<?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-5739003081831827079</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:38:30.639-07:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='first'/><category term='prom'/><category term='junior'/><category term='flirty'/><category term='3 words'/><category term='night-life'/><title type='text'>[MiNE.] ü</title><subtitle type='html'>recent day-to-day happenings are mostly posted here . but not all of those are really significant:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>--yka;)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06774455042405730691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gLmUtowWn0o/SEI_8gZpacI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdWKMTxI66I/S220/35.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739003081831827079.post-4259929919411042106</id><published>2008-06-01T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:54:02.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior'/><title type='text'>this is "IT"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;whew! i'm going to be a junior student beginning on thursday! i really couldn't believe the rush of time. indeed, time flies so fast. i didn't notice that i'm already about to graduate in two years! OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;these are the things i know that will happen in 3rd year-too much headache caused by Chemistry, more and more challenging school activities, and PROM night. wooohoo!speaking of prom, as early as april, i was already planning about how my dress will look like and how i will look like too. planning too early, huh? well.. i was just excited about it. i hope everything will turn out how i expected it to be.&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/5739003081831827079-4259929919411042106?l=letterelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4259929919411042106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739003081831827079&amp;postID=4259929919411042106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default/4259929919411042106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default/4259929919411042106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-it.html' title='this is &quot;IT&quot;'/><author><name>--yka;)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06774455042405730691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gLmUtowWn0o/SEI_8gZpacI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdWKMTxI66I/S220/35.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739003081831827079.post-4872298954582773951</id><published>2008-06-01T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:41:45.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 words'/><title type='text'>the thing about MUSiC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i love songs. i love singing [but i don't have the talent. haha!]there's something in music in which i cannot find in anything else.there is something special about it because it's the only thing that&lt;br /&gt;makes me happy all the time which is a fact that i'm really sure of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;as what they say, music plays a big part in those fellas called&lt;br /&gt;"EMO" or emotional. no, i ain't one of those 'cause i don't really&lt;br /&gt;have those punk hairstyles, thick make-up, black-colored&lt;br /&gt;lipstick&amp;amp;&amp;amp;the like. [but i love black stuff especially black-painted&lt;br /&gt;nails]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;these are the 3 top words that i can asociate with music-sing,&lt;br /&gt;happiness, and serenity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;SING&lt;/span&gt; - 'cause whenever there's this song which i love most, i really&lt;br /&gt;want to get its lyrics. i want to learn how it should be sung correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt; - when i've already familiarized its lyrics, that's the&lt;br /&gt;time when i feel happy and contented with myself. i simply don't&lt;br /&gt;know why but i'm pretty sure that it keeps me on the go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;SERENITY &lt;/span&gt;- after searching for the lyrics and familiarizing it, i find&lt;br /&gt;inner peace. i mean, music soothes my soul. it's one of my daily&lt;br /&gt;vitamins to go through life and enjoy every bit of it.&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/5739003081831827079-4872298954582773951?l=letterelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4872298954582773951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739003081831827079&amp;postID=4872298954582773951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default/4872298954582773951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default/4872298954582773951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/thing-about-music.html' title='the thing about MUSiC'/><author><name>--yka;)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06774455042405730691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gLmUtowWn0o/SEI_8gZpacI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdWKMTxI66I/S220/35.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739003081831827079.post-5687221386828437229</id><published>2008-06-01T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:13:43.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night-life'/><title type='text'>of being a FIRST-TIMER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;walking for hours was tiring. but that "weariness"&lt;br /&gt;seemed to banish because i was with my&lt;br /&gt;mom almost the whole day. we strolled all&lt;br /&gt;around the malls [G-Mall&amp;amp;&amp;amp;SM] and watched the town's&lt;br /&gt;new movie - Caregiver. the movie was great after all.&lt;br /&gt; caregivers experience lots of unforgettable things&lt;br /&gt; and they really feel that huge "pressure" on&lt;br /&gt; their backs. i guess, i really wouldn't want to&lt;br /&gt; be a caregiver someday.. anyways, that night,&lt;br /&gt; me and my mom decided to have a "girls' night out".&lt;br /&gt;at first, i felt excited 'cause it's my first time&lt;br /&gt; to do such thing. but eventually, i felt sorry for&lt;br /&gt;my two brothers who were back home and really&lt;br /&gt; didn't know where we were up to. me, my cousin, my aunt,&lt;br /&gt; and my mom sauntered around the city. i was stunned&lt;br /&gt;because by that time, [10 pm] lots of &lt;b&gt;YOUNG&lt;/b&gt; people&lt;br /&gt;were still hanging out at the city's bars. [and take note,&lt;br /&gt;the girls whom i saw were dressed up like they're going&lt;br /&gt;to a beach party or something . they were using&lt;br /&gt; "shorty" shorts and the like. eew!] and then, we&lt;br /&gt; came across this crowded, vast venue. i saw&lt;br /&gt;lots of men, of different ages, drinking, smoking&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;with those FLIRT gals&lt;/b&gt;. OMG ! i really&lt;br /&gt;couldn't believe what i saw that night! some girls&lt;br /&gt; were sitting on their partner's lap, talking like crazy,&lt;br /&gt; and smiling like a devil. tsssk. we left that place&lt;br /&gt; and proceeded to the other side of the city.&lt;br /&gt; another set of young people were doing the same&lt;br /&gt; thing-smoking&amp;amp;&amp;amp;drinking. oh well! i just have to&lt;br /&gt; be open with the fact that some of the young&lt;br /&gt; people engage in these kind of thing. and oh !&lt;br /&gt; i tried to taste this kind of beer and i really don't like it.&lt;br /&gt; i wonder why people like to drink but the reality is,&lt;br /&gt; it really doesn't taste that good. we went back&lt;br /&gt; to my aunt's home by 2 am and slept there&lt;br /&gt; for awhile. me and my mom rose up by 4 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;[Gwen'ssong. haha!] and then went back to our own home.&lt;br /&gt; *up to now, i could still feel the taste of the beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739003081831827079-5687221386828437229?l=letterelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5687221386828437229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739003081831827079&amp;postID=5687221386828437229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default/5687221386828437229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739003081831827079/posts/default/5687221386828437229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letterelle.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-being-first-timer.html' title='of being a FIRST-TIMER'/><author><name>--yka;)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06774455042405730691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gLmUtowWn0o/SEI_8gZpacI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zdWKMTxI66I/S220/35.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
