<?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-3186613176054133910</id><updated>2011-09-05T06:07:46.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Desire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-599052207337367596</id><published>2010-09-08T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T08:56:39.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>杨丞琳 - 雨爱 / Rainie Yang - Rainie Love CHORDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://littlemsdreamer.fileave.com/chords.png" width="350" height="550"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Credits to : http://chords-haven.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_13.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-599052207337367596?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/599052207337367596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainie-yang-rainie-love-chords.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/599052207337367596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/599052207337367596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainie-yang-rainie-love-chords.html' title='杨丞琳 - 雨爱 / Rainie Yang - Rainie Love CHORDS'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-1152254724920390462</id><published>2010-07-07T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:54:12.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[DESCRIPTIVE] Essay Homework</title><content type='html'>This is our homework for today to be passed tomorrow, and the instruction is to blog it. So, here's my essay as my homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;FASHION has bright sides too!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Miuscha Yves, 17 years young, a deadly friend, a loving enemy, a rebellious daughter and a fashion design student. A deadly friend – I can be the best friend you’ve been wishing for, but watch out, a deadly one because once someone hurts you, they’d be kneeling in front of my John Galliano's garden of electric color (Christian Dior) asking for forgiveness. A loving enemy – once you get involved, there’s only one way out – regret, a rebellious daughter of Armani Yves – NY’s hot topic, and a soon-to-be fashion designer here in New York. Well, I guess it runs in the blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the last day of school and I can see how gloomy it seems to be. Vera, one of my best buds, texted me that she hasn’t finished her fashion design thesis. I walked through the mini hallway leading to my room from our staircase, and opened the pinkish door filled with diamond bits. I smelled the fragrance of my room; it’s my scent, as usual. It’s 3 am and I can’t sleep. I feel that my hot pink and light pink striped bed cover doesn’t seem comfy as it usually does. So, I grabbed a light pencil and a heavy duty paper and started scribbling. To my surprise, I involuntarily drew gorgeous high heeled footwear after 5 long minutes. After drawing something good looking to my eyes, I was content and tried to sleep again. And after several minutes of thinking about what’s going to happen on the next day, I was able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk through the mirrored halls of our lobby, entering our room, I saw everyone weeping while Elle, one of the top students of our class, approached me and said, “Vera can’t graduate if she can’t submit her design today!” I was terribly shocked and thought of nothing but the design I made a while ago. I neared myself to where Vera was, sitting and crying like an ugly duckling. “Look at your eyeliner! It’s smudging! Stop that childish act of yours and do something. Don’t just sit there!” I alleged, full of fierce. Vera approached me with a wet face and a smudged, messy eyeliner look painted on her face and hugged me. “Thanks, Miuscha. Please, help me. I know I can do it if you’re with me.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the neat, manually drawn and thought by me, and I started telling her the unbelievable story of how fast I did the unruly design that I drew. I told her to draw with her heart and not with her hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very superb, breath taking fashion sketch was submitted to our sultry and muggy advisor by Vera, of course. Vera got hired in a high class fashion business and as for me, well, obviously, I got hired by my father in our company as the associate designer as the starting rank. We all won our pressured college life, in exchange for a prestigious and prominent job. And the thing that I’ve learned the most is, fashion has its bright sides too! Because people say that in the fashion world, the combat is as deadly as the World War II!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;By: Jenny Pacaldo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-1152254724920390462?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/1152254724920390462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/07/descriptive-essay-homework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/1152254724920390462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/1152254724920390462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/07/descriptive-essay-homework.html' title='[DESCRIPTIVE] Essay Homework'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-7653935479742603709</id><published>2010-06-29T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:28:22.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath.</title><content type='html'>"Aftermath" is a song by one of my favorite singers/artists - Adam Lambert. It's such a wonderful song that the producer of his album allowed him to co-write it with the other famous composers, and the meaning of the song is so touching. &lt;B&gt;AFTERMATH&lt;/B&gt; means "after a war" or something like that. And it says, &lt;i&gt;"gonna tell you, you'll be alright in the &lt;b&gt;aftermath"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the inauguration of our new president Benigno "Noynoy" Aquino III, and that simply means that, there are no classes. Last night, I slept so late, like around 12mn. I made a new blog skin like a week ago, but I hated it, so I didn't finish it. And just last night, I continued making the skin. And just around 2 hours ago, I finished it. This new blog skin is entitled, "Aftermath," obviously, as you've seen in this post, it won't be just posted here if it's meaningless, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the links of Aftermath by Adam Lambert, if you wanna listen to it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fag3UY6iHFE"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fag3UY6iHFE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/aftermath-lyrics-adam-lambert.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.metrolyrics.com/aftermath-lyrics-adam-lambert.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chords: &lt;a href="http://www.guitaretab.com/a/adam-lambert/209183.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.guitaretab.com/a/adam-lambert/209183.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and by the way, I've got a new account in FS. You can check the link in the profile section. Just click "Form Spring" Feel free to ask me questions! Just don't be rude ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;ENJOY, GOD BLESS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-7653935479742603709?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/7653935479742603709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/aftermath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/7653935479742603709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/7653935479742603709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-5452813274615424658</id><published>2010-06-19T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T05:22:16.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plug.</title><content type='html'>It's Father's Day, have you thought of what bonding moment you would give your dad? Well, we have a suggestion to make, why not play Paintball? During these days, Global Gutz Paintball Club Mactan is gonna stay @ Parkmall Cebu. Price is Php100 per head for 15 bullets / 1 game. You can contact Global Gutz Mactan with these numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09173291520 look for Mr. Manny Pacaldo&lt;br /&gt;or visit: our &lt;a href="http://globalgutzmactan.blogspot.com/"&gt;BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Gutz Paintball Club will be there until June 27, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Be There, too;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-5452813274615424658?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/5452813274615424658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/plug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/5452813274615424658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/5452813274615424658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/plug.html' title='Plug.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-4519663758136120226</id><published>2010-06-19T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T05:22:09.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAKERS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Never underestimate the heart of a champion,"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I don't know who said this, but it hit me like a ton of bricks. It's emotional for me, haha. I think the person who said this was a coach of a team in NBA. haha, I just heard it during the commercial break. Ok so, it goes like this. Yesterday was the acquaintance party of STEC HS. There were group games and by class games. I was categorized as to be with the pink team [woot!] haha, and, yeah, there were GAMES! Games means, we're gonna play outdoors during the day and playing games outdoors during the day mean DARKER SKIN! &gt;:( I haven't even recovered from the sunburn I had and now, another sunny moment? haha. So, it was 10am and we were outside playing Charades Relay.. or, something like that. Then, like, at the moment when the game was almost over, they started the topic... "CELTICS daog!" I heard someone yell. Then, I was so nervous because the Lakers were so near to winning the game and they lost it?!?! But, I didn't believe them. So, the game started again, but NBA just couldn't get off my brain! OKAY... To make the looooong story short, after the outdoor game we had, we went directly to the room and opened the internet and looked to see who won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GAME WAS DOWN TO ITS' LAST 10 SECONDS! I was like, OMYGOSH! But when I looked at the scoreboard, LAKERS was on top by 5 I guess. I couldn't recall anymore. But, to make the longer story short, it was so thrilling even if there was no video, there was only a scoreboard, with the time remaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;LAST YEAR&lt;/b&gt; I remember that I posted "LAKERS are the 2009-2010 NBA CHAMPIONS" unfortunately, I deleted it.  And now, Lakers are champions again. But, after watching the replay a while ago, I took pity for the Celtics. My dad said while watching together with my brother, that not even one of the Celtics players did not cry in their locker room after the game. They were also so close to winning but in a game, someone has to lose and someone has to win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, Kobe Bryant has won 5 championships for the Lakers. I am just so glad about it. And I'm happy for Ron Artest because he really changed a lot now. HAHA! I just wanted to post these pics, they were taken a while ago when I was bored. I curled my hair, but unfortunately, the hair wasn't so curly, just wavy. Click the image you want to view if you wanna see the larger version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CEnter&gt;&lt;a href="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf010.jpg" border="0" width="120" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf002.jpg" border="0" width="120" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf006.jpg" border="0" width="120" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i812.photobucket.com/albums/zz47/littlemsdreamer/safasdf008.jpg" border="0" width="120" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching." -Hebrews 10:25&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Sabbath Day and, I'm gonna see my spiritual family and fellowship with them. How 'bout you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;I&gt;*GODBLESSUSALL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-4519663758136120226?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/4519663758136120226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/lakers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/4519663758136120226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/4519663758136120226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/lakers.html' title='LAKERS.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-4034020412768937746</id><published>2010-06-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:22:39.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/vf/pixels/icons/44.gif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jenny's To-do list&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make Science Digital Portfolio&lt;br /&gt;-Update blog daily&lt;br /&gt;-REMINDER:Go to church tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;-Bring Pink Tee for tomorrow's acquaintance party [WEE!]&lt;br /&gt;-Read Bible&lt;br /&gt;-Pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I need to accomplish before I end this night. And I haven't started making my Science Assignment YET! Oh CRAP! I think I won't be able to read my bible again T_T huhuh, I should've read it a while ago but everytime I stand up, I feel like vomiting. I'll just bring it tomorrow at school and read it before flag ceremony. I need my daily weapon against my enemy Satan. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g'nyt folks, God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-4034020412768937746?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/4034020412768937746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/4034020412768937746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/4034020412768937746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-post.html' title='Quick Post'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-1333815428626547663</id><published>2010-06-15T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:33:20.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back-2-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/14kjztz.jpg" width="150" height="150" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUNE 15, 2010&lt;/b&gt;: this is the date of the first day of classes - which by the way is not exciting or interesting to me. WHY? Because I just don't feel the breeze of the wind that makes me like going to school! DUH?! I was like, what the hell? School is back?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUNE 14, 2010&lt;/b&gt;: this is the date of a Philippine holiday and I have schedules of going to Stakili Resort with my churchmates, specifically in the Youth Online. Everyone paid Php120.00 which includes fare, food, entrance fee and cottage. Quite cheap, huh? Yeah, and it's really worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUNE 14, 2010:6am&lt;/b&gt; I arrived church at this moment. And I was like, "WHAT THE?! I'm still the only person here!" so I waited patiently, until everyone else showed up at like, 8! So we traveled for like 30 minutes... And when we arrived the venue, &lt;b&gt;VOILA!&lt;/b&gt; It's really a nice beach resort, and as expected, I was attracted to it. Then, we started playing games as part of the program. And I was really happy because I was with my spiritual family. After the games, obviously, &lt;b&gt;SWIMMING TIME!&lt;/b&gt; I went to the comfort room with ate Lang² and guess what... THE CR is sooo STINKY! I was like, "GROSS?!" But, enough of my OA side.. Then, we swam and swam... After swimming, we ate lunch and after lunch, we had games again and after the games, I was really, SERIOUSLY EXHAUSTED! And before anything else, I forgot to mention, the service we paid for would pick us up at 5pm. And I was pretty confident this time that it's almost 5 because I am seriously exhausted and the day seemed too long for me. But when I heard ate Bernz say, "It's 2:30." I was like "&lt;b&gt;ARE YOU SERIOUS?&lt;/b&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that the outing was really that bad because I'm making it sound bad, but NO. God has planned this ahead of me, so I just went with the flow. To make the long story short, I had fun. And because of too much having fun, I didn't even realize that I already had SUNBURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARRRGGGHH!!&lt;/b&gt; My skin hurts! It's like getting crispy, almost like LITSON BABOY!! Well, the fact still remains that I belong to the Year of the PIG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OKAY, BACK TO SCHOOL.&lt;/b&gt; First day of school, and I woke up early, like 5 am.. Which is really an unexpected thing for me, because I usually wake up 6am during school days. At the moment, I felt a thrill. Like, I was excited! REALLY?! Okay, I had so much fun. THAT'S IT. First day,we had a test on Geometry and I got 37 out of 60. Well, I'm like, OH MY GOSH! My parents would see this post and know that I had such a low score on the first day. BUT, so what?! I needed and was required to have like a diary. So, this diary contains everything I wanna express. But, that doesn't mean that I'm using this blog just for my grades. I'm using it because I want to. And, right now, as I am typing in ICT lab, computer 11, to be exact, I am so in a hurry. Seriously, I'm in a hurry because it's almost 5pm. And I am an ICT lab cleaner so, I need to clean the ICT lab together with my assigned classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT'S A WRAP, guys!&lt;/b&gt; Done for the blog post of the day, SEE YOU TOMORROW, &lt;b&gt;GODBLESS*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-1333815428626547663?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/1333815428626547663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-2-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/1333815428626547663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/1333815428626547663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-2-school.html' title='Back-2-School'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/14kjztz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-7898049246191444526</id><published>2010-03-13T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:45:14.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Post : Family Day '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Celebrating 15 years of continuous excellence"&lt;/i&gt; That was the theme of the Family Day this year held at the STEC grounds during a hot sunny Sunday. This day was filled with smiles. First, was the motorcade of the STEC Family from elementary to high school. Next was the holy mass, followed by the Mrs. Muse contest and then the dance presentations and afterwards, the games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motorcade started early @ 7 am. We were already gathered at the grounds of Lapu Lapu City Hall with the floats and cars everywhere. In the floats, the Mrs. Muse contestants shall be seated while the motorcade was being conducted. Me and my friends - Ester, Lady, Abby, Noreen - rode in our car. Finally, we arrived our destination and hurriedly headed to our tent to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dance performance this time was bad romance and we were to wear our baggy DPSA shirts tied unto are back and jeans with matching long, fake and black nails. Then, the program proceeded. To sum up everything, we won all the games of the High School department which were really cool -- the synchronized game and the egg break game. We also won the best in float for the motorcade and lastly, we won the best in attendance, something like that ;) We were so blessed that day and got lots of prizes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning, before we left for the motorcade, my mom and I planned to go attend the evening service at church but when we reached home, we were totally dead tired. I dropped dead to my bed just after changing my clothes and slept. A great day though... here are some pictures of me and my friends during the family day. Click the photo to zoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/15n16h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/15n16h2.jpg" height="130" width="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2qdohv8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2qdohv8.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/wswffo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/wswffo.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/donkma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/donkma.jpg" height="130" width="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/16atxu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/16atxu1.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/2553x4k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2553x4k.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/i78mc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/i78mc1.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2mzxy6r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2mzxy6r.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/23hmv5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/23hmv5d.jpg" width="150" height="130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-7898049246191444526?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/7898049246191444526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/03/late-post-family-day-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/7898049246191444526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/7898049246191444526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/03/late-post-family-day-10.html' title='Late Post : Family Day &apos;10'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/15n16h2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-1387981551886378441</id><published>2010-03-11T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:50:47.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer is Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG SRC="http://i43.tinypic.com/xpq1dc.jpg" ALIGN="LEFT" WIDTH="140" HEIGHT="190"&gt; I've been through a lot. I've been through ups and downs but what gave me more faith are those downs of my life. Persecutions and tests are my favorute moments because I know that I could lean on to Someone who is powerful enough and gives me strength to say "Problem, I have a Lord!" instead of "Lord, I have a problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our NAT examinations for second years and all I was bringing with me was stock knowledge from the NAT reviews we've done and for the Math tutorials with our "Ates and Kuyas" in the higher years. But the most powerful thing I was bringing with me was Faith in God and Prayer. Throughout the test, I've been so faithful that we may pass the PL or even top the National Examinations :) But, I am not doing this only during exams but everytime -- everday of my life. I never forget to thank God, ask forgiveness and guidance, for &lt;b&gt;Prayer is  Power.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just would like to share that in all we do, may we trust God with all our mind, soul and hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;May God Bless You ;)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-1387981551886378441?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/1387981551886378441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/03/prayer-is-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/1387981551886378441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/1387981551886378441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/03/prayer-is-power.html' title='Prayer is Power'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/xpq1dc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-4686107392496556060</id><published>2010-03-11T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:51:37.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream relived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG SRC="http://i40.tinypic.com/24llfmg.jpg" ALT="My dream" ALIGN="LEFT" width="150" height="170"&gt;A dream is something that leads and guides a person to achieve and attain his goals. I've dreamt of becoming &lt;i&gt;"someone"&lt;/i&gt; someday. I've dreamt of becoming a flight stewardess, a star, a bank teller, a newscaster and many many more. Recently, as you've seen in the picture, is to be a registered nurse. For quite some time, this dream was slowly fading away as I was pursuing something else. But because of a certain event, the dream was relived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, while eating breakfast, I excused myself to use the comfort room. Suddenly, I felt something wierd in my stomach. Then, moments went by, until then, I noticed that the car was leaving. Meaning, my brother is off to school while I'm still laying down in the sofa, curving my body, hugging my leg into my stomach. It was aching so bad. The next thing I knew was it was already 8 am and I'm still home. So, it made me have a half dsy and my mom told me we need to go to the doctor. Doctors are in the hospital... And hospitals have nurses, right? So now, the point is quite cleas, eh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in that way, I saw the nurses.. How they treated each other and their camaraderie. This made me want to become a nurse someday. I just wish I'd serve other countries to achieve high salary. Well, only God knows my path. I just need to follow His lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;God Bless!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-4686107392496556060?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/4686107392496556060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/03/dream-relived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/4686107392496556060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/4686107392496556060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2010/03/dream-relived.html' title='A dream relived.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/24llfmg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186613176054133910.post-8880792939614303487</id><published>2009-11-19T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:03:27.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One night only.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a great day. Sadly, I wasn't able to join the mass we were going to sponsor because we had to go somewhere. Wearing our uniforms, my brother and I joined our parents in a family night life with our Tita Admarie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we had dinner at "Pier One" at Parkmall. Chitchatting, while Tita Ad was still in CICC. We were waiting for her. Meanwhile, Zedec and I played at the play ground. When we went back, Tita Admarie was already there. yehey :) Then, we chatted from 7pm to 8:30 pm. Then we decided to watch a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived SM, fortunately, the last film would start at 9 so we could still catch up. Once again, fortunately, New Moon was Now Showing. Unfortunately, everyone else wanted to watch 2012... Majority wins, I had to go with the flow. So we bought pop corns and bottled waters and entered Cinema 4. I wasn't that interested at all yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the movie started, it was kind-a boring so I fell into a slumber. Suddenly, &lt;B&gt;"BANNG!!"&lt;/b&gt; I woke up. 2012 is a movie about the earth's distraction. That the earth's poles were like tilting and so the oceans would go to the lands. And there, I started liking the movie. Then, I watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God. If you were watching the movie, you would most likely pray and pray. Like, "Lord, don't let this happen to us." Something like that. After the movie, it was already 1  midnight. We sent Tita Admarie to her hotel in Cebu, she kissed me goodbye and we went home. A simple family night life :)) LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you watch 2012. It's nice. After watching, you would really care and love the earth so that it won't be distracted. Well, that's it for today :) God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186613176054133910-8880792939614303487?l=pinkdesire123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/feeds/8880792939614303487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-night-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/8880792939614303487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186613176054133910/posts/default/8880792939614303487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkdesire123.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-night-only.html' title='One night only.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdmDMjPbzJ8/S5t1cJ34PBI/AAAAAAAAACc/im1EfGZxjEc/S220/doll.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
