since Katrina is always passing, like, 5 articles a month or so yet I still don't submit anything. I guess... It's because I have lost my interest in our school newspaper. Yes, I get bored easily. And I think I've figured out why. I like writing as a complete unknown, going by a pseudonym just to hide my identity. I've got this thing about seeing my name on paper you see. Also, I want to write without deadines. I don't want to write poems and essays... Who knows how badly I'll massacre literature if I do? I want to try writing stories, using unique characters and having a central plot that would at least be worthy to be read by the readers. Still, I would love to get reviews and read constructive criticisms. Those constructive criticisms wilI be my chance to improve myself and hone my craft. I guess that's why I'm much more suited to &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net/"&gt;Fanfiction.Net&lt;/a&gt;. (No, hindi ako binayaran para i-advertise ang website na ito...LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mahirap magmahal ng dalawa. Darating din yung panahon na kailangan mong pumili kung sino ba ang dapat. Ang tao bang gagawin ang lahat para sayo? O ang taong hinahanap ng puso mo?""&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/29833232-115996565782947529?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115996565782947529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115996565782947529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115996565782947529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115996565782947529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/social-blues.html' title='Social Blues'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115987457969572592</id><published>2006-10-03T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T04:22:59.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STYLE PROFILE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Sarah Jane Silva Iligan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Style:&lt;/strong&gt; The Lazy Look™"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fave Stores:&lt;/strong&gt; Tingges, discount stores, ukay-ukay... Poor kasi ako eh. Kung feeling mayaman dahil may naipon ako sa isang taon, brand names like Lee and Kamiseta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fave Accessory:&lt;/strong&gt; Bracelets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Must-Have Item in Your Closet:&lt;/strong&gt; Denim jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you stand out:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not picky with my clothes. I stick to casual. I'm not trying-hard. I dress to please myself, not other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Style Icon:&lt;/strong&gt; Anime? Haha! Maybe Natalie Portman, kasi magaling siya magdala ng damit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Style Tips:&lt;/strong&gt; As long as you are comfortable with what you are wearing, stand up and and wear it proud. But remember your modesties and don't go around dressing in very revealing outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. Wala lang. Just want to answer this quiz even if I am no style guru. Beh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, I started off the day with a BANG! Pwamis. I was just sleeping peacefully when Leuric called me and informed me na meron yatang pasok. Bummer. I reasoned with him that it is impossible since TV Patrol reported that there will be no classes in our city. Then we talked, blahblahblah... And by some good fortune, Nanay was going outside to buy medicine things in Mercury so I asked her that since malapit naman ang Regis sa National, ask na lang ni Nanay sa guard kung may pasok o wala. Buti na lang at nakabalik agad si Nanay and told me na meron nga pero pwede pa daw akong humabol. So I took a shower agad, forgot breakfast (huhuhu...) and dashed instantly. Pagdating ko, naglilinis lang naman ang mga classmates ko. I knew it. Well, I guess it was worth it kasi kinuha yung attendance namin and blahblahblah and after that, pina-dismiss agad kami ng mga 9:00. Wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, I asked Katrina to come with me to National. E pagpunta namin, closed pa sila so we went to Jollibee to eat and fill our tummies (Actually, si Kat kumain at ako naman ang nag-pig out). Then we talked blahblahblah and then we saw... Malic! Wahaha. Katuwa. He told us that Pearl and Leuric would immediately follow him because they all agreed to meet up at the Jollibee branch in Jaka. So yun. Then we finally went to National and I searched for Otakuzine (my sister's crazy with that magazine) then we read this book by a famous preacher named Bo Sanchez. Yun. But what really surprised was kung gaano kabilis magbasa si Kat. It's like she just reads the things in bold and moves on. I know. Kasi tinitignan ko siya. Every five seconds niya tiniturn yung page. I had to use my "finger technique" to catch up with her. But I managed to read all of the contents and understand at least 80% of it. There were some parts that I may need to reread to fully grasp the idea behind it though. So after reading the book (or scan in Kat's case), I started to seach for the magazine for my sister. Ayun. Nakita ko na lang yung K-Zone and I guess that Jovelle may like it rin naman. But before buying it, my spending instincts suddenly kicked in so I bought two magazines for myself (Seventeen and Meg)! Wahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, after talking to Katrina, I realized how childish and immature I was. My eyes are still not yet opened to the harsh realities of life. I'm still stuck in my own world. But you know what? It's like I don't want to come out with my comfort zone. I'm being stupid, I know. In fact, I don't know what to do with my life. I'm very undecided on what course I am going to take. I pray and pray and pray to God na sana I will know what I should do. Nothing's happening. Don't get me wrong, my faith in God is not wavering. Parang... Wala lang. Nakakatamad nang mag-aral. Nakakatamad na ng ganito... I'm being such a pessimist. This is so not me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, my relationship with my father is weakening. You see, he came home last night quite drunk and asked us to sleep with him. Little does he know that my two sisters have been waiting for him to come home but went back to our room na lang because they got bored. So when I learned that he drank (again), I got quite mad and confronted him about it. I told him that I love him but I am just against his drinking. It's bad for his health. He's just being so defensive and spouting nonsense that I sensed that our conversation is going nowhere. There was a point when I asked him if it was impossible to have fun without drinking any alchoholic beverages, he just answered me with a derisive laugh. At that time, I felt sorry for my poor Daddy. Diba pag nagkamali ang isang anak, pinapagalitan siya ng isang magulang? They are doing that because of LOVE. When I asked my Daddy to please stop drinking, I did it because I LOVE him. I'm concerned for him. But he's not listening. I guess that if this is what he wants, I'll just let him do it. Ako naman, I just want him to lead a long and happy life free of vices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I wrong? Should I have just let him be? Was I a bad daughter for asking him to stop drinking- a habit he has already been accustomed to? I don't know, I don't know. I'm just so confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;I’m happy pag inaasar tayo sa isa’t isa. Quiet lang ako kahit kinikilig masyado. Pero sa totoo lang, nasasaktan ako. Alam mo kung bakit? Hirit mo kasi lagi, "What the hell? Alam niyo namang iba ang mahal ko."&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115987457969572592?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115987457969572592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115987457969572592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115987457969572592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115987457969572592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/10/style-profile-full-name-sarah-jane.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115961566349236506</id><published>2006-09-30T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T04:27:43.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, Come On! May Ilaw Na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sa wakas, nagkakuryenta na!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm really a city girl through and through. When the typhoon &lt;strong&gt;Milenyo&lt;/strong&gt; struck us, there was a city blackout and our supply of water ran out. Bummer. At first, I was okay with this. At least wala kaming pasok for four days. But then, things started to become worse. I started to become bored because of the lack of things to do in the house. We had to save our water supply, even being reduced to asking around if the neighbors have some extra water. I even went as far as going to SM to cool off. But then, I just had to find out that even if their generator is working, it doesn't affect the whole place. What I mean to say is: Walang aircon. Add to that the tremendous number of people inside SM (no doubt thinking that it is cool there like me) and we were stuck like sardines. Boy, is it hot! But the good thing was, I've finally eaten the &lt;strong&gt;Sumo Pork Tonkatsu&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Tokyo Tokyo&lt;/strong&gt; again. Yummy. Electricity's back now, thank goodness. I don't know if I would still be able to live without the TV, the computer, the radio, etc. But I've heard that there will be another typhoon coming! Wah! Not another blackout!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. Blah. Blah. What can I say? Three days without blogging ought to give me enough time to produce an honor student-worthy piece. But you know, because of this stupid typhoon, I find myself running out of words to say. (I am now beginning to speak caveman. Ungga.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Well, amused ako ngayon. I don't know. Lately I keep on thinking about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that stupid thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And people keep on reminding me about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that stupid thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's really insignificant. Damn, it's all my friends' fault (Take note of the friends- marami sila). I don't want to put it here because pagtatawanan ninyo lang ako. I'm just so happy and proud and ecstatic. And did I say happy? Haha. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Ang sakit pag friend mo yung mahal mo. Iiwasan mo siya dahil ayaw mong masaktan. Pero mas masakit pala pag nalaman mo na mahal ka rin niya. Kaso lang naduwag rin siya tulad mo&lt;strong&gt;."&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/29833232-115961566349236506?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115961566349236506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115961566349236506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115961566349236506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115961566349236506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-come-on-may-ilaw-na.html' title='Yeah, Come On! May Ilaw Na!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115935433858674273</id><published>2006-09-27T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T03:52:18.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rain Strikes Yet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woooh.... Such a tiring, tiring day. It's raining again, but I suppose that it is normal since September is usually associated with the rainy seasons. Yeah c'mon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually paid the needed fee for my Field Trip! Woo! And you know what the good thing is? I got plus &lt;strong&gt;20 &lt;/strong&gt;in the Periodical in Chemistry because of this. Harhar. But I've already decided early on that I won't go swimming. That is just so weird because that's like throwing 500 pesos away since the Field Trip is mostly about swimming and having fun under the sun (if there will be).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to OC. Wala lang. Trip lang. But you know what? It just had to rain. Stupid rain. No offense Kat, ha? So Kat and I first went to Lesil with Ate Angelique just for the heck of it. We got bored kaya umalis kami at pumuntang National Book Store sa Jaka. Inside, we saw a very interesting book written by a Filipino writer. The format of the book is like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy Long Legs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, except that this time, she used passages from her own diary and wrote it. It's a book about highschool life in the 1960s and how it is like to grow up and mature. She's kinda indecisive when it comes to boys. Haha. When you read the book, sobra kang matutuwa sa makulay niyang love life. Swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, nakitambay kami sa Jabee. We ordered two regular french fries for Dine-in (poor highschool students kasi). Then we talked and discussed regular girl stuff and read the current issue of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Seventeen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; magazine. Tapos nag-order pa ako ng large french fries. Oy, thou shall be satisfied by the food given to thy stomach. Wahahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the funny thing is? Pictures of &lt;strong&gt;Yael&lt;/strong&gt; keep on popping out in almost every single place I go. He's eveywhere. Man, I'm obsessed. (But it IS true that I always him around. In fact, he's got a picture here in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seventeen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; magazine.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaagh!!! Ang dami pa naming dapat gawin! Kahit isa wala pa akong nasulat... Hahaha! I'm so lazy! Gah! Gawin ko na nga kaya?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Ano nga ba talaga ako sa buhay mo kung siya ang leading lady at ikaw ang bida? Ah, oo nga pala. Bakit nakalimutan ko? Isa nga lang pala akong dakilang extra.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115935433858674273?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115935433858674273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115935433858674273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115935433858674273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115935433858674273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain-strikes-yet-again.html' title='The Rain Strikes Yet Again'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115927088413095978</id><published>2006-09-26T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T04:41:24.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News and Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Xiemakers!!! My computer screwed up yet again and restarted while I was in the middle of connecting to the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good News:&lt;/strong&gt; Regis won all the games in PSAP. (Well, the Volleyball and Basketball Boys at least.) &lt;strong&gt;Bad News:&lt;/strong&gt; I am sooo jaded with Geometry. Everywhere I go, people are discussing isosceles triangle this and scalene triangle that. Yan tuloy, feeling PO ako. (BTW, PO means Placed-Out. Special thanks to Vince Cruz for adding this word to my vocabulary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Good News!&lt;/strong&gt; Baka magka-SKYNET na kami! Wooo! Washuuu!!! Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aysusginuu.... Meron pang babush na nalalaman diyan ha... Wahahahahaha...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;Bakit ganon? May mga taong manhid. Hindi nila gets and nararamdaman na may nagmamahal sa kanila. Kahit obvious na nga, eh. Kahit lahat ng tao alam na. Kainis, no? Bakit? Guilty ka, no? Talaga! Dapat maguilty ka. Kasi manhid ka!&lt;strong&gt;”&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/29833232-115927088413095978?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115927088413095978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115927088413095978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115927088413095978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115927088413095978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good News and Bad News'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115918357847832530</id><published>2006-09-25T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T04:26:18.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryuusei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RYUUSEI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe your promise&lt;br /&gt;it's too hard to give me courage&lt;br /&gt;always I feel it the precious time seeing you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tachidomatta kado ni&lt;br /&gt;asu e mukau kaze wo kanjiteta&lt;br /&gt;machi no akari hoshikuzu mitai ni&lt;br /&gt;futari tsutsumu kedo&lt;br /&gt;sorezore ni chigau kagayaki ga aru to&lt;br /&gt;warau kimi ga ichiban mabushiku mieru yo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi wa ryuusei no you ni&lt;br /&gt;kodoku na tsubame no you ni&lt;br /&gt;yoru no yami wo kirisaki yukeru hazu&lt;br /&gt;tokei jikake no hibi ni&lt;br /&gt;nagasaresou na toki wa&lt;br /&gt;wasurenaide hitori ja nai koto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jibunrashisa nante&lt;br /&gt;kangaetemo imi nante nai ne&lt;br /&gt;donna toki mo kimi wa kimi dakara&lt;br /&gt;ari no mama de ite&lt;br /&gt;poketto no naka wo karappo ni shite mo&lt;br /&gt;daiji na mono wa hidari no mune ni nokotteru &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yume wa ryuusei no you ni&lt;br /&gt;ameagari no niji no you ni&lt;br /&gt;kono kokoro ni hikari wo tsuretekuru&lt;br /&gt;nayami tsuzukeru koto ga&lt;br /&gt;hitotsu no kotae ni naruyo&lt;br /&gt;gomakashitari shinai to chikau no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naniga machigatte ita no darou&lt;br /&gt;naniga machigatte inai no darou&lt;br /&gt;sonna toki wa sora ni te wo nobashite&lt;br /&gt;motto takaku ryoute wo hirogete&lt;br /&gt;motto motto takaku kitto sou tsukameru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mugen na kimi no mirai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toki wa ryuusei no you ni&lt;br /&gt;nagaku hikaru o wo hiki&lt;br /&gt;matatakuma ni kakenukete yuku kara&lt;br /&gt;nidoto modoranai kyou wo&lt;br /&gt;ima to mukiau tsuyosa wo&lt;br /&gt;akirametari shinai to chikau no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! Sorry for not updating lately! I'm just so busy these days! Wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Important events to take note of are the ff: 1.) I became an emcee for Joy's (Ate Preng's cute lil sis) 7th birthday party 2.) Prepared for Nicole's birthday party and again became the emcee 3.)Took 3 exams and is hoping to ace the Geometry test -fingers crossed-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened. And you know what? I've got a funny feeling that the rain is quite attached to me. I mean, on Friday, I was just about to go home when this rain suddenly appeared and drenched me. Sabi pa nga ng matanda na nakasalubong ko maligo daw ako kasi baka matrangkaso ako (op kors, di ko siya sinunod...wakekeke...!). And then on Saturday, I was just about to go to my Ninang's house when rain began to appear again! Wah! Buti na lang I brought an umbrella. Hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, sabi ni Daddy ay magsasubscribe na kami sa SkyNet. YAY! Pero ewan ko lang. I don't want to keep my hopes up especially because I know Daddy's habit of making "empty promises." But I'm gonna believe in his powers this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I want to write that I couldn't. Harhar. I guess I may just be too lazy to put all the details here. Ah, ewan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Minsan sa dami ng mga bagay-bagay sa paligid, hindi mo na alam kung ano ang tama at mali. Pero wag kang magpapadala sa mga ito. Basta tama, icheck mo. Pag mali, edi icross mo. Tapos lagyan mo ng corrected by.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115918357847832530?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115918357847832530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115918357847832530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115918357847832530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115918357847832530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/ryuusei.html' title='Ryuusei'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115883510321430551</id><published>2006-09-21T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T03:38:23.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baywalk Gimmick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This day is so fun! Gosh, gimmick and gala ever lang ang ginawa namin nina &lt;strong&gt;PB, Abby&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Jen&lt;/strong&gt;. Dapat nga kasama si Kat but she has to go and make sundo her baby sister. Aww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, before going to our destination, we first hanged out out in school. Tapos, nung narinig naming ngayon ang tutorial ng pinsan ni Mommy Astrid (Kuya ang tawag ko sa kanya kasi di ko alam ang name, LOL), tumambay kami sa room kung saan siya magtsututor. Grabeh. Ang kulit namin nina Abby. We kept on asking this and that and what finally broke the straw was when we made a comment about linear pairs forming a sort of "L-shape" in the figure. Nagalit siya and kicked us out off the room. Nakita pa nga kami ni Sir Belen eh. He berated us for being "disturbers" and annoying the heck out of Kuya. Kami naman, medyo naguilty so we just left na lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Lianas to buy some "baon" for the trip. Nge! Picnic???! After that, we boarded an FX. Imagine, nagastos ko ang buong pera ko because one passenger is required to pay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;30 pesos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! And to add to that is the fact that I promised to PB and Abby that I will pay for them. Wahaha! Bye-bye allowance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, una naming pinuntahan ang &lt;strong&gt;Wishing Fountain&lt;/strong&gt;. PB made the mistake of calling it as a Wishing Well. Jen just laughed and playfully scolded her na ang well ay balon. Di pwedeng maging isang well ang malaking fountain na naglalabas ng tubig. Tapos nun, nag-wish kami. Ako lang ang di nag-wish. Wahaha. So with that done, we moved on to going to the actual &lt;strong&gt;Baywalk&lt;/strong&gt;. We just talked and had an "open forum" while looking at the peaceful sea. Haha. Bonding to the max. But all of us thought that Baywalk will look much better if we went there at night. Syempre, dahil beggar highschool students lang kami (o baka ako lang yun?), imposible yun. Also, while strolling, we caught a couple, ahem, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;abandoning their modesties&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;having mouth-to-mouth contact in public&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. PB was laughing like a maniac habang kami naman ay pinabayaan na lang yun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung pauwi na, ako ang huling bababa sa FX. Haha. So lonely. At alam ninyo ba yung song na nagsisimula bago ako bumaba? &lt;strong&gt;Nakakapagtaka&lt;/strong&gt; by&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sponge Cola&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. San ka pa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Bakit pag kaibigan mo, walang break-up? Pero once maging kayo, kaunting away break agad? Diba natin naiisip na kung sa magkakaibigan may intindihan, what more sa nagmamahalan, diba?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115883510321430551?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115883510321430551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115883510321430551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115883510321430551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115883510321430551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/baywalk-gimmick.html' title='Baywalk Gimmick'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115866354381596245</id><published>2006-09-19T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T03:59:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Washuuu! Wow, okay rin ang araw na ito. Ahahaha. Wholeday namin. Saya nung Computer. Naka-&lt;strong&gt;92&lt;/strong&gt; pa sa Recitation. Harhar. Palibhasa nag-volunteer mauna kaya madali yung napunta sa aking tanong. Kasi, panigurado naman na if I chose to go last, my teacher will give a super-duper hard question. Bleah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Values was very entertaining. It's about God in our lives. Katuwa nga kasi Belen and the others used a CD player to let us hear "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." Haha. And the female singing the song is... Haha. Basta. When we talked about God, I thought that maybe having &lt;strong&gt;Religion class or Philosophy&lt;/strong&gt; would be a good addition to our classes. You know, a class where we can share our thoughts and exchange ideas to broaden our knowledge and widen our perspectives. Masaya yun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inimbitihan ako nina Jen pumuntang Baywalk. Hmm... I'll try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you just hate it when people make "parinig?" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hel-lo???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Alam na nga nilang accept na ng tao na mali siya but that KSP person just had to go and announce the issue so damn loudly that even the people from Pluto can hear it. Isn't saying a "wholehearted sorry" not enough? No, not for people like them. Those people are people who have &lt;strong&gt;huge egos&lt;/strong&gt;, having an innocent facade when in truth, they are the ones who have &lt;strong&gt;insecurity issues&lt;/strong&gt; and rely on humiliating people just to feel good about themselves. My advice? &lt;strong&gt;Get a life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it's just that my blood boils at the thought of people like them. Note! People like them. I have met many people like her but she's like a wolf in sheep's clothing... Are you getting what I'm saying? Hindi ko naman sinasabing masama siya but that attitude of hers just has to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Before, hinahabol kita pero di mo ako pinapansin. Tapos isang araw nawala ako, hinanap mo ako at tinanong, "Bakit ka nagsawa?" Ngumiti ako, "Hindi ako nagsawa. Natauhan lang."&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115866354381596245?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115866354381596245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115866354381596245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115866354381596245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115866354381596245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/washuuu-wow-okay-rin-ang-araw-na-ito.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115857629375197067</id><published>2006-09-18T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:44:53.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaasar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waagh!!! Sapol! I just received a major bad news! Super disappointed ako! Pwamis! I just heard from Jen na... bawal na ang mga estudyanteng naka-unipormeng mag SM! No! Also, napagalaman ko pang bawal din kami sa MOA! Actually, dapat Municipal lang ang bawal. Sila naman ang mahilig mag-cutting classes. But they just had to be jealous of all the other schools and protest that the same be done for the others to be "fair." Fair my face. E pano naman kaming pumupunta lang sa SM minsan o kung talagang kelangan para bumili ng school supplies???! DAMN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabeh. I'm just so angry now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, inayos ko ang mga gamit ko kanina. Kumuha ako ng bagong bag because my old one is already dirty, with ballpen marks on its cover. I got a bag that totally screams "Rebel Girl!" Harhar. Inayos ko na rin ang money ko. Wow. Marami na pala akong naipon. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Alam mo ba na hinihintay pa rin kita? Na hindi pa ko naghahanap ng iba? Na ikaw lagi ang iniisip ko? Alam mo ba na hanggang ngayon mahal pa rin kita? Ikaw kasi, eh. Bumitaw ka. Sa susunod, wag kang bibitiw bigla ha?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115857629375197067?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115857629375197067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115857629375197067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115857629375197067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115857629375197067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/kaasar.html' title='Kaasar!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115848349706988326</id><published>2006-09-17T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:51:53.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="222" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammelled, and free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that&lt;br /&gt;you'll never change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Marami pa akong kinuhang mga tests pero ito na muna ang ipopost ko. Wagh!!! Nakakatawa yung nakuha kong result no?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Spell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Uhm, well... The only thing I can say is that mas kinilig ako sa Rayver-Shaina tandem. I don't know. I mean, I like Ate Kim and I don't have anything against Gerald but is it me or am I getting the feeling that ABS is shoving the Kim-Gerald loveteam in our faces? If so, then they still haven't learned from their mistakes. Yun din ang ginawa nila sa Hero-Sandara loveteam eh. Panigurado, magsasawa rin ang mga tao sa kanilang loveteam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And did you guys watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Game Ka Na Ba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday? Why the heck is Kris Aquino teasing Yael about Sitti?!!! Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Hindi na kita nahintay kasi napagod na ako. Ayoko nang masaktan pa kaya hindi na ako aasa. I’ll try to move on pero babagalan ko. Baka sakaling mahabol mo pa ko.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115848349706988326?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115848349706988326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115848349706988326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115848349706988326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115848349706988326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/weh.html' title='Weh!!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115831673516266004</id><published>2006-09-15T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T04:10:27.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basta. Yun 'yun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Waagh. This day is not nakakapagod but nakakaantok. Yawn. I guess it has something to do with being incredibly lazy and not doing anything for the whole of PEHM class other than watching people play and have fun. And when asked why I do not want to participate in any sport such as volleyball, badminton, table tennis, etc, I cheerily replied, "Matagal ko nang tanggap na wala akong talento sa larangan ng pampalakasan." Haha. The look on Vince Cruz's face was priceless. &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the good side, the Boys Volleyball Team won.&lt;/b&gt; Good job! Sabi ko sa inyo ang panonood ko ng mga laban ay lucky charm. -winks- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Because Kat was busy doing her own thing and churva, I bonded with Jennylyn and Hannah. They shared to me some of their problems. I really don't know. In just one day, TWO PEOPLE have shared to me some of their most intimate secrets. Wow. I have to keep their trust. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And I also went along with Sydeco and Acosta who nowadays are practically attached to the hip. Meaning, that they are so close you'll rarely see one without the other. They gave me a lot of laughs. Lalo na nung naglaro kami ng table tennis. Katuwa nung kunwari ititira na ni Sydeco yung bote kay Vince Cruz (habang naglalaro sina Jacinto at Loyola nang table tennis) nang biglang nabato ni Sydeco yung bote at BAM! Natamaan si Jacinto sa mukha. Sapol. Wahahaha. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And yes, I find it annoying that even when you show concern to a person, sasabihin na lang niyang "Wala ito" and then push you aside as if you are just some kind of garbage. &lt;strike&gt;Pano kung masaktan uli siya???&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I might not update tomorrow. We're gonna go to the province. To &lt;b&gt;Sta. Anna, Pampanga&lt;/b&gt; I think. Wahoohoo. Babalik ako sa lugar kung saan malayo ang sibilisasyon. I'm gonna be a savage! Joke!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Basta. Yun 'yun. (Yung &lt;b&gt;Yun 'yun&lt;/b&gt; thingy ay nakuha ko sa kantang &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bitiw &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ng &lt;b&gt;SC&lt;/b&gt;. Aztig diba? &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pag dumadaan ka, deadma lang. Pag kinakausap mo ko, deadma lang. Pag tinutukso nila ako sayo, deadma lang. Kahit naman kasi sabihin ko sayong mahal kita, deadma ka lang, eh."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;My stomach really, really, really hurts. I wanna have menopause as soon as possible! Rawr...!)&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/29833232-115831673516266004?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115831673516266004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115831673516266004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115831673516266004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115831673516266004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/basta-yun-yun.html' title='Basta. Yun &apos;yun.'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115815208729979543</id><published>2006-09-13T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:54:47.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sus... I arrived here at 5:00, ate and then slept and never woke up until 8:40 PM. Up until now, I still feel dizzy and kinda nauseous. I have know idea why though. And my, ehem, "monthly visitor" has arrived again. Yes, I feel like crap. My, how golly-gosh nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mommy Astrid's house today. Wahehehehe! I finished the whole CDs of Hunter X Hunter Greed Island Final. There were 14 CDS all in all and I watched the CDs 7 up to 14 today. Aren't I such a patient viewer? -grins-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my friends are fighting. &lt;strong&gt;Ouch.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some people have to be determinedly stubborn? Why do they have to let their pride take over them? They cannot even say sorry even if they are wrong. These kind of people are the worst. If they can't admit their mistakes, then they certainly don't have the positive virtues needed to be considered as a "humble and peace-loving character" the Bible wants us to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I miss it. Pero alam ko nang di na pwede dahil kasalanan ko naman kung bakit nawala pa. Di mo nga naman malalaman kung anong meron ka hanggang di nawawala sa iyo. I really, really miss that good memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I feel guilty because ngayon ko lang na-appreciate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Ang pag-ibig, parang gera. Pag lumaban ka, makakaramdam ka ng sakit at lungkot. Ang pinagkaiba lang, sa gera, ang nanakit sayo, pwede mo ring saktan. Sa pag-ibig, ang nanakit sayo di mo pwedeng gantihan.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115815208729979543?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115815208729979543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115815208729979543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115815208729979543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115815208729979543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/sooo-tired.html' title='Sooo Tired'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115797316868000610</id><published>2006-09-11T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T04:12:48.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins, Understanding and 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple-Walnut Muffin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs, or 1 egg + 2 whites&lt;br /&gt;1 cup frozen apple juice concentrate, thawed&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons frozen apple juice concentrate, thawed (additional)&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup buttermilk,&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons oat bran&lt;br /&gt;2 small apples, peeled and chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup chopped walnuts, optional&lt;br /&gt;1 small apple, cut into 12 slices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVEN: 375 Grease 12 standard size muffin paper cups or line with paper liners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together flour, baking soda, cinnamon, nutmeg and salt. Mix together eggs, apple juice concentrate and buttermilk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir flour mixture and oat bran into egg mixture til dry ingredients are just moistened. Do not overmix. Gently stir in chopped apples and walnuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoon batter into prepared pan, filling 2/3 full. Garnish each muffin with an apple slice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake muffins 25 minutes, or til lightly golden and tops spring back when pressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfer pan to a wire rack to cool slightly. Turn muffins out onto a rack to cool completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this just a while ago. But Mrs. Agila's muffins are much, much tastier. Mine tastes like... eww. (Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating but the taste is not really that nice. Sobra sa flour.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah... Ang saklap ng buhay ko. Stupid, stupid! I try to understand things but the more I try to comprehend them, the more I get myself confused. Pwede ba? Maging simple na lang kaya ang buhay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to my Ninang Cynthia! Vice President of FVHA (?)! YAY! Cogratulations po talaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 11&lt;/strong&gt; nga pala. I guess in this date, I can still remember about that sad day. But you know what? I've just thought that there are times when people are so occupied with their day-to-day life that they forget about God. They exclude Him in their lives. And when tragedy strikes, that's when they call out to Him. Isn't it weird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kahit saktan mo ang taong nagmamahal sayo nang sobra, kahit ilang ulit mo siyang itulak palayo sayo, patuloy ka pa rin niyang mamahalin. Kasi kahit na nasasaktan siya, alam niya na sayo lang siya sasaya."&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/29833232-115797316868000610?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115797316868000610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115797316868000610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115797316868000610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115797316868000610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/muffins-understanding-and-911.html' title='Muffins, Understanding and 9/11'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115788521495428887</id><published>2006-09-10T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T03:46:54.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wag Kang Bibitiw Ha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's Voting Day here in Fortunata! And yes, ako ang boboto for the Iligan family because wala sina Mommy and Daddy (both abroad) and I am technically the legal one to qualify as the replacement. Bweh...! I voted the Democratic Party. Straight yun ah! That's what my Ninang asked me to do naman eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah. Ang saklap ng buhay ko! So many things to do, so many things to worry about... Look! I'm becoming thinner, my face is getting paler and my eyebags are growing larger! And what is the product of all the hard work I've been doing just for the sake of my studies? Nothing! Grr... I told you. Masaklap talaga ang buhay ko. Kung kayo naging ako, ewan ko lang kung makakatagal kayo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough about this drama. I don't think it's wise to be contemplating about the past. It's the present that really matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics of Yael's new song. It's so damn good! Gah. I'm sooo addicted to it. Really! And I just found out that it's one the theme songs of Pedro Penduko. Hindi ngaaaa?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bitiw (Sponge Cola)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bitiw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wag kang bibitiw bigla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wag kang bibitiw bigla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Higpitan lang ang iyong kapit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maglalayag patungong langit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wag kang bibitiw bigla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pikit ang iyong mata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Higpitan lang ang iyong kapit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maglalayag patungong langit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ating tinig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ating tinig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abot langit...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wag kang bibitiw bigla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wag kang bibitiw bigla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Higpitan lang ang iyong kapit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maglalayag patungong langit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wag kang bibitiw bigla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pikit ang iyong mata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Higpitan lang ang iyong kapit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maglalayag patungong langit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heto na tayo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another drool-worthy song... Sigh! Oh, and speaking of songs, have you seen the Mayonnaise's new music video? The one where they do a parody of the most recognized videos of other artists like Hale, Sandwich and Kitchie Nadal among others? Haha! I swear, it's so funny! Lalo na nung ginagaya nila sina Champ and Kitchie. Bwahaha...! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115788521495428887?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115788521495428887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115788521495428887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115788521495428887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115788521495428887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/wag-kang-bibitiw-ha.html' title='Wag Kang Bibitiw Ha!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115776231761412585</id><published>2006-09-09T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:56:43.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="366" alt="Yoon Eun Hye" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/U22006425143948.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't &lt;strong&gt;Yoon Eun Hye&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;Chae Gyung&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so &lt;em&gt;adorably pretty&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In case you don't know what &lt;strong&gt;Goong&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/strong&gt; is all about, here is the Summary taken from &lt;a href="http://wikipedia.og/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; &lt;http:&gt;: Due to a promise between the former king of Korea and an ordinary, strong-willed girl's grandfather, our heroine finds herself betrothed to a seemingly cold-hearted, self-centered crown prince of Korea. How can she marry a guy whom she overheard proposing to another girl! Both unwilling parties agree to the marriage, each with his and her own different motivations for the agreement to marry. Can love bloom under the strain of love rivals and political ambitions? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I heard that the Kapamilya network have managed to get this Korean drama. How sad! GMA is losing all the good Asian dramas! First, &lt;strong&gt;My Girl&lt;/strong&gt; then &lt;strong&gt;It Started with a Kiss&lt;/strong&gt; and now &lt;strong&gt;Goong&lt;/strong&gt;? And I've also heard that &lt;strong&gt;Endless Love 4: Spring Waltz&lt;/strong&gt; is with ABS too! Haaay... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, on the bright side, I watched The Semi-Finals of the US Open for the females this morning. YAY! &lt;strong&gt;Sharapova&lt;/strong&gt; advanced to the Finals! Way to go, girl! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ang kulit ng panaginip ko kanina. Let's just say that it involved my classmates and a steamy bowl of noodles. Hehe...! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Madaling magkamali, mahirap umiwas. Madaling magdesisyon pero minsan mahirap manindigan. At higit sa lahat, madaling sabihin na ayaw mo na pero minsan mahirap tigilan dahil mahal mo pa.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115776231761412585?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115776231761412585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115776231761412585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115776231761412585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115776231761412585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/princess-hours.html' title='Princess Hours'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115771020720062250</id><published>2006-09-08T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T03:10:07.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball... We Rule!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woohoo! &lt;strong&gt;The Godliness Volleyball Team of the Boys and Girls won&lt;/strong&gt;! Whoo! Double win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Next year, sasali na ako ng Volleyball Team kahit na di ako marunong. Habol ko lang yung jersey. Oh, and also the plus whenever the team wins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is so tiring. Imagine, I had to go all the way back to our house this morning just to get a 1/8 illustration board. Wala kami so I just took my English project that is on 1/4 last year and tried to cut it. Har har. Buti na lang at sa likod (the black part of the board) ko ginawa ang project ko. It's even luckier that the teachers had a meeting so we just copied some lecture in our notebooks. We never got to use the illustration board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the play on Social. I really thought that we would royally screw up but in the end, everything turned okay. Our play wasn't the best but not being the worst is good enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina, okay lang yan. You'll soon find your test papers. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRECIOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;There are times that I’m so kulit that you like to put scotchtape na to my mouth. Minsan I’m so isip bata that you like to tie me na to a tree. Pero kahit na you do all that to me, di kita iiwan kasi love kita.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115771020720062250?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115771020720062250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115771020720062250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115771020720062250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115771020720062250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/volleyball-we-rule.html' title='Volleyball... We Rule!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115762177767016520</id><published>2006-09-07T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:36:17.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord of the Volleyball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Omigosh. I can't believe that I have existed all these years without having any clue what &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord of the Flies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is all about. I finally got a chance to read it and I absolutely loved it! The way the book deals with the foundations of our society and that without it, our inner savagery can come to light... It just makes you think, ya know? Sobrang nakakatuwa siya, pwamis. Read this book if you have the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, habang nagprapractice (if you can call it that...) kami sa Social, there was a certain incident involving Volleyball that made me considerably happy. Small lang siya pero ako ang natuwa. Heh. Wala lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head still frickin hurts from that Geometry seatwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Sa buhay, may mga taong dapat ipaglaban at mga taong dapat ipagpaliban. Parang tayo. Ipagpaliban mo man ako, ipaglalaban pa rin kita.&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115762177767016520?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115762177767016520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115762177767016520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115762177767016520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115762177767016520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/lord-of-volleyball.html' title='Lord of the Volleyball'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115753981921181164</id><published>2006-09-06T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T03:50:19.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do The First Day High!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAINY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wears glasses)(have high grades in school except for P.E.)(recite often)(a bookworm)(enjoys studying)(only priority in school is to study)(can understand hard lessons easily)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MVP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(has a high grade in P.E.)(enjoys playing sports)(is physically fit)(rarely has an illness)(has won a sport competition)(includes exercise in their daily routine)(has a perfect body)(active person)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REBEL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you love breaking the rules:)(you are considered to be different by others)(you are independent:)(you think that rules are meant to be broken)(you are strong-willed)(you love doing stuff with your clique)(you hate rules)(you want to be free)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICE GUY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you always/most of the time have assignments)(people say you are friendly and nice)(you love helping people)(you don't like violence)(you are sometimes a teacher's pet)(you rarely break the rules)(you want to have a job that would benefit people a lot)(you are a simple person)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOSSY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(most/some of your clothes have designer labels)(you have a kikay kit)(you always/most of the time want to be prim and proper)(belongs to a rich family)(you hate insects:)(you prefer to eat at fancy restaurants than at fastfood centers)(you love wearing accessories)(you are easily disgusted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree with this? For me, I guess not. We are real people, not some characters from a highschool drama like &lt;em&gt;The O.C.&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/em&gt;. Real people are not supposed to be "labeled" or stererotyped. Do you get what I'm saying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah... Kagigising ko lang. Inaantok pa nga ako eh. Nag-wholeday ako for our Social Presentation pero wala namang nangyari kasi wala yung iba naming ka-groupmates. And then yung iba nag-antayan. Gah! Hindi ako yung official leader but I might as well become one because I'm the one handling the group. And handling the group means more headaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis! Kasi, parang tinatambakan kami ng mga, *ahem*, lecheng assignments ng teachers namin. Baka nga pinilano na nila ito from the very start. At ang lapit na ng Periodical Test! Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Importante ba yung word na "mahal"? Ewan ko lang pero para sakin mas importante ka. Alam mo ba kung bakit? Kasi how can I say "mahal kita" kung wala ka naman?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115753981921181164?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115753981921181164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115753981921181164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115753981921181164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115753981921181164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-first-day-high-brainy-wears.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115745113819234837</id><published>2006-09-05T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:44:54.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you believe in a soulmate? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;soulmate &lt;/strong&gt;is said to be a &lt;strong&gt;twin flame&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;twin soul&lt;/strong&gt; – thought to be the ultimate soulmate, the one and only other half of one's soul for which all souls are driven to find and join. Together, they complete each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't believe in the concept of a soulmate but now, just the mere sound of it makes me so "kilig" after I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just Like Heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in HBO. And the fact that one of my fav actresses (Reese Witherspoon) is in the starring role made me love this movie even more. Heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some good news: (1) I did quite well on my quizzes in Chemistry, Geometry, Computer and Trigonometry! YAY! (2) The Godliness Volleyball Team of the Boys have won against III-Cleanliness! (3) Narinig ko na ang gusto kong marinig (and no, it doesn't concern my nonexistant lovelife. LOL) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Pag nakaramdam ka ng pagmamahal, iappreciate mo. Wag mong balewalain dahil baka magsisi ka na lang isang araw, kung kailan mo pa nakita na siya na nga ang para sayo, hindi na siya sigurado na ikaw pa rin ang para sa kanya.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT!&lt;/strong&gt; Sowi po ah! Iniba ko na ang layout kasi pagod na akong nakikita ang pangit kong mukha sa Header! I've replaced it with my old layout bec of 2 reasons: 1) Bec, it is ORANGE and ORANGE is supposed to be my power color 2)It's inspired by Shakespeare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115745113819234837?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115745113819234837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115745113819234837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115745113819234837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115745113819234837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-like-heaven.html' title='Just Like Heaven'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115737497921540820</id><published>2006-09-04T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T06:02:59.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpt&lt;/strong&gt; from one of my upcoming Naruto stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("Stop it!" Naruto ran swiftly to Itachi, a second tail appearing from behind him. However, Kisame anticipated the attack and instead, was the one who met the feral ninja’s attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto’s fist landed on Kisame’s palm and with a push, he had sent Naruto tumbling and rolling on the ground. After that, Itachi used the &lt;em&gt;Katon: Karyu Endan&lt;/em&gt; jutsu, firing a large flame directly at Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto managed to escape (the Kyuubi IS the ultimate master of fire) as Sakura and Sasuke looked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sakura, I have to help Naruto!" Sasuke said, gazing at the medic desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura looked at Sasuke intensely. "No, Sasuke-kun. You can’t fight Itachi-san now. Not in the state you’re in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Uchiha avenger glared at Sakura murderously. "Oh? And I suppose you can?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As a matter of fact, yes." Sakura answered firmly, rendering Sasuke speechless. "I can defeat Itachi-san and Kisame-san. I have thought that playing a medic on the sidelines would be for the best in this battle, but I suppose it is the time to use my trump card."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trump card? What the hell? She’ll just get herself killed!&lt;/em&gt; thought Sasuke tensely as Haruno Sakura stepped into the battlefield without any hesitation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. This might look serious and all but it will be sooo weird and ridiculous at the end. But that's how jokes go, right? (BTW, the title of this fic is Darna. -winks-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm super duper in love with Baking! I want to make a cake! A cake of love! And I'll give it to my loved ones! Also, I'm finishing up Hamlet. It's quite... interesting. Shakespeare sure has a way with words. I mean, he could just let the main character say "I will take revenge someday" but noooo, he just had to make him say it in the most intricate of words that are honeyed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bake, I read Hamlet... BOOYAH! I'm getting productive with my time! (Though I admit that it is hard to believe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, for the life of me, I still can't learn how to play CHESS! Gah! I mean, pag tinuturuan ako, laging nawawala sa isipan ko yung moves ni ganito and ni ganoon and then... BAM! Waagh... I so hate this! I can already see the headlines now: &lt;em&gt;14-year old girl found dead. Experts claim mental torture from chess the cause.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, when it comes to Chess, only World Champion Gary Kasparov can help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't update this blog as much as I used to. Then again, I don't write stories as much as I used to. I don't know. It's just that things are getting weird lately. I need to prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I'm an Associate Editor (or so they say...) for our school newspaper, I still don't feel it. Ewan ko. Parang mas preferable pa nga sa akin ang mag-publish ng stories under a pseudonym in the internet than have an article written in the newspaper with my name on it. Pero baka ako lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz for Chem tomorrow. Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Dati may nagmahal sa akin. Manhid daw ako at walang pakiramdam. Di ko raw kasi nakita, di ko raw naramdaman. Pero kung manhid ako, bakit mahal kita? Di mo ba alam, di mo ba nakita? Bakit? Manhid ka rin ba?&lt;strong&gt;"&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/29833232-115737497921540820?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115737497921540820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115737497921540820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115737497921540820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115737497921540820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/09/excerpt-from-one-of-my-upcoming-naruto.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115702273054113178</id><published>2006-08-31T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T04:12:10.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Soul Revue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEET SOUL REVUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kesa hajimete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kagami wo miteki ga tsuita no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anata ni koi shiteru no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anata ni koi shiteru no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omekashi shite doko e yuku no?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so anata ni ai ni yuku no yo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby machi wa itsumo parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby dakara tsuite iko yo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo no naka ni wa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;catchy ga ippai aru yo ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dakishimetai ureshikute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoho hozuri shitakunaru desho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora revue ga hajimaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora okurenaide ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora revue ga hajimaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora wasurenaide ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tabun kyo wa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watashi wo miteki ga tsuku hazu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anata mo koi shiterutte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watashi ni koi shiterutte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;terebi de mita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;furui eiga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;musical no &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;revue mitai ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby machi wa itsumo parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby hora ne kikoeru desho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo no naka ni wa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lucky ga &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ippai aru yo ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuchizuketai ureshikute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoho hozurishitakunaru desho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora revue ga hajimaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora okurenaide ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora revue ga hajimaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora wasurenaide ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo no naka ni wa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;catchy ga &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ippai aru hazu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kami-sama &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;parade ni &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ame nante furasenaide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo no naka ni &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lucky mo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zenzen nakutemo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anata to nara ureshikute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoho hozuri shitakunaru desho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hozuri shitakunaru desho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora revue ga hajimaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora okurenaide ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora revue ga hajimaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hora wasurenaide ne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waagh! I'm addicted to &lt;strong&gt;BLEACH&lt;/strong&gt;! Someone please stop meeeee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115702273054113178?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115702273054113178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115702273054113178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115702273054113178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115702273054113178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/sweet-soul-revue.html' title='Sweet Soul Revue'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115684604541062469</id><published>2006-08-29T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T03:07:25.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOo-hOo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nakapagtataka&lt;/strong&gt; (SpongeCola's Version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walang tigil ang gulo sa aking pag-iisip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mula ng tayo’y nagpasyang maghiwalay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nagpaalam pagkat hindi tayo bagay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nakapagtataka, ooh-wooh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kung bakit ganito ang aking kapalaran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;di ba ilang ulit ka ng nagpaalam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nakapagtataka, nakapagtataka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[refrain]Hindi ka ba napapagod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o di kaya nagsasawasa ating mga tampuhan walang hanggang katapusan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;napahid na’ng mga luha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damdamin at puso’y tigang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala ng maibubuga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala na akong maramdaman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kung tunay tayong nagmamahalan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ba’t di tayo magkasunduan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walang tigil ang ulan at nasaan ang araw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;napa’no na’ng pag-ibig sa isa’t-isa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala na bang nananatiling pag-asa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nakapagtataka, saan na napunta?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[repeat refrain]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is &lt;strong&gt;teh bomb&lt;/strong&gt;. And with Yael's amazing vocal prowess, this song just rocked out more. I so heart it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. Can you believe it? Of all people, I just had to be the one to conduct the Philippine National Anthem today. Grr... And here I was jut minding my own business when they go and call me "Sarah! Kelangan ikaw ang mag-beat!" (Hm, I guess I should hide in the CR again tomorrow before the bell rings just in case!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting to like Math na. Haha. Ewan, basta nagegets ko na siya. Wahahaha. Basta. Yun na yun. MU na kami ni Math. Sinagot na niya ako sa wakas! (Oh yeees!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, it's like Garcia and some unknown others got into trouble and Mrs. Javaluyas didn't like it. I don't know. She forbid the students who know about this cetain "incident" from ever telling it to us. Whoa. Sounds pretty serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And because Columna's absent, the seat beside me was empty. Tumabi sa akin si Steven. Waagh! Ang daldal niya! Ang daming kwento ever! Ang hirap hindi na rin dumaldal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I wrote the next chapter of the Princess Chronicles. I'm gonna post it later in Fanfiction.Net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralala! I'm in "sugar-high-bodrering-on-delusional-mode" today! But who the heck cares? And who the heck wants to know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115684604541062469?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115684604541062469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115684604541062469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115684604541062469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115684604541062469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/woo-hoo.html' title='WOo-hOo!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115650333314067696</id><published>2006-08-25T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T03:55:33.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really think that you're blind for liking someone like me. Someone please knock some sense into this poor guy's head.&lt;/em&gt; -I just wanted to post this one before my actual update. Yeah, this just came to me while I was typing. Kat, alam mo kung sino ang tinutukoy dito no? Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it's over! Yes, folks. Linggo ng Wika is finally, FINALLY over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in fairness, the juniors did well in their performance. Our dance presentation is the Swing. At first, I thought that we would royally screw up, but as it turns out, everything went smoothly according to plan. Heh. And I got to dance without making a fool of myself in HIGH HEELS. As in 2 1/2 inches (or so I think). I know it made me look TALL but I couldn't move PROPERLY without being CONSCIOUS of myself. Well, it managed to pull it off though. (And what a miracle, LOLZ!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super kilig kanina in the musical play. I was giggling like a schoolgirl (Well, I am still technically a schoolgirl but just pretend that you catch my drift)! The actors were great, but the sound system just made their performance... not presentable (I blame it sa kakuriputan ng Regis). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. I know that I haven't updated in ages. No, I'm not stuck under a rock and living primitively again. I just decided to prioritize on some things. Er, right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you can, try to read the manga or watch &lt;strong&gt;Eyeshield 21&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;BLEACH&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Hikaru no Go&lt;/strong&gt;! These three titles are addicting! Go now! Do what you must! Seach the whole internet if needed! Don't lose time! GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115650333314067696?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115650333314067696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115650333314067696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115650333314067696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115650333314067696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-really-think-that-youre-blind-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115581067586651718</id><published>2006-08-17T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T03:31:15.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Kyut Ko!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Ang cute mo talaga!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...? WTF..! Bakit halos lahat ng tao today sinasabi sa akin to? Ewan ko, pero lagi nilang sinasabi to and I my response is only "Uhm, okaaaay..." Teka, baka naman may nakain silang contaminated food kaya nasabi nila ang bagay na yun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Things are REALLY getting busy. Ang section namin ang kelangan mag-sacrifice para maging maganda ang sayaw namin. Sobra talagang hectic schedule ko. 4 Quizzes tomorrow, practice for Linggo ng Wika tsaka practice for my report in Values na rin. My only consolation is the suspension of classes on Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero in fairness, ang saya-saya ng sumasayaw! Ang sarap kumembot then mag-twirl tapos magpopose complete with flashing a blinding smile. Meron pa nga dung dance move na tinawag namin ni Francis na "Sheenanegan." Yeah baby yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. People I don't know know me and minsan, I don't even know why. Ang weird lang. Kasi, you just walk by and then someone asks, "Excuse me, ikaw ba si ganyan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really happy. I was included in the Achievers, meaning that kasama na ako sa mga walang line of seven. Good! I'm so relieved. Akala ko talaga bagsak ako sa Geometry. I'm Top 5.5, tie with Leuric. Hehe. Ang weird pa nga nito ay magkatabi kami so maybe pag katabi ko siya, pwede pa kami magtulungan. Har har!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aah~ Babawi na lang ako next grading! It's not the end of the world yet! Go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115581067586651718?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115581067586651718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115581067586651718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115581067586651718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115581067586651718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/ang-kyut-ko.html' title='Ang Kyut Ko!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115572397192313807</id><published>2006-08-16T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T03:26:11.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Belated) Bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Belated Bday Daddy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we sometimes fight and even though we sometimes have silly little arguments, you know that deep down, I love you very much! Deep, deep down! Joke! Hehe! I labs you talaga Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to post this much, much earlier but my intenet was getting all grouchy so I cannot connect properly to Blogger yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I haven't updated in a while. Whoo! But my life is going in the right direction again. Har har. I'm just so busy these days. Homework coming right after one another, reports, surprise quizzes and practice for Linggo ng Wika is just so tiring! And I'm getting a tutor in Math. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik na adik na ako sa mga Japanese songs! I really love Sunrise Train and Omakage. Actually, love ko lahat! I'm so addicted, in fact, that I got the lyrics of the Japanese songs and started singing! Kahit kapatid ko rin naadik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kanina, while I was in MTF, bibili sana ako ng magazine and then this Korean girl approached me and said something... Korean. Of course, being a Filipino through and through, I just stared at her blankly. We were staring at each other for a few seconds until she asked: "Do you speak Korean?" Surprised, I shook my head vehemently saying "No! No! I don't even understand Korean!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How weird! I don't even look Chinese. Maybe my other sister, Jovelle, can be mistaken as a Chinese/Korean/Japanese because she has chinky eyes and has a yellowish complexion. But me? Heck no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. I'm running out of time na. Kelangan ko na mag-dinner (we eat early). Babush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115572397192313807?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115572397192313807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115572397192313807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115572397192313807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115572397192313807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-belated-bday.html' title='Happy (Belated) Bday!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115521134255215007</id><published>2006-08-10T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T05:02:22.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Inner Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your true colour is orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful colour that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanour. Energetic and fun-loving, you're a real friend-magnet. Your easy charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet and get to know better. Well-rounded and fun to be around, you enjoy helping others, so it's no surprise that orange also symbolises attraction. Orange is an extraordinary colour -- for an extraordinary person.&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/29833232-115521134255215007?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115521134255215007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115521134255215007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115521134255215007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115521134255215007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-inner-color_10.html' title='My Inner Color'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115512323820622518</id><published>2006-08-09T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T04:33:58.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yu-Gi-Oh! Deck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Yu-Gi-Oh Card Deck: (Fairy/Spellcaster)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Monster Cards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing Fairy&lt;br /&gt;Dark Magician&lt;br /&gt;Dark Magician Girl&lt;br /&gt;Dark Magician of Chaos&lt;br /&gt;Dark Witch&lt;br /&gt;Fire Princess&lt;br /&gt;Fire Sorcerer&lt;br /&gt;Guardian Angel Joan&lt;br /&gt;Hysteric Fairy&lt;br /&gt;Lady Assailant of Flames&lt;br /&gt;Magician's Valkyria&lt;br /&gt;Magician of Faith&lt;br /&gt;Marie the Fallen One&lt;br /&gt;Mask of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Wingweaver &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spell Cards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Book of Moon&lt;br /&gt;Change of Heart&lt;br /&gt;Double Spell&lt;br /&gt;Fairy Meteor Crash&lt;br /&gt;Graceful Charity&lt;br /&gt;Magic Formula&lt;br /&gt;Mask of Dispel&lt;br /&gt;Mask of the Accursed&lt;br /&gt;Monster Reborn&lt;br /&gt;Scapegoat&lt;br /&gt;Shooting Star Bow - Ceal&lt;br /&gt;Swords of Revealing Light&lt;br /&gt;Tribute Doll&lt;br /&gt;United We Stand&lt;br /&gt;Wave-Motion Cannon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Trap Cards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Astral Barrier&lt;br /&gt;Blast Held by a Tribute&lt;br /&gt;Blast with Chain&lt;br /&gt;Exhausting Spell&lt;br /&gt;Magic Cylinder&lt;br /&gt;Mask of Weakness&lt;br /&gt;Mirror Force&lt;br /&gt;Mispolymerization&lt;br /&gt;Spell Shield Type-8&lt;br /&gt;Spirit Barrier&lt;br /&gt;The Spell Absorbing Life&lt;br /&gt;Time Seal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I feel a whole lot better now. I'm thinking of getting a good tutor for Math. Unlike others, I recognize my weakness and know when I need help. I'll try to make it up in the 2nd Grading. Go Sarah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115512323820622518?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115512323820622518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115512323820622518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115512323820622518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115512323820622518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/yu-gi-oh-deck.html' title='Yu-Gi-Oh! Deck'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115494996841701632</id><published>2006-08-07T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T04:26:08.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stupid. I'm such an idiot. I really hate myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm grade-conscious. All I want is to have decent grades, keep my head up and pass my highschool years with a clean record. That's all I ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotten LOW scores in my Periodical Tests in Chemistry, Geometry and maybe even Trigonometry. Simply put, I'm FAILING. The possibility of me getting a seventy in Geometry is 50-50. And no Achiever can have a 70 in his/her card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't have anything in life. You'll either get something better... or something worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, my life just took a 360 degree turn for the worst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are they going to say? What are my parents going to say? What will my family say? What will my teachers say? What will my friends say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not good enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That maybe I'm just too stupid to comprehend all these things being taught to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe they're right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big failure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling. I hate wallowing in self-pity but I'm in deep trouble now. I want to cry. Something inside me wants to snap. The urge to scream and shout how I hate myself for being so damn stupid is getting very tempting. I'm trying my best. I really am. But is it my fault that I'm not born as some kind of hotshot Math genius???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that soothes my soul right now is the thought of God. I sometimes feel like I can't go on but eveytime I feel down, I just read the Bible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that feeling of relaxation is only for a fleeting moment and I'll suddenly jolt back into Earth and tell myself, "Oh yeah. I still have this big problem."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of tests. This is a test of inner strength, faith and perseverance. A test to determine if I'll give up or keep on pushing forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to fail in this test too. I do not want to fail God. So I'll have to choose the last option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm giving it eveything I can. That's why I'm still smiling even though I'm hurting inside. That's why I'm being positive, believing that in the future lies a bigger and much brighter possibility for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's what I'm always thinking. That's how a fool's mind works. Yes, I'm a fool. But I'm an optimistic fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sorry for dumping all this trash here in my bloggie. It's just that... Well, writing all of this stuff makes me feel a whole lot better. Weird, I know. Still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115494996841701632?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115494996841701632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115494996841701632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115494996841701632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115494996841701632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/stupid.html' title='Stupid'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115443140060729114</id><published>2006-08-01T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T04:23:20.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Day is Like, So-so...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so relieved that this day is finally over. It's not a bad day but I'm getting really anxious about my test results in Geometry. I don't know. Alam kong tama ang sagot ko with all the solution and checking churva pero sabi sa akin ni Pearl mali daw yung sagot ko. I'm so nervous! Ewan, ewan, ewan. Bahala na Siya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumagawa rin ako ng story. It's about how the III-Godliness Gang would find food in the Paleolithic Age. Heh. Wala lang. Trip lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it me or is life trying to play a cruel joke on me??? I mean, kanina there were a lot of coincidences involving &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so... Ah, whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kat got quite emotional today. Ewan ko kung bakit siya umiyak. Maganda naman ang grades niya, unlike me who is super bobo in Math. And yung iniiyakan niya, yung 78% lang na activity niya sa Computer. E di ba niya alam na makakabawi naman siya sa mga previous activities tsaka sa Periodical Test? Hindi naman siya lost cause katulad ko na walang project sa Math kaya instant 70. At di lang yun, ang baba ko pa sa Quizzes tapos di pa ako nagrerecite. There's no shame in having a grade like that because in the end, mataas naman ang percentage niya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle's classmate is gonna burn a CD for me! Oh yes! Hehe...! Lahat ng mga favorite Japanese songs ko mabuburn and I'm so happy. Well, I might download those songs myself if only the computer doesn't have such a crappy internet speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Shige-kun? Where are you now? I really need you... Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115443140060729114?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115443140060729114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115443140060729114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115443140060729114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115443140060729114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-day-is-like-so-so.html' title='This Day is Like, So-so...!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115434601180747845</id><published>2006-07-31T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T04:40:11.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaze No You Ni Jiyuu ~free as the wind~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaze No You Ni Jiyuu ~free as the wind~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watashi wa yume no nakade anata ni atte imasu feel me&lt;br /&gt;tomodachi no koto ni naru to tokuige ni hanasu anata ga suki&lt;br /&gt;Shitto suru jibun no koto wa donna fuu ni utsutte iru no ? demo&lt;br /&gt;aoi honoo wa akai honoo yori zutto ondo ga takai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawaita mizuumi ni amamizu ga shimikonde yuku you ni&lt;br /&gt;kokoro no naka wo tabi shiyou mokutekichi wa kitto aru...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Onaji jidai ni meguriaeta no&lt;br /&gt;kaze no you ni jiyuu (free as the wind)&lt;br /&gt;sonna futari ni shinu made ni nareru kana&lt;br /&gt;anata e no kimochi wa uchuu no PAWA-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anata no ude no nakade watashi wa yotte imasu with you&lt;br /&gt;itsumade mo zutto isshoni iru koto dake ga ima hoshii mono&lt;br /&gt;Urunda hitomi no oku asu wo shinjite toketeku you na&lt;br /&gt;karada juu no atsui jounetsu to yasashisa ni nemuritai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitomeau koto yurushiau koto&lt;br /&gt;kaze no you ni jiyuu (free as the wind)&lt;br /&gt;sonna kimochi de ikiru koto dekiru yo ne&lt;br /&gt;anata kara moratta mugen no PAWA-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115434601180747845?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115434601180747845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115434601180747845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115434601180747845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115434601180747845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/kaze-no-you-ni-jiyuu-free-as-wind.html' title='Kaze No You Ni Jiyuu ~free as the wind~'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115434583992544009</id><published>2006-07-30T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T04:37:19.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grabeeeeh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so depressed. Really depressed. I need some chocolate. I might fail in Geometry! *whimpers* I can't stand it! I might not make it to the Top 5! I'm so stupid! Oh my gosh... I sooo hate this! My only chance to get my grades up in that subject is the Periodical Test which I'm not sure if I'm gonna pass. All my quizzes and seatworks... They're gone! Waagh! I don't know where it is and because I don't have them, I can't compile them. And because I can't compile them, I have no project. And because I have no project, I might just as well kiss my chance of making it into the Top 5 goodbye... Huhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stay happy? How the hell do I manage to even dance and sing in the morning? Is this all an act to cover up for my depression?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm FAILING...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but I'm not doing anything about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... why???....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm an optimistic person, a master of rebound. I can do this. I have faith in Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115434583992544009?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115434583992544009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115434583992544009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115434583992544009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115434583992544009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/failure_30.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115416831797168200</id><published>2006-07-29T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:08:54.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... ?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wait, teka lang po! Nandito ang cousins ko. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo sorry for not updating lately! I did not buy an internet card until only a while ago, when I made my sister promise me (read: force) that she’ll buy me an internet card. And buy an internet card she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Valenzuela yesterday! Yahoo! Happy birthday Jedykins! One year old ka na! Haha! I feel ashamed for not giving you a bday present, especially because I’m your ninang! I’ll make it up to you in the future! And Kuya Arwyn, what you did for your little bro was extremely sweet of you. Shucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well. There's a lot of things to do now that we are nearing the First Periodical Test. And could you believe that I actually did homework before going to the internet? Wow! Isn't it a miracle???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a little sick. Yes, I caught a cold. And more than ever, I look more tired and sleepless and like a ghostie-whostie Sadako wannabe. Feh. I hate getting colds. My voice becomes huskier and I end up blowing GALLONS of sticky fluid from my nose. Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is addicting. But I'm currently in love with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! The main heroine is sooo funny and bubbly while the guy is kinda an Ice Prince... Well, no wonder since he is the Prince of Korea after all! Haha! I want to buy a DVD of it! Even the pirated version would do! Gah, if only I have the money. (I have some but I'm saving money for reasons even I don't know.)Well, I guess I'll have to settle with reading the summary of it some... where. Um, yes. And I'll pay my Mommy Astrid to burn me a CD with the list of my all-time fav Japanese songs. Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't you just hate it when authors from &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net"&gt;Fanfiction.Net&lt;/a&gt; confuse "your" with "you're?" And here they are calling themselves writers. Yeah, riiiiight... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115416831797168200?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115416831797168200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115416831797168200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115416831797168200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115416831797168200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='... ?!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115391107927487726</id><published>2006-07-26T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T03:51:19.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Starry Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wished one starry Sunday night for us to not have any classes on Monday. My wish has been granted. I wished one starry Monday night for us to not have any classes on Tuesday. My wish has been granted. I wished one starry Tuesday night for us to not have any classes on Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe God figured that I was taking advantage of His kindness that's why classes started today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well. Ayun. Nag-wholeday kami para magpractice sa bahay ni Kat. Ang saya. Pero parang di kami talaga nag-practice. Naglaro lang kami eh. Naglaro kami ng Truth or Consequence. Hehe! Actually, masaya ako kasi hindi ako masyadong pinagtritripan ng mga classmates ko. Si Pearl ang kawawa kasi binomba siya ng mga tanong tungkol sa kanyang lovelife. Tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, ang tagal bago ako nakauwi! Imagine, we left Kat's house at 4:30 tapos dumating ako sa bahay 6:00! And it's all becasue they're repairing the road! Gooooosh! I barely managed to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yakitate! Japan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Shigeru... I miss you na! I miss you and your awesome pink hair, er, intelligence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I finally got the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yakitate! Japan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soundtrack. Waagh! I am addicted to the song &lt;strong&gt;Chiisana Uta&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt;. All the other songs are good too. The other song I am recently loving right now is &lt;strong&gt;Loop&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Maaya Sakamoto&lt;/strong&gt;. It's not from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yakitate! Japan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but rather, from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Gah! Am I really obssessed with Japanese songs?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115391107927487726?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115391107927487726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115391107927487726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115391107927487726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115391107927487726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-starry-night.html' title='One Starry Night...'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115372415530819376</id><published>2006-07-24T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:55:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Have Sore Eyes and Cold Desu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No classes today because of harsh weather conditions. GMA must be deliriously happy today because there'll be no one who would dare rally when she's doing her SONA because of the weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paggising ko, nangangati na yung left eye ko. Pagtingin ko sa salamin, I was like "whaaaaatebayo???!" because I have a sore left eye! But not sore-sore eyes. Just red sore-like eyes. Come to think of it, I never had sore eyes. Just sore-y eyes. Yeah. And I keep on sneezing! Yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I watched the Asian version of "Breaking Free," I was majorly disappointed. Ewan, basta. The only thing I liked in the video was the collaboration of different artists from different countries and Nikki Gil's shiny hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nakuha na namin ang padala ni Mommy! YAY! She sent us the portable DVD player, depite our protests na wag na lang. Hmm, guess I'll have to learn how to operate that one, ne? And she also sent me that smexy perfume by Yver Roches. It's called "Commo Une EVIDENCE." I love the smell pero ayaw ni Jovelle. We have different tastes in perfumes it seems. She commented that I would reek eveytime I'll use the said perfume. I told her to mind her own business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's this? Pinadala rin kami ni Mommy ng tig-1000 each! OMG! Napakadami na nitong biyaya! At ang 1000 pesos ko...Naku, delikado. I am all too aware of my "spending habits" at alam kong kung meron akong hawak ng pera at nasa kahit anong lugar na mayroon akong mapagbibilhan... Patay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks Mommy! Labyu very muchie! Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115372415530819376?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115372415530819376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115372415530819376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115372415530819376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115372415530819376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-do-i-have-sore-eyes-and-cold-desu.html' title='Why Do I Have Sore Eyes and Cold Desu?'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115364549945709241</id><published>2006-07-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T02:33:03.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout... Huzzah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look and watch as your retinas burn. I have a new layout. Featuring ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Dapat mas maganda pa dito ang layout with the line thingy pero tinamad ako so I just left it at that. I hate doing such hard work. Harhar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a blog is fun but sometimes when I blog-hop and see other people's works, it makes me envious. Nagiistrike ang inferiority complex ko. The same is true for writings stories in &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net"&gt;Fanfiction.Net&lt;/a&gt; . Ang daming magaling na writers. Why am I feeling this way? This is bad right? Pero di ko mapigilan! Aaagh!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina sa prusisyon, biglang umambon. We didn't mind it pero biglang naging HEAVY rainfall. I hate it when it rains and my feet get wet. Nakasandal lang kasi ako eh. Dapat pala nag-rubber na lang ako. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://lottiegurl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Lotlot &lt;/a&gt;tagged me. Hmm.. The instructions are as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. The tagged victim has to come up with eight different descriptions of their perfect lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. He/she needs to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. He/she must tag 8 or more people to join this game and leave a comment on their respective sitesannouncing that they have been tagged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. If tagged for 2nd time, there is no need to post again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Honest- Obivously! If the guy isn't going to be honest, how can a relationship work?&lt;br /&gt;Understanding- I have my shortcomings too kaya I want my perfect man to accept that and still love me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet- Every girl dreams of someone like this. Haha! Kahit na corny...&lt;br /&gt;Has a sense of humor- Mahirap kausapin ang taong pesimistic and gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;Taller than me- Syempre paaa! Ang sagwa naman kung mas matangkd ang babae no!&lt;br /&gt;Can play an instrument- Preferably the guitar. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;God-fearing- An absolute MUST. Di pwede mawala ang trait na ito.&lt;br /&gt;I love him- Kung nasa kanya nga ang mga qualities na ito pero di ko naman siya mahal, wala rin right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will tag... everyone who reads this post. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabeh... I can't imagine myself having a boyfriend though. Nyahaha! That will be too damn weird. People all over the world will think "OMG! Hell has frozen over!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I NEED him. NOW. Shigeru, save me from the clutches of evil also known as The Periodical Exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forget, I would like to say that Lolo Doy already passed away. He lived a fruitful life here on earth and may his soul rest in peace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115364549945709241?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115364549945709241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115364549945709241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115364549945709241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115364549945709241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-layout-huzzah.html' title='New Layout... Huzzah'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115356824631225074</id><published>2006-07-22T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T04:37:26.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LDW VS. My Shige-kun!</title><content type='html'>Lee Dong Wook is here? In the Philippines?! OMG WTFBBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Let's not get carried away here. Sure he's cute, tall, has very dreamy eyes, gorgeous hair and a nice smile... but... is he a match for my Kanmuri Shige-kun? Shige-kun has pink hair, can cook and bake, can speak a lot of different languages , is a Harvard graduate at the tender age of 16 and just so adorably cute! What can you say about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm working out a on new layout featuring me, SARAH! Haha, wala lang. Ginagaya ko lang si Kuzco (of The emperor's New Groove fame) na may pagkanarcisstic. Pero mahirap kasi di ko na idadownload sa ibang mga sites yung layout ko. I just don't understand HTML chuvaness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Wala pa rin sina Nanay. Nasa Pampanga sila eh. Nakakapanibago pag wala sila. I miss them already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May nagtanong sa akin nung Thursday ng isang tanong. One simple quetion. Di ko alam kung ijojoke ko yung aking sagot then laugh maniacally sabay flip sa hair. Kaya lang sineryoso ko yung sagot ko. Sayang. Dapat pala ay tinodo-joke ko para di ako nababagabag ngayon. Para sana, na-annoy na sa siya sa akin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115356824631225074?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115356824631225074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115356824631225074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115356824631225074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115356824631225074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/ldw-vs-my-shige-kun.html' title='LDW VS. My Shige-kun!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115347834215245306</id><published>2006-07-21T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T03:39:02.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hala! Wag ganun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hala! Wag ganun!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha! Bagong quote ng III-Godliness. Actually, it all started with Christine O'Neal, ang American transfer student namin from Hawaii. Yun yung favorite niyang tagalog phrase and she often uses it in conversations when she has the chance. Yung mga boys, dahil nga pasaway, tried to mock her by copying that phrase and before we knew it, lahat kami ay lagi nang sinasabi ang phrase na ito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina ay pumunta kami sa laboratory. We copied our lecture #5 while Group 2(who were the assigned cleaners for this week) cleaned the classroom. Pagkatapos nun, sa English, pagdrawing ng part of nature that we want to communicate with ang naging quiz namin that is worth 30 points. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Social, because Pearl and Ernest already returned, I thought na magiging kulelat na kami kahit na kami ang nanalo sa group activity yesterday. Expect the unexpected ika nga because we still won! Dapat nga ay instead na 19 points lang kami, dapat ay 21 kaya lang, di nagustuhan ni Sir Albes yung handwriting ni Trisha. Demanding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasiyahan ako nung Filipino, when nasa likod nanaman si Steven (Pardo) katabi si Darryl (Sydeco). Pagakatapos ko gawin yung draft sa sulating sanaysay, nag-usap kaming tatlo tungkol sa mga games. Nagsimula sa Resident Evil tapos Silent Hill tapos sa XIII and ang dami pang mga games chuvaness. Pinagusapan din namin yung mga consoles na maganda. Sinama pa nga namin si G. Solano (the student-teacher) sa usapan namin eh! Sinabi pa nga niya saming tawagin na lang namin siyang "Kuya" para feeling close. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Geometry. Um... Next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunod ay PEHM. Wah, katuwa. May audition kasi sa school newspaper namin, ang Lyceean, kaya di kami naka-arrive nina Kat at Ernest on time. Pero okie lang naman kasi nagpaalam namin kami kay Ma'am Marquez. So yun. After that, ginawa namin yung art namin na stained glass. Ang tagal ko nga lang pero at least, naka-8 out of 10 points naman ako. After that, sumayaw na kami. Gustong-gusto ko talaga ang Don Romantiko!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, ang dami ko na palang na-type! Baka madelete nanaman tulad ng kahapon... Hala! wag ganun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115347834215245306?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115347834215245306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115347834215245306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115347834215245306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115347834215245306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/hala-wag-ganun.html' title='Hala! Wag ganun!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115339755568341572</id><published>2006-07-20T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T03:20:45.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Got Deleted!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I spent almost FIFTEEN freaking minutes typing my original post and when I was trying to connect to the internet...BOOM! It all vanished and got deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sooooo annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing keeping me sane are the delicious Chips Delight cookies I am currently eating. *greedily stuffs a mouthful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-type ako about my friend's problem with her lovelife, my relief na di na ako kasama sa Student Council, my life as a 3rd yead student, ang aking frustrations sa pagiging amateur writer, the laugh trips I shared with my pazaway classmates for the past few days and a few other things inserted in between. May mga quotes-quotes pa nga akong nalalaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long post twice as long as this one. Tamad na akong magsulat pa so I'll just post these uber-kawaii 100x100 icons of my new labidabs... Kanmuri Shigeru! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/918085.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/9180852.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/9180853.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/9180854.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b344/Sarah_KYUT/9180855.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115339755568341572?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115339755568341572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115339755568341572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115339755568341572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115339755568341572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-got-deleted.html' title='It Got Deleted!!!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115321864282972569</id><published>2006-07-18T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T03:30:42.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eeep! I'm so sleepy. Haha. 75% of my brain is already sleepy so forgive me for this yet again senseless and stupid post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between getting DSL or a new cellphone, I choose the former. Why? Because I'm not a ma-cellphone person. Really! 300 pesos load can last a whole month with me, something that my friends find amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our test in Trigonometry. I think I'll pass. Sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to write my own poems. Usually, writing one would take me about 10 minutes. In our Chemistry subject a while ago, instead of listening to Mrs. Javaluyas, I was making 2 poems. The first one's title is "Nightmare of Nightmares" while the other one is "Breaking Free." It's not that good, considering that I made it on a whim. Add to that the fact that I was arguing with Luzon while writing my poem while listening to Mrs. Javaluyas while revising my draft in English and you've got multi-tasking like whoa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the poem "Breaking Free" was based on the song "Breaking Free" (obviously!) from High School Musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Eyes Peas and The Pussycat Dolls would perform back to back on Araneta next week and I'm depressed that I can't go and watch. Well, that's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Shigeru! I love you!!! Kyaaa!*&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/29833232-115321864282972569?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115321864282972569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115321864282972569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115321864282972569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115321864282972569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-day_18.html' title='It&apos;s The Day'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115312800133603311</id><published>2006-07-17T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T02:20:01.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Been looking For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I've Been Looking For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Ryan:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I couldn't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Together:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were always there beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I was alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With no one to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you were always right beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Sharpay:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This feeling's like no other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Together:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never had someone that knows me like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never had somone as good for me as you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no one like you&lt;br /&gt;So lonely before I finally found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what I've been looking for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Sharpay:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So good to be seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So good to be heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Together:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't have to say a word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Ryan:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For so long I was lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So good to be found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Together:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm loving having you around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Ryan:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This feeling's like no other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Together:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never had someone that knows me like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never had someone as good for me as you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So lonely before, I finally found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what I've been looking for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Together:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doo Doo DooDoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doo Doo DooDooDo Do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woa-ah-ah-oh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, a useless post I know. I'm still fascinated with the number of people who are reviewing my story in Fanfiction.Net. Oo nga pala, Happy Birthday Angel! Aylabshu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115312800133603311?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115312800133603311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115312800133603311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115312800133603311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115312800133603311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-ive-been-looking-for.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been looking For'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115287386315424582</id><published>2006-07-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T03:44:23.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ngik! Ngayon lang ako nakapag-establish ng connection! I was trying oh-so-hard yesterday but my computer kept on playing dead. Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay! Medyo OK rin naman ang araw na ito. Akalain ninyo ba naman, 30/30 sa Trigo. Nice. Pero ang masaklap sa lahat... drum roll please... Geometry! Akala ko makukuha ko na pero nagkamali ako! I'm super depressed. I may fail in this subject. Wag naman po sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lumalawak na rin ang family ko! Kambal ko si Kat, mommy ko si Astrid, tita ko sa Ate Angeli, pinsan ko sina Karisha't VC, cousin-cousin ko si Malic tapos ninong ko pa si Acosta! Haha! Family zoo? Pwedeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Want to know if the boy you like likes you back? Offer him two cupcakes and ask him to pick one. If he chooses to get the one with less icing, then that means that he likes you!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend of mine shared this story to me. Ewan ko nga lang kung totoo. Want to test it out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115287386315424582?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115287386315424582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115287386315424582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115287386315424582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115287386315424582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115267375411479025</id><published>2006-07-12T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:09:14.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Classes! BooyaH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh lookie, class is suspended! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero bad trip kasi 10:00 pa kami pinalabas. At dahil nga sa weather conditions tsaka sa school's note to parent na maaga kaming lalabas, di kami pwedeng gumala. That means no going to Mall of Asia. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, wala kaming test sa Geometry! (But it'll be moved tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga pala. Kanina ay nag-arrive ako sa school ng mga 5:20. Wala pang katao-tao maliban na lang kay Mang Guard! First time yon in hsitory ah! Super dilim and nung kinukuha ko na yung gamit ko sa locker, wala akong makita. Takot na takot na ako pero I have no choice but to stay inside the classroom. After about 10 minutes, dumating si Vince Cruz! Grabe, baka nayakap ko na yun kung di lang siya lalaki. Tapos nagsulputan na ang iba. I was so relieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, sa Monday ba tayo manonoood ng &lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&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/29833232-115267375411479025?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115267375411479025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115267375411479025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115267375411479025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115267375411479025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-classes-booyah.html' title='No Classes! BooyaH!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115261491043663096</id><published>2006-07-11T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T03:48:30.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kung ang pera ay di nanggaling sa tree, bakit ang mga bangko may branches?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kung according to the law, bawal magdrive ang taong lasing, bakit may parking lot sa mga drinking bars?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I was born to help others, ano naman ang silbi ng others para sa akin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che, you are one crazy girl. Ang daming mga pointless "pilosopong-tasyo" questions ni Che kanina. It made my brain hurt, and at the same time, made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my, ehem, monthly visitor kanina. Buti na lang ay handa ako. Kaya nung sumakit na yung puson ko, alam kong magiging "protected " pa ako for at least 2 hours. Tapos, kelangan ng magpalit. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigonometry is so fun when I have my "bestfriend" Ernest around. Ang kulit niya! At pag may isang "Mikee Lee" ka sa tabi mo, syempre dapat ma-gets mo na ang math. Sana man lang ay walang magalit sa akin diyan. *wink* *wink* Kilala mo na ang sarili mo. We're just friends! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung masaya ang Trigo, Geometry naman ang mahirap. For the life of me, I couldn't understand those number relationships and whatchamacallits. Gaagh. It made my eyebags grow larger and wrinkles appear more prominent. On top of that, test pa namin bukas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that isn't enough, mayroon rin kaming quiz sa Chem at ako na ang magrereport tungkol sa Neanderthal Man tomorrow. The heavens must be pulling a fast one on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, &lt;strong&gt;Yuan Xian Rui&lt;/strong&gt; (my Chinese name). You're gonna need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115261491043663096?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115261491043663096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115261491043663096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115261491043663096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115261491043663096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-damn.html' title='Oh damn'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115252123289970773</id><published>2006-07-10T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:47:12.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Crap. After typing this post, my computer went all crazy-crazy with me and decided to freeze. I had to restart and rewrite the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and about some parts of the post I made yesterday, &lt;strong&gt;just please ignore it&lt;/strong&gt;. Again, my brain malfunctioned from thinking overload and I was forced to write stupid things without a good judgement to base it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, do you remember me telling you that I'm currently addicted with the doll fever? Well, I changed my mind. Now it's &lt;a href="http://www2.powerpets.com/"&gt;Power Pets&lt;/a&gt;! I know that &lt;a href="http://neopets.com/"&gt;Neopets &lt;/a&gt;is better but I can't play it, not with my comp's crappy 16.8 kbsp internet speed and all. And there you are! Haha! My pet's a red fox and I named him Blurfie. Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the real world, Kat and I already have our lockers! Yipee! Now we don't have to carry our oversized backpacks like some kind of balikbyan or maglalayas anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I feel infectiously happy today. Parang gusto kong... kumanta! Tralalala! Lalalalaaaaaaa!!! *sounds of windows breaking, vases crushing, and mirrors shattering* Oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115252123289970773?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115252123289970773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115252123289970773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115252123289970773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115252123289970773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/lalala.html' title='Lalala!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115244812005687878</id><published>2006-07-09T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T05:28:40.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talents I Could Never Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sarah is a naughty kid who didn't go to church today and instead went to SM. Tsk, tsk, tsk. A truly bad example to the youth of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've got a good reason! May sakit si Jovelle kaya ayokong pumunta ng mag-isa! At kung bakit ako pumuntang SM, yun ay dahil kelangan kong bumili ng black ink para sa printer. See? I'm not naughty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, kanina ay binukasan ko ang bagong story ko sa &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net/"&gt;Fanfiction.Net&lt;/a&gt; at tuwang-tuwa ako nung nakita ko na first day pa lang pagakatapos ko i-publish ang story ay 9 na ang reviews ko! Yosh! I'll promise to work hard! Fight-o, sarafu-chan! (BTW, sarafu-chan is my user name in Fanfiction.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of addiction, nakakaaddict na rin ang paggawa ng dolls. Haha. Ito ang mga ginawa ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="sarah_KYUT" href="http://www.thedollpalace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="sarah_KYUT" src="http://www.thedollpalace.com/dollmaker/doll-maker-get-doll-10848023.png" width="92" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img height="200" alt="sarah_KYUT" src="http://www.thedollpalace.com/dollmaker/doll-maker-get-doll-10870357.png" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="Create dolls on The Doll Palace doll maker www.thedollpalace.com" href="http://www.thedollpalace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sarah_KYUT" src="http://www.thedollpalace.com/dollmaker/doll-maker-get-doll-10870708.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Create dolls on The Doll Palace doll maker www.thedollpalace.com" href="http://www.thedollpalace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite ko yung last one. Isn't it nice? (Liars go to hell so say that it's the nicest thing you've ever seen. Hehe...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Spell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, featuring Kim Chiu and Gerald Anderson. It was great! Akala ko pangit ang kakalabasan dahil amateur pa lang sina Ate Kim pagdating sa acting but I was proven wrong. Gerald was hot! I woul've liked it even more if Mikee was Ate Kim's partner but he's better off studying in Ateneo. Iskolar ng bayan yan, not showbiz-material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ate Kim, nakakainsecure talaga siya. Idol ko nga siya pero naiinggit naman ako sa kanya. Weird no? Wala lang. Kasi, aside from being pretty and smart, she has a lot of talents. Imagine speaking in 5 different languages. Ang lupit! Ang galing pa niya kumanta at sumayaw. Napakaperfect niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Values Education, we were taught that God gave each of us different talents and that each of us is unique. There is no perfect person in this world, and everyone has weaknesses or flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero talagang naiinis ako sa sarili ko! I feel super inferior, being ordinary without any talents. Nabasa ko sa isang poem ni Shakespeare na when you feel down daw, think of your loved ones. I'm thinking of them, but I still feel kinda useless and without any worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm so damn pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: I want to buy the CD of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;High School Musical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm still stuck in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HSM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fever!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS 2: I ate some garlic bread again! And also some California Maki! I wanna eat some more! Waagh! *bawls*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS 3: Congratulations to my cousin CJ for a successful concert in SM Valenzuela!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115244812005687878?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115244812005687878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115244812005687878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115244812005687878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115244812005687878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/talents-i-could-never-have.html' title='The Talents I Could Never Have'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833232.post-115235087264829709</id><published>2006-07-08T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T02:27:52.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just ate some cookies. Let me tell you, cookies and HOT iced tea just don't mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maalaala Mo Kaya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last night. Heh. Jiro Manio was great. Didn't he play a gay role in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manay Ko Po&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too? I'm sensing a pattern here... Still, after watching him on TV, I knew I was in love. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pero si Yael pa rin ang No. 1!&lt;/span&gt; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, 'maties!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is coming! Olrayt! Me thinks that something will turn Capt. Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) against Will Turner (Orlando Bloom) and that something will involve Elizabeth (Keira Knightley). Pero dahil pulubi ako, baka hindi ko to mapanood sa sine. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, I just watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Aviator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; starring Leonardo DiCaprio. Ngayon ko lang napanood. Haha! But the movie was good! Eveything was perfect-o! I especially liked the inner conflict Leo's character was experiencing all throughout the movie. Frankly speaking, The Aviator is almost as good as &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Titanic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the mega-movie that made Leo a big international star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking like some kind of movie buff hotshot? Just because. Tee hee! That's all for now. Ciao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29833232-115235087264829709?l=princesskyut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/feeds/115235087264829709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29833232&amp;postID=115235087264829709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115235087264829709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29833232/posts/default/115235087264829709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskyut.blogspot.com/2006/07/movie-time.html' title='Movie Time!'/><author><name>ldrm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05962110865190592221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
