<?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-7088469019488837812</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:57:23.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aBbY's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>it is my day to day experiences in life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-3327750732596440396</id><published>2010-03-06T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T04:44:30.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourism and Housekeeping Ed. Tour Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JMLk48hAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dYNEu7Nnncw/s1600-h/DSCN0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JMLk48hAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dYNEu7Nnncw/s320/DSCN0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445498661209146370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Hi! it's not been too long since I've posted a blog so this blog is my continuation to my educational tour. We checked in at the hotel Koresko at around noon we lay down our bags at our own rooms. Each room had 6 occupants (sadly no, girls and guys wasn't allowed to share rooms) cause we availed a double double room that has two double beds but the other was split into half so that there's be 6 occupants. Actually in a room it can occupy 8 people but the thing is their rooms are not big enough &lt;img style="width: 18px; height: 17px;" src="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss302/D0RIT0S/T3h%20smileys/laughing.gif" alt="Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; it just wouldn't fit. After laying our bags we were sent of to the sixth floor to have our lunch. Lunch was just embarassing! not worried because of etiquette and all that but I was much more worried about arriving there because me and my roomies was kinda late arriving there and luckily! it's not only us &lt;img style="width: 26px; height: 26px;" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj46/anisah_huri/sigh.gif" alt="E Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; I was about to TOooo@$# there &lt;img style="width: 20px; height: 18px;" src="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss302/D0RIT0S/T3h%20smileys/laughing.gif" alt="Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Anyway, after lunch we had about an hour and a half to lay low, freshen up and change into our uniforms and wait for the seminar to begin at the same setting (the 6th floor) I could never had imagined that our speaker would be someone who's a homo! &lt;img src="http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp253/tsyuet/16.gif" alt="shocked Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; but I kept it cool though I would never want my collegues to think that I'm a anti-homo (which I'm really not it just shocks the hell out of me). After 3 hrs of talking and talking AND TALKING &lt;img style="width: 27px; height: 27px;" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk182/NGMZero/Animation/ziko-talking.gif" alt="Saying Blahs Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; finally! we had our snacks. Then the continuity of our seminar for about another hour. Then Tour!!! &lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m238/_Angel_Of_Suicide_/Dancing_Chao.gif" alt="Dancing Chaos Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; around the Hotel Koresko there they showed us their diamond suite etc. here are the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JNM1A2eHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q4o9cIZtGc0/s1600-h/DSCN0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JNM1A2eHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q4o9cIZtGc0/s320/DSCN0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445499782228768882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JNdIWv6hI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OCP-_01gE4M/s1600-h/DSCN0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JNdIWv6hI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OCP-_01gE4M/s320/DSCN0467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445500062298794514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the left side is in the living room and on the right is one of the bedrooms in the suite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JMsb9M8UI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kBuVGptRcB0/s1600-h/DSCN0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JMsb9M8UI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kBuVGptRcB0/s320/DSCN0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445499225746764098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JM7w7iKJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/r0JiGzCQHJY/s1600-h/DSCN0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JM7w7iKJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/r0JiGzCQHJY/s320/DSCN0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445499489074948242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the left side is for my Housekeeping class and on the right is for my Tourism class...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-3327750732596440396?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/3327750732596440396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2010/03/tourism-and-housekeeping-ed-tour-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/3327750732596440396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/3327750732596440396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2010/03/tourism-and-housekeeping-ed-tour-part-2.html' title='Tourism and Housekeeping Ed. Tour Part 2'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5JMLk48hAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dYNEu7Nnncw/s72-c/DSCN0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-5099457029512994956</id><published>2010-03-04T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:16:02.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourism and Housekeeping Ed. Tour Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B1paoD-9I/AAAAAAAAANo/y8UYPxOYC2M/s1600-h/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B1paoD-9I/AAAAAAAAANo/y8UYPxOYC2M/s320/DSCN0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444981303873371090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is our itinerary for the whole trip:&lt;br /&gt;Feb. 28&lt;br /&gt;9am : Ostrich Farm&lt;br /&gt;10am : Opol Aviary&lt;br /&gt;11am : Checked-in at Hotel Koresco&lt;br /&gt;12nn : Buffet Lunch&lt;br /&gt;1:30pm  : Housekeeping Seminar&lt;br /&gt;4pm : Snacks&lt;br /&gt;5pm : Picture Taking&lt;br /&gt;5:30 - 6:30 : SM&lt;br /&gt;7pm - 8pm : Buffet Dinner at Koresco&lt;br /&gt;9pm onwards : Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 1&lt;br /&gt;7:30am : Buffet Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;8am : Mapawa Nature Park&lt;br /&gt;9am - 12nn : Zipline &amp;amp; Horseback Riding                                       &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm - 2pm : Buffet Lunch at Lighthouse Restaurant, Gaisano City&lt;br /&gt;3pm - 4pm : Xavier Estates Country Club&lt;br /&gt;5pm - 6:30pm : Lim Ket Kai&lt;br /&gt;7pm - 9pm : Going back to Iligan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun trip and some memories were completely hilarious!!!...when we arrived at the ostrich farm I never thought I would see (not an ostrich 'cause I've already seen one) Ma'am Daisy who's SCARED STIFF STRICT went all CHILDISH!!! it was completely hilarious!&lt;img src="http://i586.photobucket.com/albums/ss302/D0RIT0S/T3h%20smileys/laughing.gif" alt="Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; I mean a 25-year old adult went jumping and running around the farm not mentioning w/ the ostrich. It was definitely something to watch. Also on the road our tour guide was was all explaining while I was just right beside her sitting (she was standing up by the way)then the bus went to a stop so! what do you think happened next? EXACTLY! she fell right at ME! not mentioning SHE'S FAT! after that we checked in at the Koresko Hotel where President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo stayed when she had the famous white water rafting at CDO ( which where I had had my fieldtrip in Bio I'll blog about it soon!...maybe next in this series blog of the Ed. Tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B2UnwlS8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ert35bsJwFg/s1600-h/DSCN0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B2UnwlS8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ert35bsJwFg/s320/DSCN0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444982046133144514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B2q16y4DI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yDYWjzUqMJw/s1600-h/DSCN0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B2q16y4DI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yDYWjzUqMJw/s320/DSCN0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444982427891195954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you at the next blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-5099457029512994956?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/5099457029512994956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2010/03/tourism-and-housekeeping-ed-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/5099457029512994956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/5099457029512994956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2010/03/tourism-and-housekeeping-ed-tour.html' title='Tourism and Housekeeping Ed. Tour Part 1'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S5B1paoD-9I/AAAAAAAAANo/y8UYPxOYC2M/s72-c/DSCN0474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-484923558543873888</id><published>2009-09-26T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:11:32.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kumbira '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SzGI28h4G0I/AAAAAAAAANA/Np-N0o515v8/s1600-h/1275485500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SzGI28h4G0I/AAAAAAAAANA/Np-N0o515v8/s320/1275485500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418262304245947202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;          It is my very first time going to a Kumbira event and I wasn't really that excited of what I'm going to see but I was excited to go to a field trip because it's my first time going with my new classmates and friends. Lakoi won Gold for the Dessert category and I'm really proud of her it's the first time that MSU-IIT competed for Kumbira and has won a gold already. Imagine that!. Though the whole time I was just on that Mall and I was really really bored because I've all the displays already...though I really looked forward to the Flair tending event...and I've learned some tricks (I guess) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-484923558543873888?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/484923558543873888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/09/kumbira-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/484923558543873888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/484923558543873888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/09/kumbira-09.html' title='Kumbira &apos;09'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SzGI28h4G0I/AAAAAAAAANA/Np-N0o515v8/s72-c/1275485500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-9061375324976516278</id><published>2009-06-14T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:02:03.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change of Heart Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SzGHLxWyW8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/IekXxMyQFC4/s1600-h/1275485500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SzGHLxWyW8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/IekXxMyQFC4/s320/1275485500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418260463000640450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                                                I haven't written a new post for &lt;b&gt;AGES! &lt;/b&gt;(not literally) but yeah! it seems like ages since I've written a new post for my blog I didn't even post something about me changing my path in life. yup! guessed it right I change my course from going CPA to EC (that's executive chef) seems unbelievable huh? the course description is totally different from each other but I guess there are some similarities just some (some) the similarities? well, they're both supposed to be on the same department (CBA) but in the university I go to HRM belongs to the department of College of Education. I know it's odd, right? because supposedly it must be related to business but CBA lacks the facilities in terms of the cooking because they're more focused on the papers and worksheets and stuff like that so the Food Technology course was replaced by the HRM course on that way we have the facilities as well as the rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                      In the First semester my majors would be Intro to HRM and Food and Beverage (FnB) it's really tough having the FnB I mean with all the flambe and bartending, flair tending, mixologies, cocktails, mocktails, different silverwares, napkin foldings, waitering, corn show piece, fruit and vegetable carving, table covers... it's really exhilirating but fun because I got to learn new stuff (I know it sounds a bit geeky but still it's true I did learn new stuff and in this course I got to apply them immediately not like other courses I still need to wait for another 2-3 years before I could apply them and I'm sure by that time I would forget them) it's really CRAZY!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-9061375324976516278?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/9061375324976516278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/06/change-of-heart-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/9061375324976516278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/9061375324976516278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/06/change-of-heart-part-1.html' title='A Change of Heart Part 1'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SzGHLxWyW8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/IekXxMyQFC4/s72-c/1275485500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-8180431164548874339</id><published>2009-05-02T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:41:22.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BURST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Sf0EJVZbf_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vPXClLZICgU/s1600-h/untitled6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Sf0EJVZbf_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vPXClLZICgU/s320/untitled6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331422092285673458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                I was totally undecided of whether I'm going to accompany my mom with the rest of the family to celebrate with my cousin for passing the board exam for Atty.  I was really confused. I didn't want to go because I'm not in the MOOD to go to Marawi to have a party I mean I have to sit on the car for about an hour before arriving to Marawi I'm not really in the shape to enjoy boredom [again] for about an hour I just don't have the patience to endure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I went to church then I went back home still undecided I was wearing my casual t-shirt with UP [University of the Phil.] print on it and with my ragged looking jeans. I told my mom that IF I'm going to accompany her I'll just be wearing the same and she goes really BERSERK I don't know why until she said that "What?! why are you?...you're wearing THAT pants?! you have Muslim friends, right? haven't you noticed what they're wearing THAT attire doesn't just GO with them...." Since Marawi is a city with a population of mostly Muslims I kinda have to wear appropriately and I wasn't really in the MOOD [again] to change so I told her "OKAY?! that settles it I won't be accompanying you!!!" right now? I'm really REALLY PISSED OFF!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-8180431164548874339?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/8180431164548874339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/05/burst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8180431164548874339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8180431164548874339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/05/burst.html' title='BURST!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Sf0EJVZbf_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vPXClLZICgU/s72-c/untitled6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-7227904295841734283</id><published>2009-04-24T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:55:39.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Plurk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SfJ6jow5heI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6kQ5I6JEnbA/s1600-h/dfg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SfJ6jow5heI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6kQ5I6JEnbA/s320/dfg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328456061789242850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; height: 375px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.plurk.com/getWidget?uid=3659162&amp;amp;h=375&amp;amp;w=200&amp;amp;u_info=2&amp;amp;bg=309CCF&amp;amp;tl=cae7fd" scrolling="no" width="200" frameborder="0" height="375"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; float: right;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/" target="_blank" style="border: medium none ; font-size: 10px ! important; color: rgb(153, 153, 153) ! important;" title="Plurk - A Social Journal for your life"&gt;Plurk.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Check out my plurks!! it's my status every minute! know what I'm doing and what I'm thinking every second of every minute, everyday!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-7227904295841734283?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/7227904295841734283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-plurk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7227904295841734283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7227904295841734283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-plurk.html' title='My Plurk'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SfJ6jow5heI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6kQ5I6JEnbA/s72-c/dfg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6220584181102641043</id><published>2009-04-17T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:12:44.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Braided.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Seg1YjHxpxI/AAAAAAAAALo/KyIPEvzepyQ/s1600-h/1190825193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Seg1YjHxpxI/AAAAAAAAALo/KyIPEvzepyQ/s200/1190825193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325565255226599186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[yesterday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, I have this spare bundle of twine because of our project in cwts so I kinda make use of it it's a full roll actually well it might have been lesser than that but really can't see the difference.&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/fenfenwu/animation/smile01.gif" alt="smile Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; So I measured 50 cm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of the twine then cut it same goes for the other 13. then I bundled it up together I bundeled it up letting 1/4 [or the length of your wrist] and the spare on the right side. After that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;braided it. Well, there are really different types of braiding I'm not even sure what's "my" type of braiding called. Anyway I have made 3 [means "I love myself" &lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/fenfenwu/animation/proud.gif" alt="proud Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;] pieces all in all in just oneday well, I could've made many more but I just started it in the evening 'cause I was having an insomnia and thinking that braiding might make me fall asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[today]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Seg1cS78TTI/AAAAAAAAALw/5eFwWi91rFE/s1600-h/1190825211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Seg1cS78TTI/AAAAAAAAALw/5eFwWi91rFE/s200/1190825211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325565319601474866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's time for us to have our grocery at last! 'cause my mom's salary is late so we kinda suffer for a few days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;budgeting the shampoo, soap, and other necessities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/fenfenwu/animation/smile01.gif" alt="smile Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. So I was surfing the internet when my dad started the engine so I kinda hurried and then wearing [the picture on the right side except for the bottoms and shoes] my Fila badminton skirt the one's that's intended for playing badminton obviously and then wearing my Sanuk then I hurriedly took my phone and my glasses still I look horrible! I haven't even took a shower yet but anyway who would be looking at me in the grocery at this hour in the morning mostly cute guys go out at night so no worries. Honestly, I was kinda excited going to grocery because I haven't been out for weeks! I'm sick staying at our house. &lt;img src="http://www.smileyx.com/smilies/sick0025.gif" /&gt; So I'm kinda happy and excited to be going out I love my skin in the sunlight it's whiter than the usual maybe because I haven't been on the sunlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileyx.com/smilies/happy0025.gif" /&gt; I just love the way the others look at me I seemed different from them well, except for the fact that I haven't taken the shower and I was just wearing a skirt and shirt with just sandals and aviator glasses I still look well,...anyway I'm gonna go read new moon &lt;img src="http://www.smileyx.com/smilies/happy0009.gif" /&gt; can't get enough of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6220584181102641043?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6220584181102641043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/04/braided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6220584181102641043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6220584181102641043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/04/braided.html' title='Braided.'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/Seg1YjHxpxI/AAAAAAAAALo/KyIPEvzepyQ/s72-c/1190825193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-223176095990131014</id><published>2009-04-14T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:59:17.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught Up In The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SeUp7Bn2Q_I/AAAAAAAAALA/h7JLxLBaZHU/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SeUp7Bn2Q_I/AAAAAAAAALA/h7JLxLBaZHU/s320/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708228460069874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                  Maybe this summer is going to be different. I mean my other summers has been distinct from one another. I guess I said this summer is going to be different hoping to experience something new and exciting. Well, I guess it may come out late &lt;img style="width: 38px; height: 38px;" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z58/overdozse/animation/Sad.gif" alt="Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;see, this past few days I kept myself busy by reading books from the twilight saga [I'll make a post on my review on it. SOON&lt;img style="width: 20px; height: 19px;" src="http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z297/speckledmind/Animation/Very_cared.gif" alt="Waiting Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;], I take pictures mostly my self portraits or nature [no one in my family is willing to be my model or I guess that no one is qualified to be my model &lt;img style="width: 27px; height: 24px;" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w287/wildsunflower155/animation/2-2.gif" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; LOL..because my family members are really the serious type f people and they're old too...me? well I'm the youngest in the family and I'm still in my TEEN years!!...thank you&lt;img style="width: 24px; height: 30px;" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm16/classyladytwo/Classys%20Animation/AnimatedFunnytonguecl2.gif" alt="Funny tongue animated cl2 Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; ], after taking pictures I sometimes edit them [only those pictures that aren't really great!] and sometimes I watch new movies online too but I guess new isn't always present [The new movies online aren't that great anymore, well except for those movies I've watched&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd119/jerry1207/Animation/cute.gif" alt="cute Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                Last Saturday in the evening my mom, dad, niece and me went to church 'cause it was "Sabado de Gloria". I was really in a bad mood 'cause my mom just can't stop talking about it saying "Abz! basig dili napud ka muoban na manimba huh? ako jud ng ibton ang computer run!" and I said to her, "Lage, lage! ni ingon bya ko na muoban ko! hapit naman ko mahuman!" so I was in a hurry to save my unfinished editions of pictures I went up to my own room and get dressed. I put on a skinny jeans a sexy top like a halter back that has sequins and beads on it. The color matches my skin that's why I liked that top. Then I layered it with a hoodie jacket that has half on it like it was just a bolero but it was designed like a hoodie jacket type thing and I wore my Sanuk sandals just keepin' it casual.&lt;img style="width: 13px; height: 32px;" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j136/kimo47/dawnanimation.gif" alt="Walking Dawn Animation Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; I knew that all the other girls will be wearing their skirts and their collar shirts with their heels on but not my disadvantage though even if they're wearing their heels I'm still taller than them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 27px; height: 24px;" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w287/wildsunflower155/animation/2-2.gif" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; and I thought why would I wear those?! It's not like there's a party or something why go over the top. I mean that's who I am when I was in high school but you can't really blame me I went to a catholic school the RVM Sisters always say that going t church you must look presentable and all. Now, here I am thinking what you wear doesn't really matter 'cause you go to church to pray not to cat walk. I kinda had a smug smile to those wearing heels. I can't imagine they must be suffering from all the posture so that you won't fall and also with wearing those skirts and corporate shirts it even makes it worse! they have to be still!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 27px; height: 24px;" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w287/wildsunflower155/animation/2-2.gif" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; but it's their decission you know. I think that the only time that I would dress up is that when the "Encabo Family" will have a party. I like pleasing my aunts and uncles. They would say "whoa! dalaga na kau si Abigail!" I heard it all the time and still I wanted to hear it. I mean who doesn't want to be praised? raise you foot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 27px; height: 24px;" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w287/wildsunflower155/animation/2-2.gif" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; I guess I don't mind having the pressure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd119/jerry1207/Animation/cute.gif" alt="cute Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; as long as I kept their smiling faces at me. It can be really tough though. There was a time in our English 3 we had a mock job interview and I wore this high-waisted skirt with a corporate shirt [that's almost long sleeves so it's really REALLY HOT!] and a 3-inch heels! I was happy it wasn't my 5 inch wedge but still it's killing my feet everytime I wear it!!!...and I really suffered that day...but anyway the suffering was rewarded I was really laughing when I went to my mother's office to return the camera and I ask Someone [I'm not going to tell who it is] where was my mom and it took seconds for him to answer he was looking at me and I was like is there something on my face? and then he snapped out of it and smile [light bulb! he recognized me! finally.] and he answered my question. when it was noon I went home to change the one I wore is really WAY to opposite from the one I wore in the morning I was like an EMO-RAGGED CHICK!..I wore a black sexy shirt, skinny jeans and sneakers and messy looking hair 'cause I wore my hair ponytail from the mock job interview and I really hate it when my hair is that way so I changed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd119/jerry1207/Animation/cute.gif" alt="cute Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;...and one of my block mates said to me "whoa! you have two incredible different identities"!!...and I was just smiling...anyway I think this post is long enough...&lt;br /&gt;'till next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7088469019488837812&amp;amp;postID=223176095990131014"&gt;aBbYhaLO&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-223176095990131014?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/223176095990131014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/04/caught-up-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/223176095990131014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/223176095990131014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/04/caught-up-in-rain.html' title='Caught Up In The Rain'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SeUp7Bn2Q_I/AAAAAAAAALA/h7JLxLBaZHU/s72-c/DSC00857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-886067065706811685</id><published>2009-03-29T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:48:57.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SdBRZwUrX0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/BhT4wwLlQ7M/s1600-h/fairy+gold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SdBRZwUrX0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/BhT4wwLlQ7M/s320/fairy+gold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318840662834765634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It took me long to be able to write this blog entry. I've been suffering for the past few days from the experiences I have been through this school year and thinking that it was finally over. My first ambition have vanished and washed away already part of my past and my memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 30px; height: 30px; font-family: verdana;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/beedah2/Smiley/ththsad.gif" alt="Smiley Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I am being really emotional now.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway I would've written this blog entry last Wednesday but I was too tired that it's being delayed for days. I was so happy that my suffering has ended.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now let me recall my experience last Wednesday. It was a fine day. The weather is nice not too hot and not too cold either it was more like warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; width: 42px; height: 31px;" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e46/Belinda_Cocoon/smiley/1107bubbelbad.gif" alt="bubbelbad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. My brother and I have agreed that were going to have a new haircut today sponsored by my mother of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee193/nicdueree/happy.gif" alt="smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I was really excited because I was very anxious and eager to have a new look. My mother gave my mother 500 pesos for the both of us before she went off to school. That made me realize that guess I was lucky that I didn't choose education 'cause it would really torment my life. It was really not meant for me I guess. I was the kind of person who does not want to be bugged by low grades or ambushed meetings etc. Well, whenever I met my mom and dad's acquaintances they would ask me "so! what course did you take up, dear?" and I would give them a second of my quizzical eye brows implying the thought that "do you really need to ask? or were you expecting something else?" then I would answer well, I'm not going to be a teacher like my mom, dad, or even my brother who's now well I guess I could say mislead 'cause I think that he didn't want the course he graduated in and that he was more interested in something else and that makes him doesn't want to work using the course he graduated. well, enough about that let's go to the time that someone is going to cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we decided to go out at 9 am 'cause that might be the time the salon will open. Well, I waited for my brother to finish taking a bath. I was really curious thinking that what's the point of taking a bath when just in a few minutes there will be hair around his neck and he would take a bath again. So we used the motorcycle 'cause we will appropriate a little amount for the gas if we are going to use the motorcycle. My dad was shouting when we were going out of the gate yelling, &lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g22/hollyeclark1/48a4f2c2.gif" alt="Yelling Smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;"Yan! pag helmet oi! naA bya mang dakop karunbasig makamulta ka ug 500 pesos ana!" and my brother Adrian "Yan" replied, "Nah! naA k Mao2 ang helmet...sagdi lang mutuyok nalang mi dili keu mi muAgi sa highway" and I thought now this is kinda fun I got to enjoy the heat of the sun a bit more. We arived at Reyes Haircutters Salon and the line was really long to the point that they gave out numbers and they would just call out so my brother decided that we go to other salon just around the Reyes' so I said "yeah. sure. okay". So we were on this salon just at the back now that I've noticed I don't even know the salon's name. So I instructed the lady of how I wanted my hair and I think she didn't understood what I want my hair to be but it was close though. BTW, my brother seems that he love his new hair so was the lady who was cutting my hair. I finished early than my brother because I was the first one in line actually there wasn't a line but the lady that was going to cut my hair was kinda free so. Anyway the lady said "Sir! you looked more handsome" and I also thought that comparing to his old "JACOBy from the movie twilight hair" he looked good &lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z169/Spacehusky/content.gif" alt="Thumbs up smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;. The lady said that looking at me and it made me thought that she thinks I'M MY BROTHER'S GIRLFRIEND!! &lt;img style="width: 20px; height: 23px;" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/squal179/smiley/shocked.gif" alt="shocked Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; and I was like what the HELL is that?! so get a move on after the salon we went for our favorite spot the SM (Sa Maranaoan) they sell DVDs. we bought three DVDs (Inkheart, Ballet Shoes and I forgot the last one &lt;img style="width: 20px; height: 21px;" src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p242/carlapryor/Laughing-2.gif" alt="Laughing Smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; sorry!!) after that we went to Jollibee for a drive through actually it wasn't a drive throught at all 'cause I had to go in while my brother was buying Gatsby Clay for his new hair to hold. Then we went home just a typical day..it was late afternoon and I was really bored and not satisfied with my new haircut so I went to school to see my mother to ask another 50 pesos or more to go to a salon again but before that I stop by at CBA and borrowed "Eclipse by Stephanie Mayer" to make me busy these few days and it was due for about five days. So I went back to Reyes Haircutters Salon again luckily they didn't notice me back because I had a new hair. This time I told the haircutter about what I really want and then she got it I like my new hair I think no one would really recognize me it's like a new me &lt;img style="width: 31px; height: 25px;" src="http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww208/erickcore/smiley.png" alt="smile Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; LOL so I rode a jeep on the way back home. The jeep stopped at MSH College picking up students who I think was going back to their hometown for summer break there were three guys and 1 girl but I think though one was gay. The "I thuoght gay" and the other guy sat next beside me after they've placed their luggage properly while the other guy and the girl who was probably lovers on the other side. The jeep was now running and then then I caught a glimpse to the guy beside me and he was looking at me! and I thought like wow! I love my new hair (napansin nya ako) or was there something on my face that made him look. After a while he looked at me again and I ignored him until they've arrived the Bus terminal they haven't notice that they didn't gave their fare to the driver. I was like whoa! they really preoccupied on riding the jeep that theyforgot to pay the fare. Anyways...nothing much it was a fine and busy day...and I was so excited to read the new book I borrowed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbyhalo.deviantart.com/"&gt;-aBbYhaLO-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-886067065706811685?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/886067065706811685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/03/anonymous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/886067065706811685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/886067065706811685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/03/anonymous.html' title='Anonymous'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SdBRZwUrX0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/BhT4wwLlQ7M/s72-c/fairy+gold.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6297854423570778758</id><published>2009-03-20T18:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:22:36.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/ScRT8Hn96WI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pEe_SIDbk5M/s1600-h/model.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/ScRT8Hn96WI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pEe_SIDbk5M/s320/model.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315465752507967842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yesterday is one of my unforgettable experiences. It was all so sudden. Last night my cousin Ted2* had his birthday party &lt;img style="width: 47px; height: 43px;" src="http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu167/rach3395/Smiley%20Faces/party.gif" alt="P-A-R-T-Y! Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;so I kinda went home a little late but before that Kai IMed &lt;img style="width: 43px; height: 43px;" src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o214/shierly85/SMILEY/computer.gif" alt="computer Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;me through Facebook. She invited me to come with them. Actually we (kai, rosario, &amp;amp; kcaii) was planning to go on vacation in Marawi but Marawi is having a some kind of war so our little vacation was cancelled. Then they arrived at a decission that we are going to Centennial Park at Dalipuga and of course I said "Yes". 9 am at atm booth I was waiting for them to arrive but after 30 minutes they haven't arrive yet so I kinda said to myself maybe the outing was cancelled so I went home after another 30 minutes (10 am) I received an SMS from kcaii saying "abby, where are you na? nasa 116 CASS kami" and I said to myself "what?! you said 9 am atm booth" but I had nothing to do about it so I returned back to school and I thought I forgot my ID so I kinda said to the guard that I'm just going to wait for the atm booth but I didn't I kinda hasten to arrive at the CASS there I saw them at the lobby. They had an arrangement though some of my blockmates are going to join us in our outing so I thought "now this is getting fun, the merrier the better" we went to Carol's Boarding house then to Street Mart to wait for the others..after that we rode a jeep to Centennial Park. We were SO LOUD (so pa, loud pa...imagine that) anyway I'm just kidding maybe we weren't THAT loud but we were discussing by ourselves so the other passengers were kinda like "Hey! shut it off!! you aren't the only passengers here!" but they didn't really say that out loud but you kinda see that thought in their faces!...so we arrived at the Centennial park...The water was warm the stones that I encounter every step relaxes me while the sun is offering its heat that makes the moment more memorable but after a while I was perspiring profusely so I kinda stayed in the shade of the tree for a bit...then it was time for lunch! it was an experience!...we don't have any forks and spoons so we kinda eat using our fingers!...as in "kinamot!!" after eating we washed our hands using the seawater. Unfortunately, Patrick while washing his hands slipped of the stairs and fell off the sea water while wearing his shoes and also his pants got wet. When he came up all were laughing because of what happened...then after that we were singing songs and Marvick and Vincent are the guitarist while the others are the vocalists...when we got bored singing we decided to have a game. The game is called "Paon-paon" in our dialect but to others "Japanese etc." One memorable happening was when Carol catching up vincent and after she has catched Vincent she kinda rolled twice on the grass!...it was really really FUNNY...we were all laughing our ass out!!...next one was when Carol was chased by Sol. Carol was running when she encountered the stony area (barefooted) she slipped of again but didn't roll this time so Sol the one chasing her slipped off as well to bad for Sol though she got scrapped knees cause she was wearing shorts and Carol was wearing a pedal so she didn't have any scrapes..after a few minutes Rosario's phone alarmed that means it's already 4:30 pm and it's also time for me to go home 'cause I'll still be going back to IIT...&lt;br /&gt;When we were going home we settled the fare for 10 pesos with the driver and he agreed. we were still in Dalipuga when we met an accident. it was all so sudden. The jeep suddenly braked and I was listening to Rosario that time so I kinda didn't see it coming and all of us were strucked forward  maybe half of the seats were cleared 'cause we were all strucked forward...grabeh!&lt;img style="width: 31px; height: 35px;" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/squal179/smiley/shocked.gif" alt="shocked Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;...after the Jeep has settled Gay started to screem! then she went down the jeep and then went back she was really in a weird state that time after that we shifted to another jeep,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to elaborate about the accident 'cause I can't fully explain it &lt;img style="width: 42px; height: 42px;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/beedah2/Smiley/ththsad.gif" alt="Smiley Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW about the picture on the side that was when we (kai, kcaii, naynie and me) were modeling at kcai's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6297854423570778758?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6297854423570778758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/03/experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6297854423570778758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6297854423570778758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/03/experience.html' title='Experience..'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/ScRT8Hn96WI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pEe_SIDbk5M/s72-c/model.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-5711503876962628246</id><published>2009-02-25T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:04:00.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaTtRs4BVtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HV986kqXeVk/s1600-h/DSC07699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaTtRs4BVtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HV986kqXeVk/s320/DSC07699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306627149308974802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to sleep 1 am in the morning then I woke up 7 am so that means I got six hours of sleep I am really an insomniac!... anyway I have been busy lately finishing my painting I'm painting when I can't sleep, bored or frustrated but the case now is that I was painting because I am frustrated, can't sleep and bored &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL IN THE SAME SITUATION&lt;/span&gt; so I kinda have the urge to paint finally I finished it at 2 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; width: 30px; height: 27px;" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r22/maybaby22/smile/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I was really really happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Early in the morning I saw a glimpse of the daily morning zodiac signs of what is going to happen for a certain person with the use of his/her zodiac signs...I heard that "Gemini you're going to be lucky today and you're going to be even more lucky if you have with you a cetric gemstone" and I say "what the hell is cetric gemstone?" so I searched it on the internet and saw nothing but just articles about what cetric is no pictures about cetric gemstone...so I went to school I thought I was late really since it was already 8 am and our class was supposed to start at 7:30 pm then I was there in the classroom with no one else and I thought "where the hell are my classmates?" a while ago they have arrived all at a time they said that they've waited at the lounge 'cause the room was closed when they have arrived and there I thought "Oh! okay I was LATE!" then we went to the computer laboratory to continue our activities but before that we have to answer the exercises 1-3 on the book so we kinda photocopied it first to be able to pass it...it was not really a hard one to answer since we answered it all with the help of my other classmates I was the one reciting the question and the two was searching for the answer and if they haven't seen it yet I would also help to look for the answer. after that we went to the laboratory and copied the one to be printed and passed to our teacher and my God! it costs 15 pesos just for a page of colored ink! it was such a waste 'cause we have a colored ink back at home and it would be free only if I have the time to go home again but there wasn't so gotta suffer once in a while&lt;img style="width: 35px; height: 35px;" src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/hiikicys/sad.gif" /&gt; anyway after that I started to work on the second exercise when I opened the file in the L drive it doesn't open and after a few seconds there was a pop-up of avira saying that there's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TROJAN HORSE VIRUS!!&lt;/span&gt; god I hate it 'cause whenever I close it after a while it will come back it makes my patience evaporate!!!...urgh!...&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p242/carlapryor/mad.gif" alt="mad smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; anyway enough of that nonsense 'cause it makes my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOOD BOIL..&lt;/span&gt; I have the time working on the other activities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was almost noon...YES! I finally got to go home!!...as I was going to sit on the jeep I've found a peso and I was giving it to the driver but he didn't accept it so I kinda though maybe this was the LUCKY THING after that it was really raining hard and I told the driver to drove me off to our home but he didn't agree&lt;/span&gt; so I thought what?! oh! no choice I have to call up our home and made our maid fetch me up 'cause I don't have an umbrella I guess that was it!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way I look like an EMO in the picture (see on the upper right of this blog)...don't you think?...&lt;br /&gt;well, I guess I was very emotional by the time this was taken or maybe I was just acting...whatever it was...&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p125/dogpoundbrenda/emoticons/lol22.gif" alt="Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky?!...I guess not!!...hmff...&lt;br /&gt;enough for now...'till later!!..&lt;img src="http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww262/hiikicys/Bye-Bye.gif" alt="bye Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-5711503876962628246?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/5711503876962628246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/5711503876962628246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/5711503876962628246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/lucky.html' title='Lucky?'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaTtRs4BVtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HV986kqXeVk/s72-c/DSC07699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-8421171314113331092</id><published>2009-02-24T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:04:58.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kapag MINAMALAS ka nga naman talaga!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaPFygh2kII/AAAAAAAAAKM/c2G8lPQoDuo/s1600-h/DSC07867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaPFygh2kII/AAAAAAAAAKM/c2G8lPQoDuo/s320/DSC07867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306302257488629890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                       I was so nervous for our quiz in accounting that I couldn't sleep soundly last night. Despite the fact that I have slept half of the day yesterday and didn't even bother about the coming quiz. well, I have studied last night though. In the morning I want to arrive at school early so I decided to go to school before 8 AM so that I would arrive * AM since I'm going to ride on a jeep. As I signaled the conductor that this is my stop I suddenly got up and was about to get off the jeep when suddenly the driver &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(who seems to be thinking about something else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; drove off. Luckily, I didn't fell off my feet 'cause I was gripping on the bars but still it was an embarassing situation imagine all the passengers were looking at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;..after that situation I ran off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to go to CASS lounge...I looked at my other blockmates who seems to be busy doing their assignments luckily I have done my assignments already, I saw my blockmates' calculator and then thought have I brought my calculator? I struggled to locate my calculator but it seems like I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; to bring it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the urge I ran off again to the guard house to call my father and fetch me my calculator and as usual I received his sermons like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"what? you forgot something again? how many times have I told you to check your things first before you're going to leave the house and still nothing happens" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was kinda used to it since I received tht kind of sermons back when I was in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                            &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I was waiting on the entrance lounge when I notice and said "why are there student today wearing their corporate attires?" I even saw one student from our college wearing corporate attire (we usualy wear our corporate attire only on mondays and fridays)...then I overhead some of the talking saying "My God! I am so nervous for the interview" and then there's also a student who said "they're already in the gym?" so that makes me assume that there's an interview going on in the gymnasium for student who are in their higher years in their respective courses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                             Anyway my dad finally arrived at the entrance then I took the calculator and ran off again since I was lacking in time. I was fortunate enough though that I went to school early and realized early that I didn't bring my calculator. After that the quiz...It was really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H-A-R-D&lt;/span&gt; I mean there are five parts of the quiz...imagine it's only a quiz and yet it has already five parts! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE PARTS!&lt;/span&gt;...it's like an exam, really. I didn't really understand the fourth and second part of the quiz so I just left it over...after the quiz we were about to pass our assignment when our teacher said that it wasn't necessary it was just a practice fr us to be prepared for the quiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                                In the afternoon, Majarah and I are going to practice our practicum piece for PE...so I was walking then my phone was low battery then it finally turn off...how am I supposed to tect with Majarah now? then with that situation I thought "ah! bahala nah...pupunta pa rin ako malay mo naghihintay lang si majarah dun" and that was finally the situation she was really standing there waiting for me luckily though we met each other 'cause she was going home when she saw me...so enough of that we finally arrived at my home then we searched the internet for our music then we saw this one youtube video that we have chosen the music they were really hilarious their I think high school boys from Ateneo 'cause they were wearing ateneo jacket they call themselves "Downtown Boys" they're really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HILARIOUS!!...LMAO&lt;img src="http://i472.photobucket.com/albums/rr88/addicted2prayer/Emoticons/laughing.gif" alt="Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RIocwxLALGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RIocwxLALGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-8421171314113331092?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/8421171314113331092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/kapag-minamalas-ka-nga-naman-talaga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8421171314113331092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8421171314113331092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/kapag-minamalas-ka-nga-naman-talaga.html' title='kapag MINAMALAS ka nga naman talaga!!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaPFygh2kII/AAAAAAAAAKM/c2G8lPQoDuo/s72-c/DSC07867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-2540701772578192498</id><published>2009-02-22T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T02:11:19.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaFqkstxViI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oBCOrrwKChA/s1600-h/DSC07961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaFqkstxViI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oBCOrrwKChA/s320/DSC07961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305639014730126882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I promised I have decided on how to do my hair...I bought two big hair pins for about Php21.50 in my favorite store in Padilla Arcade...it really just a simple pin with stones on it...as you can see on the picture...I wanted to have a "messy look hair" not literally that I want my hair to be messy 'cause by that I would not prepare so much...&lt;img src="http://i472.photobucket.com/albums/rr88/addicted2prayer/Emoticons/laughing.gif" alt="Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;I would just let my hair be..but anyway back to the point I want my hair to have a "messy look" just like Robert and Kristen in Twilight they both often have messy look hair and it actually kinda looks good so I tried it..then I loved it...I was really hard for me to come up with the result since you're going to make it look messy but still the hair is neat and clean...whatever tht means I don't actually make sense do I?...anyway whatever just that was it...I tried so many times to come up with the look I wanted...mostly messy hair look is very popular nowadays even asians now wear their hair that way just pins or hair pins and you're good to go!...&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/7088469019488837812-2540701772578192498?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/2540701772578192498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2540701772578192498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2540701772578192498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-hair.html' title='My Hair'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaFqkstxViI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oBCOrrwKChA/s72-c/DSC07961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-2345678482386956466</id><published>2009-02-21T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:53:35.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfectly made up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaDYhK31LRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bPmLKAxeQfg/s1600-h/DSC07761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaDYhK31LRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bPmLKAxeQfg/s320/DSC07761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305478425408253202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 PM&lt;/b&gt; after eating our dinner at chowking's we went back home then when I went to my room I was so bored that I saw my make-up kit so I kinda feel like practicing using make-up since next week we're going to have our mock job interview and it turns out pretty good actually with the help of my collection of magazines...because of my practice I have noticed that I needed to buy new lip gloss, mascara, and eye liner...so...the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 AM&lt;/b&gt; I asked my mom &lt;img src="http://i709.photobucket.com/albums/ww100/edgechi/340.gif" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;to lend me some money to buy lip gloss, mascara, and eye liner I was supposed to buy them in the morning but I thought that it's so hot if I'm going to buy in the morning so I bought it in the afternoon...with Lelet I bought only eye liners the one that's liquid and the one that's stick...I am so excited for the mock interview...you can see my output of practicing the make-up in the picture just on the right side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the make-up kinda natural I used some natural hues since it's just an interview no need for dark hues...I have read in the magazine that dark hues are just for parties 'cause if you use dark hues in interviews or dates you would appear like instead going for an interview you're going for a party and it just doesn't fit...don't ask about the hair I'm still fixing on it...&lt;img src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l287/dinosmells1/2w3q3bl.gif" alt="smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my next blog will be about how to do my hair...&lt;img src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z256/guamboy10/laugh.gif" alt="laughing Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!!..&lt;img src="http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n249/xmarluix/iconos/bye.gif" alt="bye Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-2345678482386956466?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/2345678482386956466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfectly-made-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2345678482386956466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2345678482386956466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfectly-made-up.html' title='perfectly made up'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SaDYhK31LRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bPmLKAxeQfg/s72-c/DSC07761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-8683805609815529549</id><published>2009-02-20T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:41:41.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ_oPgNdjoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2O3Lh7qGjxI/s1600-h/DSC07512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ_oPgNdjoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2O3Lh7qGjxI/s320/DSC07512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305214239107812994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 6:45 PM &lt;/b&gt; I have received a text message from Dianne saying "who is free?...there's an acoustic show in the gymnasium right now and the ticket is only &lt;b&gt; ten pesos! &lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i472.photobucket.com/albums/rr88/addicted2prayer/Emoticons/shocked.gif" alt="Shocked Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; can't believe it!..how could it be so cheap with my boredom and because of my anxiousness of seeing &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; person again I decided to go to school without the intention of watching the show but just to have some fresh air I'm really bored at home...So I finished changing my clothes then I went to school...I brought the camera with so you can see the picture I took just on the right side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 7 PM &lt;/b&gt; I arrived at school I immediately head to my mom's office after a few minutes I had a stomach ache maybe it's because of the wind when I was riding the jeepney so I decided to go outside for a while and also I decided to go outside to take the picture of the beautiful scenery after that I was astonished as I saw group of people campaigning for this coming school body election...I was looking at a bulletin board with a certain poster about the pres. and vice pres. in the opposition side after a few moments there were people posting for their campaign and as they saw me looking at the opposition's poster I immediately walk off the poster going back to my mom's office..and I kinda heard them laugh..and &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; Hell! I was embarassed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj165/twallwork/embarassed.gif" alt="embarassed Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few moments I asked my mom if it's okay to have dinner at chow king's [restaurant] then she agreed if only it was online 'cause she still needs to withdraw some money to pay...then because it was online we had our dinner at chow king's...my mom called up my father to tell ask him to fetch us at chow king's not knowing that we are going to have our dinner there so he showed up wearing casual clothes anyway no one minded 'cause chow king is just a fast food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-8683805609815529549?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/8683805609815529549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/venus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8683805609815529549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8683805609815529549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/venus.html' title='Venus...'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ_oPgNdjoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2O3Lh7qGjxI/s72-c/DSC07512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-10184402113829666</id><published>2009-02-19T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:05:56.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day is coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ4zgMPKxGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FVGTxZHuOsY/s1600-h/SiDE+viEw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ4zgMPKxGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FVGTxZHuOsY/s320/SiDE+viEw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304734039222699106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5:45 AM&lt;/b&gt; I haven't recovered fully from yesterday's experience...I woke up really early the sun hasn't rose yet I think I was really really anxious ...anyway I haven't really answered what I was supposed to be answering in my major subject so I gotta go and I'll tell you later what happened to my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently listening to This fool by wonder girls though I can't understand fully by their language but by the time I understood the lyrics 'cause it was translated well, all I can say is that it was really good..we have a song like that in the Phil. it's titled "Torpe" [it means a guy who cannot tell his feelings to the girl he likes]....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 12:10 Noon &lt;/b&gt; ok...I was going to school and then a car passed me by but it was all like in slow-motion it's like the driver meant the car to run slowly when it was passing me then I remembered it was one of his service cars!...anyway...by the time I arrived at the gym (it was my PE time) I was reminded that our practicum for dance sports is today!...what to do?...my partner and I just practiced last meeting and it was really just for fun...after a few moments my classmate KR arrived then I asked him did you answer the accounting assignment?..all he said was "I wasn't sure of my answers.." then I asked him why are you here it's not your PE time right?..the he said "Well, I'm the partner of Rachel so...wait I'm the only boy in the gym!.."...[well, you can say that 'cause fridays are for girls' PE time] the he continued.."anyway..22 will come because he's the partner of Kathleen"...I saw their routine they have the same 'cause 22 was the one who choreographed it...they look like they were really lovers...anyway..back to me...I'm lucky enough 'cause our teacher considered that me and my partner will be having our practicum next meeting 'cause Majarah is absent...Yay!...now..one thing to worry accounting...I immediately went to the CBA stalls to photocopy my classmates' assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now in accounting time...&lt;img src="http://i376.photobucket.com/albums/oo204/allygator2oo8/sigh.gif" alt="sigh Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;luckily our teacher didn't bring any papers 'cause that would mean that we're going to have a quiz [quizzes in accounting is like an exam!]..then she began to continue the discussion we have left behind about Dividends...it was really really boring!! Dianne and I are really bored the class was so quiet it's like or you would feel that you're just the one in the room...because of the boredom I decided to look at the windows to look at a different angle 'cause if I would continue to stare at my teacher I wouldn't handle it then I will fall asleep so...after a while I saw Sam going to the CASS a few moments later He passed by again going to CBA then back again after that Kylie suddenly called naynie saying "Is he the one?..Sam?"...then I interrupted their talk asking "how did you know Sam? [Sam was my schoolmate in high school]...then she said "secret"...well, after the loOoong discussion our teacher decided to have an oral for those who haven't participated yet and I was one of them!...so we answered the exercises...it was my turn then suddenly our teacher decided that different exercise will be given to us 'cause the one that's supposed to be ours have to be written and it takes time so she decided to change and I panicked immediately...what?!...that's so unfair!...luckily I had it photocopied that's why I had an answer to the exercise that was newly given...then I went to the front and started to read the problem and answer it...after that my teacher said "okay..very good"..[phew!...that was close]...after the oral our teacher gave us a seat work while she was checking the papers...after an hour for one exercise! it was all not enough just to answer it all!!..so our teacher decided to just make as an assignment to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding a jeep back home then I realized...God! I was supposed to print my output in IT!!..what to do...then I thought how?..I don't have any open office in our PC...so I decided I'm sure that Sir will not mind it 'cause it's really hard to get that and print it...then have it passed even though I don't know where the office of IT is...MSU-IIT is really really big..you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...toodles for now...&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x13/vann3289/Emoticons/bye.gif" alt="bye.... Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till later!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo,&lt;br /&gt;aBbY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-10184402113829666?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/10184402113829666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-day-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/10184402113829666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/10184402113829666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-day-is-coming.html' title='A new day is coming...'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ4zgMPKxGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FVGTxZHuOsY/s72-c/SiDE+viEw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-2696078585317509005</id><published>2009-02-19T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T03:56:11.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a glimpse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ1DVu_8XhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Iw3HFsrw8K8/s1600-h/TYoP__The_lonely_walk___by_Obsidian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ1DVu_8XhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Iw3HFsrw8K8/s320/TYoP__The_lonely_walk___by_Obsidian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304469976784854546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really risky for me to blog this up but anyway whoever is reading this blog you cannot really judge me because of this experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll16/emiebb/secret.gif" alt="&amp;amp;not;&amp;amp;not; Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;I was riding a jeepney when I was going home from the city to buy something. By the time I was going home I had a glimpse of seeing someone's face I wasn't really sure after that I think I was out of my mind I began to start thinking about something else but I couldn't really remember what it was it was about 7 pm. It's really a great night as I was watching the sky I noticed that the sky was dark but still there's a one and only star in the sky. As I was dropping off the jeepney I continuously stare at the sky not knowing that there were cars and motors raging off. There's one motor who really stopped to ask me "Day, Magpaligis ka? unsa man imo gitanAw?" ['"Miss, Do you want to die? where are you looking at?"]. Then I started to act as myself again but then the one I saw was a guy's face he was wearing a black printed shirt and was wearing a jogging pants of my Alma mater. After that I was going off the jeepney coincidentally he was also walking the same pathway I will be walking and I thought if he was going to turn another path we aren't meant to be then he stopped iI didn't say that out loud I was just thinking that then he suddenly stopped it's like we were both connected somehow I just don't know why. Then I saw his face again I thought he was part of my past just don't know what past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in soulmates? I just read a book talking about soulmates it says that your soulmate will have this certain light on his/her left shoulder and whenever your eyes met there's somewhat a "glow" then you have this certain connection...is this experience it?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 47px; height: 38px;" src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd258/gemster_01/Smilys/love.gif" alt="in love Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Gosh!..in Love na ako!!..wohohoo...Yaks!...at least I know his full name without even asking!...I'll be anonymously liking him...until it's the right time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now I'm actually eating chocolate cookies...even though I'm not sure whether we're going to have quiz tomorrow at least now I have the inspiration and I have the urge to change my course! right now..my inspiration of being an accountant is fading..I still had a lot of problems I'm still undecided whether to take up nursing or HRM major in tourism but I think I'm an adventurous type of person to I kinda go for HRM but my family is urging me to take up Nursing...what to do!!...God!..4 weeks to go and it's already &lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 27px;" src="http://i315.photobucket.com/albums/ll461/ericachristine420xxx/summer-6.gif" alt="summer. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;woOOoohh!!..can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-2696078585317509005?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/2696078585317509005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-glimpse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2696078585317509005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2696078585317509005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-glimpse.html' title='just a glimpse'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZ1DVu_8XhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Iw3HFsrw8K8/s72-c/TYoP__The_lonely_walk___by_Obsidian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-228215971732492903</id><published>2009-02-12T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:14:39.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xavier Estates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz1Q4C6_QI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k-Ouq5A-xaE/s1600-h/1_142727326l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz1Q4C6_QI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k-Ouq5A-xaE/s320/1_142727326l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304384131406953730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a 3 days and 2 nights vacation in Xavier Estates, Cagayan de Oro, Misamis Oriental, Philipines. we had a vacation in a chalet and the pool was very big. It is not my first time going to Xavier Estates we went there when I was still young so I kinda forgot the setting there. It was a great vacation away from all the stress and pressure from school and I am also happy to see my cousins again it's been so long since we went all in a trip..I remember when I was still in grade school every summer we would go to a vacation somewhere new to us. We went to Cebu (often), Bohol...etc. it really nostalgic..I'm going to miss it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-d2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1801439850970814930&amp;amp;site=widget-d2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:200px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-228215971732492903?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/228215971732492903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/xavier-estates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/228215971732492903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/228215971732492903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/xavier-estates.html' title='Xavier Estates'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz1Q4C6_QI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k-Ouq5A-xaE/s72-c/1_142727326l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-5179189101805668307</id><published>2009-02-07T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:58:38.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz069qLXTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EYjPtUuubQw/s1600-h/DSC07244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz069qLXTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EYjPtUuubQw/s320/DSC07244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304383754956660018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing else to do at home so I kinda dress up and pose on the stairs and it turns out great, right? Also we are going to have photo shoots tomorrow so this is kinda a preparation for tomorrow…seriously don’t you think it’s great? Also this photo was inspired by a book entitled “Brida” by Paulo Coelho one of my favorite authors It would be great if you read the book it’s about an Irish girl finding what her mission is in this world. It’s also about finding your soulmate!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-5179189101805668307?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/5179189101805668307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/modeling_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/5179189101805668307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/5179189101805668307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/modeling_07.html' title='Modeling'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz069qLXTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EYjPtUuubQw/s72-c/DSC07244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6292253910748349874</id><published>2009-02-05T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:56:27.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>am I beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz0SlCD5kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uUKbDim3H0Y/s1600-h/what+kind+of+pretty+are+you.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz0SlCD5kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uUKbDim3H0Y/s320/what+kind+of+pretty+are+you.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304383061151180354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have taken this quiz on the website of Facebook... I love the results...is it really true?...well, I couldn't say bad about it...it's just a result of the quiz and I have answered  all the questions...&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6292253910748349874?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6292253910748349874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-i-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6292253910748349874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6292253910748349874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-i-beautiful.html' title='am I beautiful?'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZz0SlCD5kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uUKbDim3H0Y/s72-c/what+kind+of+pretty+are+you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6882113372516631015</id><published>2009-01-18T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:49:31.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curled my hair :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzyqq690XI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cvaB8PhOHz8/s1600-h/pink4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzyqq690XI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cvaB8PhOHz8/s320/pink4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304381276025639282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;father and brother went to Cebu City. My mother, my niece and me are the only ones left at home. I got nothing to do at home and I was bored waiting for 7 pm. I was waiting for 7 pm because it's the time for the show "Ranaw" to start. I was really excited 'cause it's a musical..anyway, waiting for the time to pass by I had nothing to do and I was bored so I decided to curl my hair. And I think it turned as quite good..and that got me thinking what if I would permanently curl my hair. I would look American as what others told me..so what do you think?..comments please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6882113372516631015?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6882113372516631015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/01/curled-my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6882113372516631015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6882113372516631015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/01/curled-my-hair.html' title='Curled my hair :)'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzyqq690XI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cvaB8PhOHz8/s72-c/pink4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-7448626014305364716</id><published>2009-01-10T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:44:45.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuning in for a New Class in a New Year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzxnQu_cYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CG1isc1hW_w/s1600-h/blah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzxnQu_cYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CG1isc1hW_w/s320/blah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304380117944856962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new year and still I have the same schedule of classes well, I'll try my very best to survive this semester I'll prove to them that I'm not a push-over but for now, I will enjoy every moment being with my blockmates for a year..I hope that they will remember me I hope this year my family won't be experiencing some problems that we can't seem to encounter but on the contrary, God won't give us problems if He thinks we can't overcome them.. if there's a Will, there's a Way..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-7448626014305364716?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/7448626014305364716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuning-in-for-new-class-in-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7448626014305364716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7448626014305364716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuning-in-for-new-class-in-new-year.html' title='Tuning in for a New Class in a New Year..'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzxnQu_cYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CG1isc1hW_w/s72-c/blah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6405750195124205990</id><published>2009-01-03T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:36:28.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 507px; height: 333px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/abby16217/pic/0000f9hg/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Last night, I was really wiped out because of boredom so I went to bed early. Early I meant 12 midnight. these days I usually go to bed 2 am - 3 am dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            When I was young we had trees alongside our fence and there's about three of it. When I fall into a deep sleep I had a dream that's unique to others that I could still remember. I was walking around the backyard when I saw the trees on fire. I think I remember shouting "mom! dad! help! the trees are on fire!!", I was so afraid to the fact that I was rushing to the well not so far from the trees and patiently putting the fire out. Until my mom suddenly come to my rescue and handed me the hose to put the fire out of the last tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I could remember that was the scene that stuck onto my mind. I could not remember what happened before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...when I woke up I immediately search it online of what my dream meant.&lt;br /&gt;this is the translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name="Fire"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Depending on the context of your dream, to see fire in your dream can symbolize destruction, passion, desire, illumination, transformation, enlightenment, or anger. It may suggest that something old is passing and something new is entering into your life. Your thoughts and views are changing. In particular, if the fire is under control or contained in one area, then it is a metaphor of your own internal fire and inner transformation. It also represents your drive and motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;To dream that you put out a fire, signifies that you will overcome your obstacles in your life through much work and effort. If you are setting a fire to something or even to yourself, then it indicates that you are undergoing some great distress. You are at the brink of desperation and want to destroy something or some aspect of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is the source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionar&lt;wbr&gt;y/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;could it be true?..there has been a problem in my mind that I have been trying to put out..could it be that I have finally searched the solution for it?..all I got to have is hard work and effort to overcome the obstacles in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6405750195124205990?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6405750195124205990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6405750195124205990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6405750195124205990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-4133546369144231427</id><published>2008-12-30T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:34:19.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Family Party =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzuwB5TCxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wzPGqoTR6UM/s1600-h/1_452822204l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzuwB5TCxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wzPGqoTR6UM/s320/1_452822204l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304376970045491986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="asset-body"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;                                          (my Cousins w/ my Lola)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Last night we had our tradition. Every Christmas we always have this party it's like a reunion actually we gather together for exchanging gifts and we talk to one another inquiring of how our life is..things like that..it's so nice having the opportunity to see my cousins, aunts and uncles again. Too bad though my eldest brother isn't here. Anyway, the party was really fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzvQAc2HpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/26GdKU-Jn1M/s1600-h/1_450659371l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzvQAc2HpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/26GdKU-Jn1M/s320/1_450659371l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304377519413534354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-4133546369144231427?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/4133546369144231427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-family-party-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/4133546369144231427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/4133546369144231427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-family-party-d.html' title='Christmas Family Party =D'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzuwB5TCxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wzPGqoTR6UM/s72-c/1_452822204l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6302132992173748650</id><published>2008-12-25T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:28:54.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzt9qh_8wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2CcNGnHmYbw/s1600-h/1_229242166l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzt9qh_8wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2CcNGnHmYbw/s320/1_229242166l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304376104780296962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy my brother gave us cash for christmas. My second elder brother and I bought branded shirts, shoes, sunglasses etc. we were so happy when buying those thing but of course we didn't forget to thank my eldest brother for giving us money. It's so nice to finally get out of the house for weeks. I haven't get out of the house because of the accidents that's happening in our city. I have gone to my most favorite elegant store where I could buy my fave new branded goodies. the picture that you can see at the topmost of this blog is the goodies that we have bought. Merry Christmas!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6302132992173748650?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6302132992173748650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6302132992173748650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6302132992173748650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzt9qh_8wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2CcNGnHmYbw/s72-c/1_229242166l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-412364497591690179</id><published>2008-10-17T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:25:37.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZztG5SAukI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MCwqFYAY6WY/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZztG5SAukI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MCwqFYAY6WY/s320/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304375163846965826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days I have been tremendously stressed out. I couldn't sleep for I was reading books and earnestly studying for final exams. I wouldn't eat because I don't have the appetite. My friends and the people who knew me would say that I have lost so much weight. My pants were totally tight Last month and now it wasn't at all it was even loose for my waist line. I don't know if that's good news or bad news. It's good news because I have lost weight! for the past few months I wanted to lost some pounds of my weight. It's also a bad news because it means that my health is not stable and it's bad that I might become malnourished. I swear I am not overreacting. It is true. I became weak for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stressed out because I was pressured I guess. For I am afraid that I might be shifted into another course. I am afraid that I will lose my newly found friends among my block mates. We are really close though we have only spent 6 months together. At first all of us were truly silent to one another the classroom was totally silent for we didn't knew each other but when a few days have passed we became louder and louder. Our teacher in Accounting was really right. She said that, "you're silent now..but next week you'll be loud like the other rooms" and it did happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really bad grades in my midterms in Accounting. That's why now I am stressing out so that I would get good grades in my comprehensive and final exams for they worth 50% of my GPA so that means I still got a chance to continue in my course If I will get higher grades in those exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I asked the Lord. I asked for His help. Now, whatever the result is I will glorify Him no matter what..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-412364497591690179?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/412364497591690179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/412364497591690179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/412364497591690179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-over.html' title='finally over!!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZztG5SAukI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MCwqFYAY6WY/s72-c/untitled2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-1574319177497069390</id><published>2008-09-23T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:23:10.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a TERRIFYING day turns into a FUN-FILLED day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzsob3rLII/AAAAAAAAAHc/uvmPIznuft0/s1600-h/Image%28588%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzsob3rLII/AAAAAAAAAHc/uvmPIznuft0/s320/Image%28588%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304374640555797634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is going to be a fun day" that's what I thought the moment I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents went off to Cebu to meet my uncle who just came back from LA. The ones left in the house is my elder brother not the eldest 'cause my eldest brother is already in Brisbane *Adrian, daughter of my cousin who is currently helping my father in terms of household chores since my father met an accident last month but I think she's gonna stay for good. You must be wondering why my father is the one doing the household chores well it is because I tell you my father and my brothers are all better cook than me and my mother so basically they are the ones who cook. Also my father is already retired so basically the ones that will be left home is my father and elder brother. As for my brother he isn't often at home during night and he often comes back at dawn or even day so basically he would be asleep at day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that, well my first lesson was Accounting 111 as usual we continued our practice set. I hated it because you know some people are really selfish without them realizing that they are. I helped my classmate about what to do 'cause she was asking me but by the time I asked her all she said was "wait, I am so confused" come to think of it she was already ahead of me because I helped her now she isn't going to help me?! I mean what is that?!..I really learned a lesson from that but I just can't help to help those people who need my help (wow! I used "help" three times in a sentence that was unusual) anyway they are the ones who will suffer not helping others, right? As I went back home (well it's not the usual because I often eat my lunch just at school when my mother is still there but since you know isn't I went back home) Do you believe that once you change your clothes your luck will be change? well I sort of do. I went back home to eat my lunch and I decided to change my clothes to lighten up my mood. well, it did work. I started to have fun! the clothing I wore is not the usual also. well, I asked my brother's opinion for it. I wore a fit tees, comfortable cotton pedal (shorter than pants but not considered as shorts) and a black wedges. I really love the wedges because it makes my feet white I truly love it! now my last subject was Filipino 1 we had fun because we were grouped then we decided what food to bring and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a TERRIFYING day turns into a FUN-FILLED day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-1574319177497069390?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/1574319177497069390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/09/terrifying-day-turns-into-fun-filled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1574319177497069390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1574319177497069390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/09/terrifying-day-turns-into-fun-filled.html' title='a TERRIFYING day turns into a FUN-FILLED day'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzsob3rLII/AAAAAAAAAHc/uvmPIznuft0/s72-c/Image%28588%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-7384902084328840089</id><published>2008-09-19T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:21:04.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AnOtHeR oRdiNaRy daY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzsEGuu2SI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bTV6gROvZt4/s1600-h/Image%28522%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzsEGuu2SI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bTV6gROvZt4/s320/Image%28522%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304374016405854498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This day is so unique for me because it has nothing special scheduled for it. These past few days I am always busy studying for quizzes (it isn't an ordinary quiz by the way it's just like an exam I tell you especially when it's Accounting 111), preparing for reports and oral recitations etc. but this day I was so relaxed and I got nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In accounting well we continued answering our practice set. It was very fun seeing my classmates so worried in finding a stapler, scissors, sign pen, etc. They were also busy finding their papers since when they are finished writing the transaction they would just put it on the floor so that the table will have some room for another paper (I know I did that) it was really really fun! our teacher was just there sitting in her table while we were so busy filling up the transactions. Almost all of us was wearing our uniform well, except for the three boys. *Marvick well he got a reason for not wearing his uniform and it's a very reasonable one I tell you and somehow it's very funny. It is because his polo shirt got burned with the iron. Well, I guess that would happen in a guys' dormitory. The other two boys were stubborn as usual or should I say they were both deaf!..haha..it is because yesterday we decided to wear our uniforms for we will have our pictorial for the Filipino movie project. Well it's their loss for not wearing their uniform. Today is also the first day I saw *Ginuel and *Annie in their uniforms. I don't know why they are not wearing their uniforms for the last few days while they actually look good in it. They were very formal well we were very formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, Well luckily we don't have classes for the teachers of MSU-IIT are going to have a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we are still going back at 4:30 pm for by that time their meeting will finish and by 4:30-6:00 pm it is our class in Fil 1 so the class isn't postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Filipino class, we just had a FOUR quizzes well the other two was an open book so no big deal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all this day has become one of my favorite days =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to post our pictures maybe if it is already uploaded..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-7384902084328840089?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/7384902084328840089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-ordinary-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7384902084328840089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7384902084328840089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-ordinary-day.html' title='AnOtHeR oRdiNaRy daY..'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzsEGuu2SI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bTV6gROvZt4/s72-c/Image%28522%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-3252290571839198482</id><published>2008-09-18T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:18:55.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TaLenT sHoW oR aN OraL??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzrcLsL0QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/80qOrWX-Bfw/s1600-h/abbyhalo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzrcLsL0QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/80qOrWX-Bfw/s320/abbyhalo2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304373330542579970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't really identify what it is that I'm trying to do Last 11 hours  that is 7 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our teacher in English told us that we need to have a sort of impromptu speech (each one of us) in front of our classmates. We are supposed to pick among how are we going to do our speech or what would it be like (narration, description, compare and contrast). Me?..well I choose narration. I was supposed to narrate about myself and I ended up playing for my classmates' delight. I was in the middle of narrating about my talents then they suddenly make a noise saying "wow! TALENTS.." I think that they think that a person has only one talent. Well I sort of proved them wrong. I had so many talents because every time I am bored I wanted to do something new once that became a hobby well you're kind of used to it already and that will become your talent. Well for I wasn't really fond of playing the guitar but since I was bored I saw a guitar and I played it. When it was my first time playing the guitar my brother complained saying that I was too loud and that I got the wrong tune etc. so I said "well, If you wanted to make me silent then it's not going to happen so instead you complain about me being wrong in tune at least you could teach me the right one.." since my brother is very fond well not very but he has a talent of playing the guitar so I asked for his help and that was it. I got so many boring days ahead of me so I kind of play it once in a while till I finally knew how to play the guitar. Also in me playing the piano. I had this piano given by my grandma when I was about grade 5 I think?. after so many years it was always been in my closet. Finally I started to use it when I heard APOLOGIZE by ONE REPUBLIC.. I completely fell in love with the song so I searched in the internet about piano tutorials and there I was finally having my first lesson on how to play the apologize by one republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This world has no limits nor boundaries..If you will continue to lock up yourself you'll never gonna enjoy what the world is trying to give you generously.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/gKOwZe6P-Q/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/gKOwZe6P-Q/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/_yZSWkj/video/nnVzTE1a/abby_apologize_music_video/"&gt;Apologize - Abby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-3252290571839198482?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/3252290571839198482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/09/talent-show-or-oral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/3252290571839198482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/3252290571839198482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/09/talent-show-or-oral.html' title='TaLenT sHoW oR aN OraL??'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzrcLsL0QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/80qOrWX-Bfw/s72-c/abbyhalo2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-9075526425190312207</id><published>2008-08-30T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:14:41.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sO TIRED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzqi5Ek3AI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nPiw7svPikc/s1600-h/Sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzqi5Ek3AI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nPiw7svPikc/s320/Sleepy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304372346292067330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the past few weeks I have been very busy struggling for my grades. Hopin' I could get high ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is really boring. I missed my high school days. It is because at that time there was less stress and pressure. In my high school years I got enough sleep, more fun, more friends and less worries. Nowadays in my college life I say it is so boring. I couldn't get enough sleep worrying about my subjects. Always stressed about my major. It is really hard if you don't study. I guess all of the courses offered are like that there is no exemption. As for me I really wanted to become an accountant  so I am really studying hard that's why I got so much pressure and I am always stressed because of that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days I have been wondering. Wondering if I could get through this course. What is I get to be shifted to another course? I couldn't accept it!!..I would be very depressed if that comes. So now I am really trying my hard and my best. It seems that I am just adjusting to my college life. It is really hard. If you would compare high school life to college life, high school life is so carefree and worryfree while college life is very stressful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME..&lt;br /&gt;hOpe I coULd geT thRough this miSsErY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be busy lately so I couldn't make journals but I would make journals maybe every other week just to update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-9075526425190312207?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/9075526425190312207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/9075526425190312207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/9075526425190312207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-so-tired.html' title='I am sO TIRED!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzqi5Ek3AI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nPiw7svPikc/s72-c/Sleepy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-1062207534595713382</id><published>2008-08-02T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:12:27.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPISTAXIS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/nikkiread22/EMOTICONS.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 94px; height: 102px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj23/secretary_2002/emoticons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/icons/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd300/LIMALE/EMOTICONS/97913772-llorando.gif" style="width: 102px; height: 102px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://photobucket.com/group/image/smileys/5ZJKUV46BH/smileyfaces.gif?o=7" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 619px; height: 76px;" src="http://gi262.photobucket.com/groups/ii81/5ZJKUV46BH/smileyfaces.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              That's a new word I have learned in the internet because of my friend. She said it was a medical term for nosebleed. This word states my experiences yesterday. I mean not all of it but my other classes were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Well since yesterday was a Friday so as usual I have four subjects from 9 am to 6 pm..yeah!!..it's really tight but I like it the way it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              In the Accounting 111 period I really had Epistaxis. By the way it's just an expression huh?..not the real one..so we had a quiz the test one was okay but the test 2 was so urgh!!!.. I am so frustrated and at the same time accomplished at least I have balanced the worksheet..I still have a chance to get a score.. anyway enough of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                We were supposed to have a Math class but since the CSM are going to have an acquaintance party we didn't have a class it's really silly because the stage is just outside and in front of our room. The music is going to be so loud since there are so many speakers and the place was also closed area so.&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb244/peachteach/emoticons/yawn.gif" width="24" height="24" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next subject would be history 1. At this time also we aren't going to have our class because our teacher was the registrar so she's really busy and her assistant said she's having a meeting or something like that so she isn't going to have our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Last subject would be the Filipino 1. Finally we had our class. Our teacher gave us the answers for our exam but she didn't give us our test booklets maybe she's going to do some corrections for it since we have identified some corrections and our answer might be right. She also said that if we got low scores in the Filipino revised 2001 edition of spelling then she would have to reconsider since we haven't tackled that topic yet.&lt;a class="snap_shots" target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/icons/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb244/peachteach/emoticons/chickendance.gif" style="width: 33px; height: 33px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yaY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoNg sTorY sHorT in every day there's always a frustration and hapiness..so you better expect it =) nOt aLways though..bye2&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i536.photobucket.com/albums/ff326/goga_77/emoticons-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-1062207534595713382?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/1062207534595713382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/08/epistaxis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1062207534595713382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1062207534595713382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/08/epistaxis.html' title='EPISTAXIS..'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd300/LIMALE/EMOTICONS/th_97913772-llorando.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-1756125950107880909</id><published>2008-07-25T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:09:31.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jUst haD a wOnderFuL daY =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/animations" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l186/Loserface_x_x/animations/ariel-1.gif" border="0" alt="ariel. Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All things just fall into place. From the start of my day I wake up at 7 am though my class starts at 9 am. I was so excited because I got to wear my uniform again since we only wear it during Mondays and Fridays so it's really rare for me. Though it's hard wearing heels all day long still I like it because I'm proud of wearing my uniform. So anyway, my first class was accounting 111. I'm so excited since we got to continue our lecture about worksheets!! 10 column of them!! though it's very tiring for the eyes I still like it!!! I love being an accountant =) First we had our practice. We have solved a problem. I tell you it's not just any problem. It's not the kind of problem we had in high school like age problem... blah blah blah... It's a problem that will really twist your mind..okay! I'm exaggerating a bit..am I?..To tell you to answer that problem you would have to undergo so many steps. First is very easy you just have to copy the given trial balance into the worksheet. The second part is a bit(just a bit) confusing x_X you have to identify the entries then put it in the journal. I tell you when your going to identify it is confusing because you would have to identify what is the account title then whether what it is a debit or credit and the hard thing is you must make it all balance!!..anyway that's just a little part of it o_O third part is your going to transfer your entries in the worksheet and if your account title is not found in your worksheet then you have to write it. After you have written all of it get the balance then make the double rule. After balancing the adjustments you have to write your new trial balance. This is the trickiest part because if the entry is debit and credit you would have to lessen it (in accounting we cannot say subtract it's always less) if it is the same then you would have to combine it. your eyes would really drool because it's so confusing in seeing what entry it is because the lines are so small and the hard thing is you shouldn't have any erasures because if we are really in the real world of accountancy every mistake we make will be questioned. Second to the last step is your going to make the income statement. You will transfer the revenues/income and expenses in this column. You must be vigilant in looking and identifying which are the revenues and expenses. The last step is the Balance sheet. The most heart pumping step of all because if you're going to balance all the accounts it's so DAMN difficult (yup! I just said the word!). If you cannot balance it all you would have to start all over again. But it is fun balancing all the accounts I love it!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Now for our subject math. I tell you it is my first time to be bored in math class. When I was in high school and even grade school I have always loved math. Not that I'm boasting but it is true. It is just now that I have felt it's "boringness" maybe because we have taken up these lesson from my high school since our math is just math 1. Anyways, it is still fun telling our teacher about the answers in her exercises since she will just write it then if it is wrong she corrections it then explains to us why the answer is like that. She was a excellent teacher though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HorraY!!!!..We didn't have our history class...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Now for my Filipino class. It is fun because we had a sort of quiz show by groups. We have two groups. We had a kind of "quiz show" maybe because we are going to have the prelims on Tuesday next week. It is really a capital F-U-N daY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s336.photobucket.com/albums/n341/abby16217/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_664891298l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i336.photobucket.com/albums/n341/abby16217/1_664891298l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-1756125950107880909?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/1756125950107880909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-had-wonderful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1756125950107880909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1756125950107880909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-had-wonderful-day.html' title='jUst haD a wOnderFuL daY =)'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l186/Loserface_x_x/animations/th_ariel-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-1025615985434114947</id><published>2008-07-24T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:07:41.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majesteens Reunion</title><content type='html'>I just had our reunion. Well, I cannot really call it a reunion though, it is because some of the people that I saw in the reunion are the ones mostly I saw in the University I study since we go to the same University. It's not all of them though. There are some of the Majesteens who came from CDO to Iligan to visit us they are studying in Xavier University also known as Ateneo de Cagayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nostalgic seeing them for quite two months or more. I have missed them since we are classmates since first year. College is really a whole new world for me. I still can't get over high school. I think high school is the best memory I had in my life. Grade school was just humiliating. I am so messed up when I was in grade school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really a lot of changes in us. seeing them with their uniforms is so telling me that "Oh God, I am old I need to be serious so that I will not be left behind" I will not picture myself being left behind by my ex classmates. I will become crazy if they're already working with their desired jobs while I'm still studying. Though my course takes about five years it's okay at least it's just a year right?..speaking of which I had a classmate that is a sophomore in Accountancy while we were in our Sociology period our teacher is his classmate before!..can you believe it?..you're teacher is your classmate?!..gosh..I will never let that happen to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s336.photobucket.com/albums/n341/abby16217/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_669283084l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i336.photobucket.com/albums/n341/abby16217/1_669283084l.jpg" alt="majesteens reunion" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough of this...I will write for you guys soon..keep in touch =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have get over about that frustration thingy from my last journal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-1025615985434114947?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/1025615985434114947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/majesteens-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1025615985434114947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1025615985434114947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/majesteens-reunion.html' title='Majesteens Reunion'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-2089873497223957192</id><published>2008-07-20T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:05:43.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>been ThaT LonG?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzoV73AmlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ZM9L9WmVco/s1600-h/DSC07166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzoV73AmlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ZM9L9WmVco/s320/DSC07166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304369924678916690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I've written another new journal. I guess I write mostly when I'm mad about something. Well, I immediately get mad when someone wakes me up!..when I am in the middle of my dreams..Well, the question is since when have I become so lazy at waking up?..well, since then I wake up by myself just in time for my schedule. If you wake me up then my day would be in a critical condition so is yours because I will never ever stop until you are so gonna have the same day as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Today is sunday, I am supposed to be going to church but because MY FATHER WOKE ME UP BECAUSE OF SOME STUPID PHONE CALL I BECOME FURIOUS ESPECIALLY THAT THE CALLER WAS ACTUALLY NOT MY CLASSMATE BUT HE SAID THAT IT WAS MY CLASSMATE NOT EVEN ASKING WHO SHE REALLY WAS BECAUSE HE JUST ASSUMED IT WAS MY CLASSMATE so he just wakes me up like our house was burning. He said abby! abby! abby!...someone is calling it's your classmate!!!!!....so who wouldn't be awake with that kind of voice!..when I was on the phone the caller said it was LT SHE ISN'T MY CLASSMATE?..what the heck!!..and you know what was her reason why she called? it is because she was wondering what time the sign-in is.... I WAS SO FRUSTRATED BECAUSE SHE SHOULD HAVE ASKED THE OFFICERS YESTERDAY...GOSH SHE IS SO IRRESPONSIBLE!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOW MY DAY IS EVEN WORSE&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/animations" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 92px; height: 67px;" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n240/TulipTori_7/Animations/Tearyanimation.gif" alt="Teary is at it again! XD Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I wasn't be able to go to sign-in because I'm already late!!!..because after she called it was about 6 am and our sign-in is 9 am so I went back to sleep and when I wake up it was five minutes to 9 and THERE IS NO ONE IN THE HOUSE IT SEEMS THAT THEY WENT TO CHURCH AND THIS TIME SOMETHING IMPORTANT CAME UP THEY DIDN'T EVEN WAKE ME UP????...IT'S REALLY FRUSTRATING!!!...UGH!..I am so frustrated that I cannot write anymore..so I'm going to stop this before I am getting a HIGH-BLOOD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-2089873497223957192?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/2089873497223957192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-that-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2089873497223957192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/2089873497223957192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-that-long.html' title='been ThaT LonG?..'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzoV73AmlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ZM9L9WmVco/s72-c/DSC07166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-8965392737191776301</id><published>2008-07-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:01:29.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY bOOk is BacK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZznM3VlMjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AmnRsAtyuqE/s1600-h/Image%28543%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZznM3VlMjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AmnRsAtyuqE/s320/Image%28543%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304368669334516274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;◙♥◙I am feeling lucky today ◙♥◙&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I just had a exam-like quiz in my accounting 111. Well, I’d consider myself lucky because I was able to construct T-accounts and was able to do the trial balance. It was like a hell of a job you must be accurate when assigning where to put the certain transaction or else your accounts won’t be balanced. We were like fighting the time. I was using pencil so after I have balanced my accounts I needed to rewrite it in pen so I was like “Ma’am wait! I’m just rewriting my answers! Please give me a few seconds…” but anyway I didn’t finish rewriting my trial balance only the title that was being written in pen. I pray that Ma’am Basa would consider it as long as my answers are right. Well, of course it’s useless to consider it when your answers are wrong right? Yeah! I’m being silly &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;In the noon, my mother’s assistants that are also lecturers helped me in my Filipino subject because our assignment wants us to interview another person that know other languages. There’s my mom’s assistant who knew how to speak French so I interviewed him. I was so grateful because I have learned new French words. Also, I have learned how to enunciate them. Then after that is our math subject. We have an assignment but I didn’t do it because basically she won’t check it anyway so why bother? Also she would also explain them so it’s just like an advance reading for us. Sometimes I do it but now I just don’t feel like it also I don’t have a book. Anyway when she starts to discuss it, gosh! It was so boring my other block mates were eating, chatting, yawning and some dedicated students would participate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;BREAK DOWN&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;My book was recovered! I am so sick! The person who has taken it said that he send me a message but I wasn’t be able to receive it so. Anyway if I hadn’t bought another book maybe I’m suffering today because I will not be able to study right? Anyway I have taken the risk and I’m grateful that I have taken the risk because if not my GPA will be at risk!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;sTiLL feeLin’ LuckY,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;♪♥aBbY♥♪  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-8965392737191776301?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/8965392737191776301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-book-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8965392737191776301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8965392737191776301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-book-is-back.html' title='mY bOOk is BacK!!!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZznM3VlMjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AmnRsAtyuqE/s72-c/Image%28543%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-7127348187499353553</id><published>2008-07-03T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:57:36.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iNfabOosT eNerGy??..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzmo_SwDUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bLo_mS44hDo/s1600-h/Image%28578%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzmo_SwDUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bLo_mS44hDo/s320/Image%28578%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304368052994837826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just had the unexpected day of my Life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 63pt;"&gt;Well, first is that we had our English class and our teach returned back our composition notebooks I was so nervous because I might get the lowest score but then I get an average grade I got forty over fifty. I guess that’s okay, right? I mean at least I’m not the lowest in the class. Then we had our sociology class. This is also unexpected because I didn’t know my score from our quiz because our teacher immediately took it after we have checked it because he said he had to go because he still have a meeting in the Dean’s office so he just left us with a seatwork that we kind of have to discuss in a group. I was kind of brave today since I have learned to express my opinion to my group mates. I guess I have gained somehow enough confidence. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 63pt;"&gt;Also in our spare time, we teased Johaira* &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for a cute guy because as we walk there’s this guy who just butt in in our conversation saying “ let Johaira be she has still something to do, right?” Sittie* and I heard this so we thought that this guy has special feelings for Johaira. Most alarming the guy was cute! He was a look-alike of Mark Herras from GMA TV station. Looking at them, you could really say they’re looking good with each other. It’s like they were meant for one another but sadly, Johaira has already a boyfriend so now we teased the guy for Sittie since she also liked the guy but when Leo* pass by she said he was cute. Talk about infatuation huh? Leo is our block mate Rohaira* and me. Any way I had a picture of Johaira and Matt* (the name of the cute guy)..I’ll post it in a few days from now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 63pt;"&gt;Afternoon, I had to go to Miru’s* dormitory to copy some notes for our quiz tomorrow. It is my first time to go on a dormitory after my mom’s dormitory in UP Diliman but hey! That was when I was still in elementary so I was kinda excited. Then after copying the notes I had my lunch there after that I immediately went to the city proper to buy the journal and ledger sheets. Then I remembered that what if the latest magazine of which is already there? So I went to CM enterprises my “suki” in buying magazines. There it was! After waiting for a long time, after constantly going back there to inquire about latest issues finally! The latest issue arrived but hey! It was the issue for the next month!..how could this be..well, I also wanted that issue but what about the issue in this month?..Oh God..I still have to look for that issue because I cannot understand this issue because you know I still hadn’t read this month’s issue. Anyway I will read it eventually when I get bored..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I STILL HAVE TO STUDY..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So bye for now,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-aBbY-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-7127348187499353553?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/7127348187499353553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/infaboost-energy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7127348187499353553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7127348187499353553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/infaboost-energy.html' title='iNfabOosT eNerGy??..'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzmo_SwDUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bLo_mS44hDo/s72-c/Image%28578%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-1142483564221992044</id><published>2008-07-02T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:54:54.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Late..tsk3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzl35alK0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/S2VaWCVfBUY/s1600-h/NganU-ka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzl35alK0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/S2VaWCVfBUY/s320/NganU-ka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304367209603476290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/angry%20%20animations" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u62/I_silent_one/cute%20animations/onigiri_angry.gif" alt="Onigiri Angry Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aM sO MAD at mYseLf  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Part 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                             You might be wondering why I posted this journal this early supposedly I’m going to post it this evening as what I have done from my past journals but I was able to because I don’t have any classes during Wednesday so. I just went to our department office the Department of Accountancy to inquire about my long lost expensive book but unfortunately our chairwoman didn’t receive any turn over books so I decided to buy the book because if I wouldn’t I couldn’t study for our quiz this Friday. The chairwoman also said that no one would return my book if they found it because number one, it is expensive so who would return a book that’s expensive and have no name on it right?..yeah! I know I’m stupid sometimes because I didn’t place my name on it but hey! I’m&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a 100% human ya know.. I commit mistakes.. but anyway the second, it is not only the accounting 1 uses that book also that students with the courses IT, Marketing.. so that means they were blessed if they’ve found it..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would’ve bought that money with a new pair of pants. I AM SO STUPID!!..RECKLESS!!..and most of all TANGA..but anyway I’m not going to let that happen again…I have learned my lesson..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'll edit this journal this evening if ever my day will get better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-1142483564221992044?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/1142483564221992044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-so-mad-at-myself-part-2-you-might.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1142483564221992044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1142483564221992044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-so-mad-at-myself-part-2-you-might.html' title='Too Late..tsk3'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzl35alK0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/S2VaWCVfBUY/s72-c/NganU-ka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-8070850285197570118</id><published>2008-07-01T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:50:27.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost my ACCOUNTING book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzk0tS6M7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/MITcZhaN2Ls/s1600-h/Sobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzk0tS6M7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/MITcZhaN2Ls/s320/Sobs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304366055298839474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You never know one hour before you're satisfied and happy then one hour after you're frustrated!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy that I got to catch up in my accounting 111 class and I was able to understand the lesson well. Also in my math class I was able to participate in the first time [board work] I was so happy that I have answered all the 81 provinces and capitals of the Philippines in our quiz in history 1 subject. My last subject was okay I was able to laugh because of Rosario's presentation/report but after the Filipino 1 subject I was soOoOo FRUSTRATED!!!!!...I was going home when I take my wallet from my bag to get the fare I found out that my accounting 111 book was GONE!!!..so I hurriedly went back to the school to find my book. I went to my history 1 room, my filipino 1 room but there was NOTHING!!!..I was certain that I left it at the history 1 room because I put it under my seat. when I went to my history 1 room I found out that there were still students taking quizzes but because of my diligence to find MY LONG LOST EXPENSIVE BOOK I got over my pride and shyness then ask the professor that was there for about three hours 'cause she was our history teacher.She said that maybe a student from the class that's after ours have taken it..so she suggested that I'll look for it this Friday or maybe next tuesday!!!...gosh, I still have to wait for days...and the FACT THAT I CANNOT STUDY IS WHAT FRUSTRATES ME!!!!...I WILL BE LEFT BEHIND AGAIN!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LisTeN to This mUsic it KiNda cOnnecTs mY mOOd riGhT nOw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY FOOLING MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;kaTe vOegeLe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ChlzIzcx9dE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ChlzIzcx9dE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-8070850285197570118?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/8070850285197570118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-lost-my-accounting-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8070850285197570118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/8070850285197570118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-lost-my-accounting-book.html' title='I lost my ACCOUNTING book!'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzk0tS6M7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/MITcZhaN2Ls/s72-c/Sobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-190886751767511154</id><published>2008-06-30T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:47:41.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KASAMA assembly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzkI4yebKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JzgJv2dH2A4/s1600-h/DSC07427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzkI4yebKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JzgJv2dH2A4/s320/DSC07427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304365302469782690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to the extent that my mood was different from the other days. Know why it's because the KASAMA assembly gives us the opportunity to report next Monday for our report! isn't that great?..I mean today is Monday and were supposed to have reporting about smoking and alcoholism..also I'm MAD because of my group mates because last Wednesday were supposed to see each other so that we can divide the topics that's going to be discussed but instead the 3 of them BAILED us!!!...anyway I'm not gonna let that event spoil my mood because eventually they will suffer the consequences of not going to our rendevoir. They are the ones who doesn't have a topic to discuss so it means they will not get a great right?..I am so cruel but ei! they deserve it you know. We were waiting there for about 3 hours still they didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we had our sociology quiz and I feel relaxed now at least I have nothing to worry about now except for my accounting 111 subject but hey I'll forget about that for now..I'll just worry about it tomorrow..The KASAMA assembly was part amusing but the most of it is BORING..all the talking and speeches it makes me SICK AND SLEEPY..I was amused because of the dance society I mean I saw their dance steps are similar of their dance steps when they won in the Palakasan 2007 but still I was amused I really like them because their steps are a combination of cheer dance, hip-hop which of course includes the pumping, locking, krumping, break dancing etc., gymnastics!.yup they had a member that's a gymnast, they're all PROs. now why did I say they're PROs it's because some of them were my teachers when I have had workshops for about five years. I mean all my high school year's summer was all been about dancing. We won CHAMPION in pop dance because Sir RomeL was our dance instructor..wicked huh?..also the DIP [dance impulse production] also had their presentation but I don't like their steps that much just like the dance society it's not that I don't like them because some of the members of the dance society were my mentors I'm not that low ya know I'm the kind of person who judges another with what they bring on the table. From their performance all their steps was just pumping. It's kind of cool in the first but once the song goes on it's kind of "Ei! do you still have other moves other than pumping?" though their costumes was COOL I think they're also fans of Leighton a.k.a Blair Woldorf in Gossip Girl cause all of the girl members wore yellow lowers whether it is skinny jeans or skirts. All of their costumes are so colorful..I guess I just saw a rainbow..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIP DANCERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWMVT1H-usQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWMVT1H-usQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I will forget I was totally blown away by the OCTAVA chorale group..they sung the philippine anthem. I tell you when you hear them sing you'll get goosebumps!!!..now they're known nationally and world wide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heRe's aN eXampLe fOr yOu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I AIN'T GOT YOU&lt;br /&gt;octava chorale society of MSU-IIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7HKnySGOLHI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7HKnySGOLHI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the videos are not the ones they performed at the KASAMA assembly they're just examples]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired,&lt;br /&gt;-aBbY-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-190886751767511154?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/190886751767511154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/06/kasama-assembly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/190886751767511154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/190886751767511154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/06/kasama-assembly.html' title='KASAMA assembly'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzkI4yebKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JzgJv2dH2A4/s72-c/DSC07427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-7047860538052319993</id><published>2008-06-29T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:38:10.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Class in CWTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZziBlY6TnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f0dvqVi1aPM/s1600-h/DSC07499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZziBlY6TnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f0dvqVi1aPM/s320/DSC07499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304362977979944562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 sundays of waiting for our first class in CWTS finally our patience have granted us to finally meet our teacher. In all judges I like his teaching skills. I like his quizzes not that I'm specifying that I'm a total nerd but it's just his quizzes lets you know yourself more. He said he got it in the internet. I have experienced taking a test from the internet. when I have finished the test later did I know that you still need to purchase it for $25 for you to be able to get the whole or complete evaluation of yourself. So when Sir Jojo by the way the nickname of our teach gave us the quizzes I truly appreciated it a lot. I think the results somehow speaks of who I am truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The first test was named "Rotter's Locus of Control". the result I got was 14. there are so many steps before getting this result. the test was 29 items all in all but still there are some items there that is not related to the test so you needed to crash it out etc. if you got 11.5 that is the passing or you can call it the midpoint. 11.5 below it means that when you're chasing your dream you needed to have external inspirations for you to pursue it. Like for example you're going to study for a reward. I'm not saying that it's bad to have that kind of inspiration it's just that this kind of inspiration doesn't last long for your reason of pursuing your dream is for you to have something in return. if you got the score of 11.5 and up it means the opposite of it. you're chasing you're dreams for something internal. Like me I wanted to be a CPA and there's nothing I wanted more so every external inspirations is just like a bonus If I got it then I'm happy If I don't get it I'm also happy for there's nothing that gives me more happiness than to pursue my dream of being a CPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The second test was named "Personal Functioning Inventory" this one is for your adaptivity. The score you'll get ranges from 1-5 so it means that the passing is 3. I got 3.5 so it means that I'm an independent. Even though my dad stops taking me to school just now in college I'm still independent so even if my dad won't take me or get me from school. Still  I can go home by myself. It also means that if I got stressed out over things It won't bother me next time since I've already experienced that. not that I won't get stressed ever it's just that your time in adapting to things is faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             The last test was named "Rosenberg Self-esteem Scale".this test truly implicates myself. The score also ranges from 1-5. I got 2.1 so it means that I have low self-esteem. I cannot understand myself for that when I was in high school my self-esteem was way uncontrollable I mean that I'm always active in activities at school. I join organizations and was a Mother Ignacia awardee because we were catechizing elementary students yup! right even though we were high school we were taught by our adviser in the org all about christianity and now we granted the quest that God has given us to spread the Good News of God.. I join competitions like Cheer dance or MTG (mathematical trainings guild). I also compete in quiz bowls but it's just in the school but still I'm proud of it. Now that I'm in college I am shy maybe because I feel inferior for my classmates are mostly salutatorians and valedictorians in their school. Now I am enlightened I will not mind this feeling of inferiority for this experience I'll take it as a challenge in putting my dreams into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way this tests are not a hundred percent guaranteed truthful to some of the people. For I also believe that every man's destiny is within their hands so it's up to you on how you are going to decide for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving who I am,&lt;br /&gt;aBbY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-7047860538052319993?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/7047860538052319993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-class-in-cwts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7047860538052319993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/7047860538052319993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-class-in-cwts.html' title='First Class in CWTS'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZziBlY6TnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f0dvqVi1aPM/s72-c/DSC07499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-6209729887781960231</id><published>2008-06-28T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:35:19.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acquaintance Party of CBAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzhQgUZGtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XCwGFjcsVbo/s1600-h/1_345683085l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzhQgUZGtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XCwGFjcsVbo/s320/1_345683085l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304362134805224146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             It's time for a break from all my home works, It's time to take a break from memorizing the 81 provinces and the capital of the Philippines and to take a break from familiarizing the history of sociology. I'm so over it.&lt;br /&gt;A day before the acquaintance party we had a kind of gathering for the teams in preparation for tomorrow. My team color is yellow and it's name is "yeLLowKiTTy" it's silly right? but I got nothing to do about it because we voted for a name and it turns out the "yellowkitty" name got the majority of the votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cheer goes like this [with the tune of LOW in step up 2 movie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow yellow kitty boots with the fur&lt;br /&gt;the whole team rocks your world&lt;br /&gt;we hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;you're going low, low, low, low, low, low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the set of our acquaintance party is just like the "wowowee" show of ABS-CBN. The games in our acquaintance party is just like the show but there are some renovations. Instead of  "hep hep horray" we got it like in gay language "zep zep zorray" it's really funny I tell you...though I don't constantly watch the "wowowee" show to tell you the truth I find our version of  "wowowee" more fun and exciting especially the hosts are aso funny!! they're so hilarious!!..also they dance like there's no one watching them they're really great dancers and they're steps is like out of this world!!  In my own opinion they really got the crowd energized and they make the show more alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to sleep because I need to wake up tomorrow at 8 am for the CWTS..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, I forgot to go to church, no matter I'll make sure I'll go to church tomorrow afternoon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-6209729887781960231?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/6209729887781960231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/06/acquaintance-party-of-cbaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6209729887781960231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/6209729887781960231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/06/acquaintance-party-of-cbaa.html' title='Acquaintance Party of CBAA'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzhQgUZGtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XCwGFjcsVbo/s72-c/1_345683085l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088469019488837812.post-1970659492381974215</id><published>2008-05-30T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:30:54.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am extremely jealous!..or maybe CRAZY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzgJKADK4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6elo8WWceJM/s1600-h/Ya-n-den.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzgJKADK4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6elo8WWceJM/s320/Ya-n-den.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304360909043608450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this week I don't have someone to talk to I mean my cousin and I casually chats through YM in the morning. This week they went to Bumbaran [family's banana plantation] to have a vacation. I was asked by my mom if I wanted to go but I refused. I was asking myself why did I refuse? if I wanted to go there I should have said yes. my uncle from LA will also be there and I really wanted to see him 'cause I haven't seen him since february.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so jealous because my mom already went to Bumbaran with my brother. It seems that only my father and I didn't went there. From the pics of my mom there the place really looks nice and I wanted to see the nature really. Since the place is in the mountains every morning it's as if you are in a dream 'cause all you can see is the fogs. the fresh breath of air and the refreshing color of the trees is making me more jealous!..what the heck!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started thinking because of boredom. It is not that I don't think but..anyways that's not the point. The point is that I got the answer of why I didn't join them. Maybe it is because of that I can't live without internet? or maybe it is because my fave cousin isn't gonna be there 'cause she got a frisbee competition..or maybe because my family isn't going there since we just have had our vacation in Davao..or maybe because I got the information that my uncle will stop by here after he will go back to LA..There are really many many maybe-s that's in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O GOD, what am I gonna do..to avoid thinking of this stupid nonsense..but hey! if it is nonsense then why am I writing a journal of it..maybe it is because I have nothing to write about...okay! enough of the maybe-s..I better go and practice my piano or maybe guitar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh I should go!...bye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♫ aBby_wOrLd ♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088469019488837812-1970659492381974215?l=abbyhalo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/feeds/1970659492381974215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-extremely-jealousor-maybe-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1970659492381974215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088469019488837812/posts/default/1970659492381974215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbyhalo.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-extremely-jealousor-maybe-crazy.html' title='I am extremely jealous!..or maybe CRAZY?'/><author><name>◙♥◙ aBbY ◙♥◙</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677164144329078165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/S_Nnc-4AskI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KKwoVILOeDQ/S220/DSCN1813.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWjkt06hLqU/SZzgJKADK4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6elo8WWceJM/s72-c/Ya-n-den.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
