<?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-5555479633740004288</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:15:47.883-07:00</updated><category term='ondoy'/><category term='liars'/><category term='lies'/><category term='algebra'/><category term='flood'/><category term='hell'/><category term='comach'/><category term='DR'/><category term='whores'/><category term='fatbitch'/><category term='calamity'/><category term='typhoon'/><title type='text'>sweetaspumpkinpie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-2541412612019653117</id><published>2009-12-05T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T05:02:06.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMASINO FACTS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nanggaling ang facts na ‘to sa ibang Tomasinong Alumni, at mga estudyanteng Tomasino na rin.Hindi kawalan kung babasahin mo lahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;1) Kitang kita ang Manila Bay sa tuktok ng UST Tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;2) España ang pangalan ng kalye sa harap ng UST ay dahil sakop ng UST ang lupa hanggang sa katapat nito at noong bibilhin ito ng gobyerno para gawing kalye, para pumayag ang UST na ipagbili ito, sinabi ng mga prayleng Dominiko na ipangalan nalang na Calle España ang bibilhing lupa na gagawing kalsada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;3) Ang seminaryo na binubo ng tatlong Facultad lamang ang kabuuan ng UST noong itinatag ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;4) Walang gusaling pinapatayo sa loob ng UST na mas mataas sa Main Building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;5) Binuhat pa mismo mula sa Intramuros ang pinaka-entrance ng UST noon sa intramuros na tinatawag ngayong Arch of the Centuries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;6) Nasunog ang unang high school building na ngayon ay kinakatayuan ng Clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;7) Kailangan pa ng basbas ng Santo Papa mula sa Vatican bago maitalaga ang Rector magpasahanggang ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;8) Mas matanda ang UST kaysa sa Harvard ng Amerika, DLSU, ADMU, at UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;9) Ang pinakaunang Pilipinong Rector ng UST ay si Rev. Fr. Leonardo Legaspi, O.P. na naitalaga lamang noong 1971.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;10) “University of the Philippines ” dapat ang ipapangalan sa atin noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;11) Ang UST museum ang pinakamatandang museo sa Pilipinas na nag-eexist pa hanggang ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;12) Ang pinakaunang aklat sa Pilipinas ay nailimbag sa UST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;13) Ginawang WWII military stronghold ang UST noong Japanese occupation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;14) Ang UST Main Library ang pinakamalaking library sa Asia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;15) Makikita sa UST rare books section ang ilan sa mga librong sobrang RARE tulad ng kay Copernicus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;16) Mayroong urban legend na nagsasabing pag lumabas ka raw sa Arch of the Centuries nang hindi ka pa grumagraduate ay mad’debar ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;17) Dalawang beses lang nainterrupt ang pasok sa UST, nung First Revolution at nung World War 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;18) UST ang pinakamalaking paaralan sa siyudad ng Maynila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;19) Ang lupa ngayon ng UST ay dating marsh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;20) Ang January 28 ay ang feast day ni St. Thomas Aquinas at ang April 28 ay ang foundation day ng UST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;21) Tinawag na “faculty” ang kinabibilangan mong college ibig sabihin yun ay unang inoffer dito sa Pilipinas courtesy of UST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;22) Among the Thomasian Martyrs, some of them were canonized as saints and the rest are beatified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;23) Ang mga nag-aaral sa UST seminary ay ang “cream of the crop” ng iba’t ibang Archdiocese sa Pilipinas at sila ay pinipili kung sinong ipapadala at papag-aralin sa UST Central Seminary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;24) Bago pa naging UST Growling Tigers , UST Glowing Goldies muna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;25) Ang first Supreme Court Chief Justice na si Cayetano Arellano ay taga-UST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;26) Ang UST lang ang may titulong “The Royal and Pontifical” among all the colleges and universities sa Pilipinas. Hindi considered ang “Animo La Salle” doon dahil pang-UAAP lang yun. Napagpasyahan ng Royal Family ng Spain at ng Vatican kaya nagkasundo sila na ibigay sa UST ang mga titles na ‘yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;27) Sa loob ng Fathers’ residence, meron pang chapel at oratory dagdag pa sa mismong kapilya ng Unibersidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;28) Tulad ng ibang simbahan, may bell ang Santissimo Rosario Parish Church na makikita lamang sa likuran nito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;29) Isa sa mga largest Catholic University sa buong mundo ang USTe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;0) Nagsimula lang tumanggap ng kababaihan bilang estudyante noong dekada ‘20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;31) Ang UST - AMV (Alfredo M. Velayo) College of Accountancy ang kauna-unahang at so-far ang kaisa-isahang academic unit sa UST na ipanangalan sa ibang tao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;32) Ang UST Main Building ang kauna-unahang earthquake-proof building sa buong Pilipinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;33) UST Main Building Tower was then served as the Kilometer 0 , since it was the highest structure during its time of establishment pero currently nasa Rizal Shrine na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;34) Pinagpilian dati between Manila and a town in Cagayan, where Fr. Benavides was assigned before he became the Archbishop of Manila, kung saan ipapatayo ang UST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;35) UST pa lang ang unibersidad sa Pilipinas na tatlong beses ng binisita ng Santo Papa. Sina Pope Paul VI (1970) at Pope John Paul II (1983) and (1995) ay nakadaupang palad na ng mga Tomasino nung sila’y bumisita sa ating campus. Sabi nga ni Pope John Paul II sa kanyang message: “As a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; Pontifical University , Santo Tomas has a special right to the Pope’s attention.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;36) Ang UST Publishing House (o dating UST Press) na itinatag noong 1593 ay mas matanda pa sa mismong Unibersidad at second oldest kasunod ng Cambridge University Press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;37) Ang AB diploma ni Rizal ay galing sa UST (signed by the UST rector) kahit na tinapos nya ang kurso sa Ateneo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;38) Ang pinakabagong mahistrado ng Korte Suprema ng Pilipinas na si Justice Diosdado Peralta ay isang Tomasino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;39) Ang Faculty of Civil Law ng UST ay nakapag-produce na ng 6 Supreme Court Chief Justices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;40) UST was the first one to offer engineering programs in the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;41) Nakapreserve sa UST museum (main blg.) ang upuan ni Pope John Paul II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;42) Makikita sa UST museum ang mga artifacts nang sinaunang panahon, pati ang mga barya na ginamit ng mga Espanyol noong sila ay unang bumaba sa Pilipinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;43) Ang UST ang kaisa-isang may hawak ng Highest PQA sa bansa na Level 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;44) UST Faculty of Engineering is the oldest engineering school in the country founded in 1907. It’s first course offering was Civil Engineering. Roque Ruaño was both a Dominican priest and a civil engineer who headed the construction of the engineering building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;45) Si Dr. Pio A. Valenzuela ay nagtapos ng Medesina sa UST noong taong 1895. Isa siya sa triumvirate (and dalawa pa ay sina Bonifacio at Jacinto) na nagtatag at nagtaguyod ng samahang Katipunan. Sa kanya ipinangalan ang ngayo’y tinatawag na Valenzuela City sa bandang Bulacan, ngunit bahagi na ng kalakhang Maynila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;46) Ang araw sa Philippine flag was inspired by St. Thomas ‘s sun. Nakita ito ng mga ilustrado ng sila ay nag-aaral pa sa UST. Kaya ito nailagay sa ating flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;47) Ang cross atop the Main Building symbolizes that UST is Catholic. It also means salvation. While the clock, surrounded by the “tria haec”, means history. So, they are salvation history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;48) Ang UST ay nagsilbing Ministry of Education noon. Tanging UST lang ang tertiary school noon , ang iba ay secondary schools lang gaya ng Ateneo, Colegio de San Jose , Letran, Colegio de Sta Rosa , St Catalina, etc. Hindi sila gagraduate ng walang approval from UST’s rector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;49) “Universidad de Filipinas” ang nasa diploma ng UST noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;48) Noong panahon ng mga Amerikano, in-offeran ang UST na maging National University ng Philippines . Kaya lang magiging under ito ng gov’t. Hindi pumayag ang mga Dominicans kaya naitatag ang UP. (NU na UP pa. Buti na lang di pumayag sina father. haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;49) Ang “The Varsitarian” ang pinakamayaman na student publication sa bansa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;50) Hindi lang ito basta-bastang student publication dahil ang The V rin ang nag-oorganize ng Pautakan (longest-running university-wide quiz competition), Ustetika (longest-running campus literature competition), Inkblots (longest-running nationwide campus-based journalism workshop), etc. etc. kasabay ang paglimbag ng at least 12 issues per year hindi pa kasama magazines and folios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;51) Ang mga V staffers lang ang nakaka-access sa mga prohibited corners ng USTe at mga close-door events dahil sa makapangyarihang press ID.52) Ang tawag sa alumni ng V ay Amihan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;53) Noong 1938, Angel de Blas, OP, sets up the Experimental Psychology Laboratory in the University of Santo Tomas .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;54) UST has won 34 UAAP Over all Championship trophies since 1958 in the Seniors Division and 10 since 1986 in the Juniors Division.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;55) may 15 statues sa taas ng main building.. isa sa mga nandun ay cna st. augustine, shakespeare, plato, aristotle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;56) ung tria haec is spes, fides, caritas. hope faith love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;57) ung chinese scriblings dun dun sa may likod ni benavides… mga pangalan ng certain na tao.. so parang puntod xa58) alam nio ba na almost perfect sqaure ung land ng USTE? speaking of land… ang field ng uste is not 1km.. actually its .70-.75km lng&lt;br /&gt;59) dun graduate si onobonomonyon. wat.&lt;br /&gt;60) UST lang ang nag-ooffer ng Asian Studies na course para sa mga undergrad sa pinas. :))) Wuhoo. K.&lt;br /&gt;Im Proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-2541412612019653117?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/2541412612019653117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=2541412612019653117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2541412612019653117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2541412612019653117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/12/tomasino-facts.html' title='TOMASINO FACTS.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-7152165284328903957</id><published>2009-11-22T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:07:24.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCHY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Tippi - On the first day of the Mango sale, the sister of my friend was looking around and picked up a dress when a woman at the counter started screaming,”Put that down, that’s mine!” The sister of my friend looked up, looked at the woman up and down, raised an eyebrow, and replied, “Excuse me. You are NOT a ’small’”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Maximo - A supervisor once told a worker who has difficulty in understanding instructions, “Ang ulo, hindi lang yan pinapatong sa leeg, ginagamit din yan sa pagiisip.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Springturns - A friend told another friend, “Naku, magma-makeup muna ako, baka magmukha akong yaya mo.” The other friend replied, “Wag na, magmumukha ka lang yaya ko na naka-makeup.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Bennett - I told my then boyfriend during a fight, “Even on your smartest day, you’re not half as smart as I am on my dumbest!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Riverbanks - “Ako, I was born beautiful.  Ikaw, you were just born.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Astroboy - A letter posted on a car windshield in UP: “Sir/madam, the parkng space that we have reserved is for the College Secretary, not for you. Guard.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Shining - When I saw friend I haven’t seen in a long time, she told me, “Grabe, lalo ka pang tumaba!” So I told her, “Ikaw din, lalo ka pang pumangit!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Eylek - Pag sinisingitan ako sa pila, nagpaparinig ako. I say, “Ang pilang ito, according to beauty. Mga panget muna.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Gorgeous Bitch - “Unlike you, tinuruan ako ng mga magulang ko na hindi pumatol sa may asawa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Jose de vengenge - From the movie She’s The Man: “Girls with an ass like mine don’t go out with boys with a face like yours.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11. Joe - “Maliban sa mukha mo, ano pang problema mo?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12. Anfernee - I once told an officemate who kept on bragging about her new shoes, “Sale, right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13. Pong Pagong - I pointed a “7 items or less” sign to a clueless pasosyal at the supermarket. She bitchily answered, “I can read!” Sabay irap. So I shot back with, “I know, but can you count?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;14. Astroboy - “Tuwing nakikita kita, gusto ko mag-sorry sa eyes ko.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15. Dru - “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be bitchy. It’s an involuntary reaction whenever I encounter ugly people.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16. Astroboy - Man: “Hey baby, what’s your sign?” Woman: “Do not enter.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17. Astroboy - Man: “how do you like your eggs in the morning?” Woman: “Unfertilized.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;18. Aeon- After receiving her pay slip and realizng how much she’s paying for tax, a sosyal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;officemate exclaimed, “Ang mga poor ba nagbabayad din ng tax?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19. Riverbanks - During a hike at Mt. Mayon, we had a maarte companion.  When we ran out of water, our guide got us some from a ntural spring.  The maarte girl said, “Dini-drink ba yan?” I told her, “Bakit, sa inyo ba ang water chinu-chew?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20. Noel - Overheard from 2 kids talking. Kid 1: “Lahat tayo galing kay Adam and Eve.” Kid 2: “Hindi yan totoo. Sabi ng papa ko, galing tayo sa unggoy.” Kid 1: “Hindi natin pinag-uusapn ang pamilya mo, kaya wag kang magulo!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21. Loipogi - A friend told his officemate: “I’m impressed. I’ve never encountered such a small mind inside such a big head before.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;22. Pachuchay - Bading: (envying a girl na crush ng crush nya) “Isang butas lang ang lamang mo sa kin!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;23. ACER - I was staring at an ugly bystander in their street. The ugly guy snapped, “Bakit ang sama mo makatingin?” I snapped back, “Eh bakit ang sama mo tignan?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;24. Persh - A friend once told me, “Ang ganda mo!” I answered: “Thank you, sana ikaw rin…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;25. Jose de vengenge - I told this to an ex: “I must admit you brought religion to my life. I never believed in hell till I met you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;26. Gorgeous Bitch - “When a cashier tells me she doesn’t have change, I say: “And…kaninong problema yun?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;27. Em-em Unggoy - “Kung lahat ng tao galing sa unggoy, bakit ikaw, mukha kang kabayo?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-7152165284328903957?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/7152165284328903957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=7152165284328903957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/7152165284328903957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/7152165284328903957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitchy.html' title='BITCHY.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-7445952592988336379</id><published>2009-10-31T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:46:40.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when tiresomeness strikes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i did this with paint. and uh, a little vintage effect with adobe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SuxoLF_zKOI/AAAAAAAAADk/rM4S8hmv--E/s1600-h/usteee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398804593108003042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SuxoLF_zKOI/AAAAAAAAADk/rM4S8hmv--E/s320/usteee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-7445952592988336379?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/7445952592988336379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=7445952592988336379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/7445952592988336379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/7445952592988336379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-tiresomeness-strikes.html' title='when tiresomeness strikes.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SuxoLF_zKOI/AAAAAAAAADk/rM4S8hmv--E/s72-c/usteee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-9014070615999374842</id><published>2009-10-31T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:33:14.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='algebra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DR'/><title type='text'>nailed it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"we may always depend on it that algebra, which cannot be translated into good English and sound common sense, is bad algebra."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i nailed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes. believe it or not, i passed algebra. and im still on a full-on freak out. sheash! am i dreaming? hope not. haha. I LOVE YOU MA'AM DR! pgkatapos ng katakot-takot na kaba, nakapasa rin. WHEEEW!&lt;br /&gt;i passed neuroanatomy too, unbelievably. so hopefully, pasado rin next semester. i just have to work hard and study hard. kakayanin :)) lalo na we'll have our chemistry na. i hate chemistry. who would want to study ions? not me. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-9014070615999374842?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/9014070615999374842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=9014070615999374842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/9014070615999374842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/9014070615999374842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/nailed-it.html' title='nailed it.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-6616639292475627792</id><published>2009-10-30T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:10:50.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he/she is crushing on YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;It’s natural to want to rush things, but anyone wondering whether a person has developed a crush on her would be wise to take it slow. A few weeks of careful observation is bound to tell a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body Language and Non-Verbal Cues That Reveal a Crush&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Probably the easiest way for someone to gauge whether a person has a crush on her is to keep track of how often that person glances in her direction. It’s only natural. People have a hard time looking away from something that interests them, and a crush is positively fascinating. Anyone in doubt can keep tabs on how often that person’s gaze settles on her especially when she's in a group. If she's commonly being singled out of a crowd, it’s likely she's the target of an attraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If the someone in question is outgoing, then that person will most likely reveal a crush by smiling, teasing, cracking jokes, or flirting. These are all popular ways people try to impress or break the ice with a person who interests them. They might even use physical cues to hint at their interest such as pats on the shoulder, high fives, or friendly hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If the someone in question is shy, he might unwittingly reveal an interest with telltale signs like blushing or stammering.&lt;br /&gt;Since most infatuation comes on fast and furious, people are likely to notice changes in a new crush’s behavior toward them. If someone is suddenly very eager to spend time around him, is “accidentally” running into him in unexpected places, or focusing a lot more time trying to get his attention, chances are, that person has developed an interest in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5555479633740004288-6616639292475627792?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/6616639292475627792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=6616639292475627792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6616639292475627792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6616639292475627792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/heshe-is-crushing-on-you.html' title='he/she is crushing on YOU.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-1213656560770007667</id><published>2009-10-30T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:02:37.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hold off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;october 28 2009. wednesday. 8:33 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, yea. im still trapped here in this 4 cornered cruddy apartment with three little scamps downstairs. but i got a line from my parents' coversation one morning that we will go back HOME soon. i hope that SOON is NOW. i guess i still have to wait. im going to help my parents n lang with the cleaning para mas mabilis.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went to letran today. i waited like, 3 hours outside the campus. i was waiting for my sis inside 'cause im not allowed to enter since i am not from their school. and so i waited very patiently outside for three bloody hours. after that, we went to UST and ate our lunch there. this day was very tiring. i nearly fell asleep when we were on our way home. good thing it did not rain but according to the news there's going to be a new typhoon and it's about to hit central luzon. i never would've thought of that.&lt;br /&gt;good thing wala ng pasok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-1213656560770007667?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/1213656560770007667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=1213656560770007667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1213656560770007667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1213656560770007667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/hold-off.html' title='hold off.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-8724976564051158781</id><published>2009-10-23T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:01:17.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have a break. have a sembreak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;october 23 2009. friday. 3:10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH REJOICE! sembreak na :) my most awaited break has come at long last. after a hard days work, we'll finally have our three-week-break. mamimiss ko ung mga nangyari nitong first sem kahit im so gunna effin' fail. haha. hope not. no. please, no. any, sana no one will shift to another course. this coming december, maeexperience ko rin ang paskuhan! weee~!&lt;br /&gt;but there's still one heck of a problem. i think i'll soil my transcript because of freakin' ol algebra. im gunna flunk algebra! im going to take summer classes. NOOO! *screech. looking at the bright side, i'll still have baon and i won't be bored this summer. boredom usually strikes every summer. so, yea :)) as in, grabe kanina. it wuz so unfair. EFF! tlg. passe shit &gt;:/ hope next sem's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-8724976564051158781?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/8724976564051158781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=8724976564051158781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8724976564051158781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8724976564051158781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-break-have-sembreak.html' title='have a break. have a sembreak.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-6184972757985922009</id><published>2009-10-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T03:53:16.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one two three, skipped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;october 15 2009. thursday. 8:26 pm.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped class because my mom told me to. and yes, im an obedient bitch :) it rained hard this morning so she told me not to go to school anymore because UST will send us home again. we're done with the lessons anyway. it reminds me, it's hell week again next week. ooh, boy. i have tons of stuff to review. college is different from high school. i say that a lot. it's true.&lt;br /&gt;last week, i've found out that our dear directress, mrs. brown, died. it's really sad. she's like our second parent. she did everything to discipline us. but yea, many students hate her because she's strict. they just don't understand. i learned a looot from her.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, 2 weeks had passed and im still here in this filthy ol' apartment. the flood in our subdivision finally subsided. my mom and dad are taking care of the cleanup. hopefully, we get back home by next month. another typhoon is about to hit philippines. ugh, i hate it. i miss home. i miss straight-out internet service. i miss tyra, senora, bagwis and euka. i miss the dustballs beneath my bed. i miss WiFi. oh, take me home!&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/5555479633740004288-6184972757985922009?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/6184972757985922009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=6184972757985922009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6184972757985922009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6184972757985922009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-two-three-skipped.html' title='one two three, skipped.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-8349873843208012381</id><published>2009-10-01T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T03:59:25.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOOMSDAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOSTRADAMUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most famous doomsday prophet is Nostradamus. He is best known for his book Les Propheties. He wrote his prophecies in a poetic style, in “quatrains.” Many of his prophecies dealt with disaster such as plagues, earthquakes, wars, floods and the coming of three antichrists. However his predictions are vague and people tend to apply his words to many situations. Some examples of his predictions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 1999, seventh month,&lt;br /&gt;From the sky will come a great King of Terror:&lt;br /&gt;To bring back to life the great King of the Mongols,&lt;br /&gt;Before and after Mars to reign by good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present time together with the past&lt;br /&gt;Will be judged by the great Joker:&lt;br /&gt;The world too late will be tired of him,&lt;br /&gt;And through the clergy oath-taker disloyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of the great seventh number accomplished,&lt;br /&gt;It will appear at the time of the games of slaughter:&lt;br /&gt;Not far from the great millennial age,&lt;br /&gt;When the buried will go out from their tombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long awaited he will never return In Europe,&lt;br /&gt;he will appear in Asia:&lt;br /&gt;One of the league issued from the great Hermes,&lt;br /&gt;And he will grow over all the Kings of the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EDGAR CAYCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Cayce is the most famous psychic of the 20th century and probably one of the most famous ever.  He gave over 14,000 readings while in a trance state.  Many of his readings that he gave people were in regards to their personal lives.  He gave advice on health, dreams, business and sometimes esoteric topics such as the Akashic Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sample prediction follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch New York, Connecticut and the like. Many portions of the east coast will be disturbed, as well as many portions of the west coast, as well as the central portion of the United States. Los Angeles, San Francisco, most of all these will be among those that will be destroyed before New York, or New York City itself, will in the main disappear. This will be another generation though, here; while the southern portions of Carolina, Georgia, these will disappear. This will be much sooner. The waters of the Great Lakes will empty into the Gulf of Mexico."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cayce also spoke of the origins of humanity and of the lost city of Atlantis.  A devout Christian, he also discussed Jesus Christ and was concerned that his abilities may have been satanic in origin.  Cayce predicted that the Earth’s axis would be shifted by the year 2001 and other major earth changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cayce has an incredible amount of material to read.  He spent his life giving people readings as his way of helping others.  He was told during one of his readings not to give more than two readings in a day but he unfortunately did not follow that advice.  The last reading he gave was for himself which he was told it was time for him to stop working and rest.  He predicted the date of his burial, January 5, 1945 and was correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BIBLE PROPHECY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Bible is filled with prophetic statements.  With limited knowledge on the subject, I will narrow the topic to the Book of Revelation, the last chapter in the Bible. The  Book of Revelation is filled with strange and awesome imagery that is interpreted by many in different ways.  Early in the book, it discusses the state of affairs among seven churches in Asia Minor.  Then, the book starts dealing with the prophetic vision John (a servant of Jesus Christ) received from God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John appears before the seat of God surrounded by angels of depicted in strange ways and one of the angels representing Jesus grabs a scroll with seven seals from the one who is sitting on the right hand of God.  Only Jesus is worthy to open the scroll.  At that point the prophecies of our future begin to reveal themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Book of Revelation6:1 I looked on when the Lamb opened one of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures saying with a thunderous voice, “Come!” 6:2 So I looked, and here came a white horse! The one who rode it had a bow, and he was given a crown, and as a conqueror he rode out to conquer.6:3 Then when the Lamb opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, “Come!” 6:4 And another horse, fiery red, came out, and the one who rode it was granted permission to take peace from the earth, so that people would butcher one another, and he was given a huge sword.6:5 Then when the Lamb opened the third seal I heard the third living creature saying, “Come!” So I looked, and here came a black horse! The one who rode it had a balance scale in his hand. 6:6 Then I heard something like a voice from among the four living creatures saying, “A quart of wheat will cost a day’s pay and three quarts of barley will cost a day’s pay. But do not damage the olive oil and the wine!”6:7 Then when the Lamb opened the fourth seal I heard the voice of the fourth living creature saying, “Come!” 6:8 So I looked and here came a pale green horse! The name of the one who rode it was Death, and Hades followed right behind. They were given authority over a fourth of the earth, to kill its population with the sword, famine, and disease, and by the wild animals of the earth.6:9 Now when the Lamb opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been violently killed because of the word of God and because of the testimony they had given. 6:10 They cried out with a loud voice, “How long, Sovereign Master, holy and true, before you judge those who live on the earth and avenge our blood?” 6:11 Each of them was given a long white robe and they were told to rest for a little longer, until the full number was reached of both their fellow servants and their brothers who were going to be killed just as they had been.6:12 Then I looked when the Lamb opened the sixth seal, and a huge earthquake took place; the sun became as black as sackcloth made of hair, and the full moon became blood red; 6:13 and the stars in the sky fell to the earth like a fig tree dropping its unripe figs when shaken by a fierce wind. 6:14 The sky was split apart like a scroll being rolled up, and every mountain and island was moved from its place. 6:15 Then the kings of the earth, the very important people, the generals, the rich, the powerful, and everyone, slave and free, hid themselves in the caves and among the rocks of the mountains. 6:16 They said to the mountains and to the rocks, “Fall on us and hide us from the face of the one who is seated on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb, 6:17 because the great day of their wrath has come, and who is able to withstand it?”&lt;br /&gt;The amazing symbolism runs throughout the rest of the book and of course it is highly debatable as to what is to be taken literally or symbolically.  Further judgements are released upon the earth in the form of seven trumpets, two witnesses, a dragon (the devil), the beast (the antichrist) and the false prophet, and seven golden bowls.  The judgements passed on to the Earth and it’s inhabitants include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plague&lt;br /&gt;Earthquakes&lt;br /&gt;Hailstorms&lt;br /&gt;Fire&lt;br /&gt;Famine&lt;br /&gt;Meteor storm&lt;br /&gt;Lack of drinking water&lt;br /&gt;And more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the prophecy leads up to the antichrist assuming world domination with his false prophet overseeing the one-world religion.  The antichrist rules the world for a period of time until the battle of Armageddon.  At this point, Jesus Christ returns to earth and destroys the armies of the antichrist.  Then the false prophet and the antichrist along with the devil are thrown down into the lake of fire.  Interestingly enough, the story continues to state that the devil must be released one more time after Christ’s 1000 year reign.  At this time a final battle takes place with the devil losing and being vanquished into the lake of fire forever.  At this time God’s kingdom is setup for eternity and all who accept Jesus as their savior are allowed access to the kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summary above is brief and this book alone can be studied over and over in order to digest all the symbolism and meaning behind the words.  The book of Daniel and Ezekiel contains many prophecies as well.  Bottomline, it all has to do with the battle between good and evil, the sides people pick and the ultimate fate of their choices.  Following evil leads to permanent separation from God and accepting the salvation through Jesus Christ gains entry to a eternal life with God.&lt;/span&gt;&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/5555479633740004288-8349873843208012381?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/8349873843208012381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=8349873843208012381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8349873843208012381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8349873843208012381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/10/doomsday.html' title='DOOMSDAY.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-3416667776540547926</id><published>2009-09-30T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:28:55.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liars'/><title type='text'>LIARS GO TO HELL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to know if someone is lying to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Suppose that you went to a friend of yours with a fake smile on your face, and then told him that you were sad, would he believe you?&lt;br /&gt;No, he would never believe you because he can see the smile on your face; in other words, he has noticed the inconsistency between what you are saying and your facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;You might think "Nobody smiles when appearing to be sad” and you'd be right on that, but I’m not talking here about conscious inconsistencies; I’m talking about unconscious ones.&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/subconscious_mind" oczsi="0" i8ggv="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;subconscious mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; controls many of your involuntary functions like that of breathing, sweating, heart-beating....etc. when someone attempts to lie they usually control their facial expressions and tone of voice, but their unconscious mind still controls all other involuntary signals like body language and respiration rate. These unconscious signals are what we will be using to detect if they are lying; if their words are consistent with their unconscious signals then they are saying the truth otherwise, they are lying.&lt;br /&gt;This article is not about intuitive or logical tricks but provides lying detection methods that are based on deep psychological concepts and proven facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Signs that Show if Someone Is Lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;The following are signs you should look for when attempting to spot a liar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Body Language: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Liars usually hide their palms and don’t sit straight while telling a lie. They also avoid eye contact at the time of the lie and generally use negative evaluation gestures if they feel bad while lying (For more information, check the full page on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/body_language/body_language_lying" i8ggv="0" oczsi="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;a liar's body language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eye Accessing Cues Mismatch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/neuro_linguistic_programming/what_is_nlp" i8ggv="0" oczsi="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;NLP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; The direction the eye takes reflects the function taking place in the brain at the time. For example, looking towards the upper left side means that you are constructing an image in your mind while looking at the upper right side would mean that you are recalling an image. How can that be of use? Well, think about it, if someone looks towards the upper left when asked about something, he's probably constructing an image of the lie he's about to tell. This is just one sign that he might be lying.(See the full guide to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/neuro_linguistic_programming/eye_accessing_cues" i8ggv="0" oczsi="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;eye accessing cues and liar detection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Inconsistencies in the Story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; In different places and times, the story is more likely to change every single time it is discussed. He will forget a word, add something completely new, or remove something that he had previously mentioned. Regardless of the type of inconsistency, it shows he is lying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Feeling Anxious: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Almost anyone who lies feels anxious, with various degrees depending on how professional the liar is. One of your concerns should be trying to spot his state of anxiety; talk as much as you can about the subject in order to keep him anxious. Check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/body_language/body_language_anxious" i8ggv="0" oczsi="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;anxiety body language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; in order to be able to detect anxiety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Avoiding the Subject:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; A person who wants to hide something will usually try to avoid bringing it up in the conversation or even talking about anything remotely related to it. Try to talk about anything related to the situation without addressing it directly and see if he tries to jump out of it into another topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lack of Assertiveness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Unless that person is a special agent who is professionally trained to lie, he will usually lack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/self_confidence/assertiveness_definition" i8ggv="0" oczsi="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;assertiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; while lying. His tone of voice will be lower and he will appear to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/self_confidence/Building_self_confidence" i8ggv="0" oczsi="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;less confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Speaking Slowly: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When lying, the person will usually be making up events as he goes along, which will result in slower speech or even several complete stops to think about what he's about to say.&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/5555479633740004288-3416667776540547926?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/3416667776540547926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=3416667776540547926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/3416667776540547926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/3416667776540547926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/liars-go-to-hell.html' title='LIARS GO TO HELL.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-6767020939882391732</id><published>2009-09-30T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:09:38.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calamity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typhoon'/><title type='text'>FLOODS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What causes a flood?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of factors can contribute to that imbalance, including: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heavy, intense rainfall&lt;br /&gt;run-off from a deep snow cover&lt;br /&gt;over-saturated soil, when the ground can't hold anymore water.&lt;br /&gt;frozen soil&lt;br /&gt;high river, stream or reservoir levels caused by unusually large amounts of rain&lt;br /&gt;ice jams in rivers&lt;br /&gt;urbanization, or lots of buildings and parking lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two basic types of floods. In a regular river flood, water slowly climbs over the edges of a river. The more dangerous type, a flash flood, occurs when a wall of water quickly sweeps over an area. Almost three-quarters of the approximately 92 deaths from floods each year are due to flash floods.&lt;br /&gt;Conquering the Flash Flood.&lt;br /&gt;"Because the rainfall associated with flash flooding is so intense, it is among the most challenging problems we have in meteorology," Richards says. "Bottom line is, we don't do a good of predicting exactly where that type of rainfall will fall."&lt;br /&gt;But that may soon change. The National Weather Service is responsible for predicting the weather and warning people about severe weather. Up until now, meteorologists could only guess when a flash flood would occur. Now, they have a new tool, called Doppler radars, which can track rainfall street by street. This should provide more accurate flash flood warnings across the country. The new radar systems should allow meteorologists to provide warnings before a flash flood occurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Controlling the river flood.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River flooding, while often more damaging to property, is much easier to predict. The land around a river is called a watershed. When rain falls on a watershed, the land "sheds" the water into the river. "It's almost like a funnel," Richards says. "It's collecting water over a broad area and funneling it this narrow strip that is the river."&lt;br /&gt;Residents and scientists can tell when there has been an unusual amount of snow and rain, and they can see the river getting higher everyday. Early prediction gives emergency officials time to evacuate residents in the danger areas. For example, during the spring of 1997, the heavy flooding of cities along the Red River in North Dakota and Minnesota was predicted two months in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Another winter-related cause of river flooding is ice jams. At times, large chunks of floating ice will pile up if they hit bend, bridge or other obstruction and stop the river's flow.&lt;br /&gt;"The phenomenon is very like when you were on an Interstate highway in an urban area, and there's some sort of construction area where you go from a certain number of lanes to one lane," Richards says. "The traffic backs up."&lt;br /&gt;The '97 floods in the Upper Plains states were caused by heavy rainfall during the fall. Water from that record rainfall froze, and snow then fell on the ice. When the spring thaw came, not only the water from the winter snowfall but also the water from the earlier autumn rainfall rushed into the Red River. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Human progress vs. Mother Nature.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human activity that changes the surface of the Earth also effects the water cycle, and can cause floods. Buildings, parking lots and roads, replace grass and dirt with concrete. Under normal circumstances, soil acts like a sponge and soaks up a fair portion of rainwater. But in crowded towns and cities, rainwater flows into storm sewers and drainage ditches, and, at times, overloads them. An urban area can be flooded by an amount of rainfall that would have had no impact in a rural area.&lt;br /&gt;The destruction of the nation's wetlands may also contribute to moderate floods. The wetlands are the swampy land along the edges of some rivers. When it rains, the wet soil and mud of a wetland acts like a sponge and stores the extra water. But much of America's wetlands have been drained for farmland or to build houses. The only place flood water can go is up and over its normal riverbanks and into areas where it can cause major damage.&lt;br /&gt;Floods are primarily natural events. Human activity influences the frequency and severity of floods, but they are created by Mother Nature. There is no really workable protection against major floods like those that hit Grand Forks in the spring of 1997 and the Mississippi River Basin in 1993. Our best defense against floods is an understanding of the way people treat their environment and better weather prediction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/newshour/infocus/floods/science.html"&gt;http://www.pbs.org/newshour/infocus/floods/science.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5555479633740004288-6767020939882391732?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/6767020939882391732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=6767020939882391732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6767020939882391732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6767020939882391732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/floods.html' title='FLOODS.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-7339778917728084505</id><published>2009-09-29T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:14:35.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatbitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ondoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whores'/><title type='text'>swimming in it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;last friday, when we were about to watch the most awaited &lt;strong&gt;MR. AND MS. PSYCH PAGEANT NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;, hnd ko akalaing mapapaaway ung classmates ko. supposedly, hnd na dapat namin sila papansinin but they kept on saying bad things against us. sinabi nilang sumingit daw kami. my classmates confronted them kaya nagkasagutan sila. :/ grabe, porke't fourth year sila feeling na nila dapat may special treatment sa kanila. unfair naman yun sa iba dba? pare-pareho lang naman kaming students. they're so barbaric. they can say it naman in a good way. ang point pa, yes! fourth year nga sila. hnd ba dapat sila ung makikisama. don't tell me they made it through fourth year with that attitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;nuff said. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;last saturday naman, my parents and i were arguing kung pupunta pa ako sa outreach kc umaga pa lang umuulan na. eh, i have to. i want to help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;we enjoyed naman. ansarap tlg ng feeling na nakakatulong sa kapwa especially to children. the problem is, the rain won't stop. we, me and my &lt;strong&gt;ComAch buddies&lt;/strong&gt;, were about to go home na when it rained really hard so we got stranded at kalaw street near luneta - i think? hindi na kinaya nung coaster. hindi na kami maiihatid kc sobrang baha na din ang espana. and so we have to SWIM our way to LRT. haha. :)) hindi ko inimagine ang sarili kong lumulusong sa baha. we were all freezing. kasagsagan ni &lt;strong&gt;bagyong ondoy&lt;/strong&gt; nung pauwi na kami. pahirapan pa ang pagsakay sa LRT. sobrang daming tao that time. we all looked so kawawa. despite all, i can say it's a nice experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;ang malala, yung mga grabeng naapektuhan ng typhoon. like marikina, pasig and cainta. chest-high na yung flood. madaming namatay. madaming pamilya ang nwalan ng bahay. makikita naman yung pagtutulungan ng filipinos in times like this. there's nothing else we can do but PRAY na hindi na pumasok sa philippines yung 2 more typhoons. powerful ang prayers so kailangan tlga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-7339778917728084505?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/7339778917728084505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=7339778917728084505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/7339778917728084505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/7339778917728084505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/swimming-in-it.html' title='swimming in it.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-6473933513307290933</id><published>2009-09-22T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:22:31.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS, evhur. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To my favorite teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;told me never give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To my fifth grade crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Who I thought I really loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To the guys I've missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;and the girls we've kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To my ex-best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Don't know how we grew apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To my favorite band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;ing along in my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To the face I see in my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;How to live like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I would never be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To my first girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I thought for sure was the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To my last girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry that I screwed it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To the ones I loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Didn't show it enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;How to live like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;If it wasn't for youI would never be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I know we'll never see those days again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;And things will never be that way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;But that's just how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;People change but I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I won't forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To the ones who came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Who we're there from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To the love that left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;And took a piece of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;To the few who'd swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;They'd never go anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;How to live like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I would never be how I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I would never be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I'd be nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Where are you now?&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/5555479633740004288-6473933513307290933?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/6473933513307290933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=6473933513307290933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6473933513307290933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6473933513307290933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/lss-evhur.html' title='LSS, evhur. :))'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-4556007157971468676</id><published>2009-09-20T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T05:49:00.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so let's talk about INSULTS and SARCASM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;i have read these interesting things, all about insults. have i told you that INSULT is my favorite word? :)) im not being mean but insult and sarcasm can also be necessities, ya know. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Without wasting any more time, here's the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I don't know whether to laugh at you or pity you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone's looking at an object (e.g. his wallet) and laughing --What, does your wallet tell jokes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone does something extremely fast --You taking steroids? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone says, "I feel so stupid" --It's okay to feel what you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone is spelling something aloud --Are you taking part in a spelling bee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone is counting random numbers aloud --Playing BINGO? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone says, "Hey, you wanna hear a joke?" --It's okay, you're a joke all by yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Looks like I overestimated the number of your brain cells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone says, "I feel so stupid" or something similar --That's an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;When someone says, "I'm so short!" --No, you're *quite* tall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cheer up! You're still taller than my sausage dog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let's say you're looking at a picture on a book, and someone asks, "What's that?!" --A book. Duh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone asks, "Why don't you talk to me??" --You're not worth talking to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Talking to you doesn't bring any benefits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone tells you, "John is so ugly!" --Gee, you remind me of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone says, "I've a pretty sister." --Whatever happened to the brother / sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says, "Hey, do you know that (blah) (blah) (blah)" --Alert the media! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone says, "Oh, no! I've a pimple! What should I do about it?!"I've bigger things on my mind to think about than your puny pimple, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone says, "Don't tell me you're gonna tell me your parents" or something similar --I do have a life too, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Someone has a weird or funny name --Gee, your parents certainly have a weird sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says, "I don't know how to do this." --Ah, I'm not surprised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone asks, "What's happening?!" --With your IQ, I don't think you can understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You're so dumb your IQ and shoe size are the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You're so ugly your parents initially wanted to name you Rover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Your B.O. is so bad you're classified as a potential biological weapon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When someone delays something...&lt;br /&gt;That will be the time when you get your first grandchild. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That will be the time when [name] stops doing [something he always does] (e.g. That'll be the day when Jack's feet finally smell nice) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-4556007157971468676?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/4556007157971468676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=4556007157971468676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/4556007157971468676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/4556007157971468676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-lets-talk-about-insults-and-sarcasm.html' title='so let&apos;s talk about INSULTS and SARCASM.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-762791023724203204</id><published>2009-09-20T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T05:01:55.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIBBIT, RIBBIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we dissected a frog, individually! and we have to bring our frogs home to study 'em. i named my frog FROGGY PERRY. :) stranger, meet froggy perry. froggy perry, meet stranger.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383518427088625026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SrYZfIBjHYI/AAAAAAAAACk/HINtiTFS1SE/s320/09-10-09_0818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-762791023724203204?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/762791023724203204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=762791023724203204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/762791023724203204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/762791023724203204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/ribbit-ribbit.html' title='RIBBIT, RIBBIT!'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SrYZfIBjHYI/AAAAAAAAACk/HINtiTFS1SE/s72-c/09-10-09_0818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-8833104889255187689</id><published>2009-09-20T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:44:36.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLASHBACK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dahil hindi na ako nakakapag-update, eto na. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;last july 24 we had our thomasian welcome walk. it's a tradition for a freshie student of UST to enter the arc of the centuries. actually, it was postponed pero it pushed through nung 24th. :) photos will be posted soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we had our Com Ach GA last august 29. hindi ko ine-expect na magiging supah fun ang GA. i've met new buddies. saya! then sa september 26 na yung first outreach namin. it will be held in kaunlaran high school. sa navotas yun so medyo malayo. :D excited na kami especially ADOR! haha. photos will also be posted SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this friday, september 25. pageant na ng mr. and ms. PSYCH. -- going to support nathan and kia! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;last sunday naman. LA, ren and i watched the UAAP cheerdance competition. unfortunately, UST lost. for ythe first time wala kami sa top 3. but it's okaaaay. champs pa rin ang salinggawi! :D *malas kc si ren. haha jooooke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/5555479633740004288-8833104889255187689?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/8833104889255187689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=8833104889255187689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8833104889255187689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8833104889255187689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/flashback.html' title='FLASHBACK.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-8982754667015239761</id><published>2009-09-20T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:27:16.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, rejoice! it's them. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SrXYUFJBjLI/AAAAAAAAACc/w3s7f68iLYc/s1600-h/yehess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383446769080306866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SrXYUFJBjLI/AAAAAAAAACc/w3s7f68iLYc/s320/yehess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;myra's dearest chocho, obvious guy and mr. watchamacallhim -- uh, i have no idea who this guy is but yes! last week, nalaman ko na name ni OG. so from now on, i'll call him "keke". :))))) thanks loads to ate pat cayanan for this pic. yuh, i stole it. :) but thaaanks!&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/5555479633740004288-8982754667015239761?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/8982754667015239761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=8982754667015239761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8982754667015239761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8982754667015239761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-rejoice-its-them.html' title='oh, rejoice! it&apos;s them. :))'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SrXYUFJBjLI/AAAAAAAAACc/w3s7f68iLYc/s72-c/yehess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-1164066402065961849</id><published>2009-09-19T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:05:01.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;super interesting ng topics sa GENERAL PSYCH. dream is one of the topics that amazed me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To dream that you are sad, signifies a positive turn of events. It is generally a good dream foretelling good things are about to happen in your near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUFFOCATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you feel suffocated, signifies that you are feeling smothered by some situation or relationship. It also forewarns that your current love relationship will end in an extremely bitter break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REJECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are rejecting something, indicates that there are feelings or situations that you want to be rid of. Alternatively, you may be refusing to accept a situation that is being imposed and forced upon you.&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are being rejected, signifies a lack of self-worth and alienation of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARANOIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are paranoid, indicates your hesitance in moving forward in some situation or relationship. You are not ready for that major step in your life and are overcome with fear and suspicion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MALICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To dream that you have malice toward others, signifies that others will look down on you because of your ill temper. You need to control your temper.&lt;br /&gt;To dream that others have malice towards you, denotes a false friend who is working on harming you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;more about DREAMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Dreams are fascinating things. Man has wondered for centuries about dreams and what dreams mean. There has also been much research into dreaming –when it occurs, why we dream what we do, etc. But, for all the wondering and research, there is still so much we do not know about dreams. However, here are a few facts we do know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Researchers have discovered that each of us have at least four or five dreams a night. The dream state may last between one and two hours. If someone says they do not dream, they simply cannot remember their dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We spend approximately a third of our life sleeping. Over an average lifetime, that equals to about six years of dreaming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mary Shelley claimed the story idea for Frankenstein came from a dream she had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who have been blind all their lives still dream. But, their dreams are formed based on their four other senses (touch, smell, taste, and sound).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One of the earliest forms of dream analysis was performed by the Romans. Dreams were often submitted to the Roman Senate for interpretation. The Romans thought their dreams were messages from the gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The average dream lasts between 10 and 15 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Studies have shown that while women dream equally of women and men, men tend to dream about other men more frequently than they dream about women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you awake right after REM sleep, you may be able to recall your dream more vividly than someone who has slept through to the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Until the age of three or four, children do not appear in their own dreams. Children will not have what we view as adult-like dreams until they reach the age of 8 or 9. And, nightmares are very common in childhood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You cannot be dreaming if you are snoring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Polls show that up to 67% of Americans have had déjà vu while dreaming, with more women than men having had a dream of déjà vu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The five most common dreams are that of falling, being chased, our teeth falling out, being back in school, and your spouse cheating on you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. At some point, someone started the rumour that if you dream that you die or hit the ground while falling in a dream, you will actually die in your sleep. This is an old wife’s tale – dreaming neither of these will kill you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A 1980 study showed that 42% of people felt they had had a dream about something that later came true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Dreaming is necessary. If people are prevented from dreaming, they can suffer from personality disorders and psychological problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. It is estimated that about 50% of our dream content is forgotten only five minutes after waking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Humans are not the only ones who dream. Many animals dream and scientists believe that all mammals dream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Studies have shown that our dreams may be strongest when we are in REM sleep, the point at which our brain activity is most like that when we are awake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Studies have shown that as many as 70% of all females and 65% of all males have had reoccurring dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Alcohol, prescription drugs, and even certain types of foods can cause nightmares.&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/5555479633740004288-1164066402065961849?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/1164066402065961849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=1164066402065961849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1164066402065961849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1164066402065961849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreams.html' title='dreams.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-6322737240587020177</id><published>2009-09-19T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:06:17.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it goes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;IM BACK FROM HYBERNATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-6322737240587020177?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/6322737240587020177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=6322737240587020177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6322737240587020177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/6322737240587020177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-so-it-goes.html' title='and so it goes.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-3729348704675315335</id><published>2009-06-27T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:53:41.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COLLEGE, never a dull moment.</title><content type='html'>why? ASSIGNMENTS. it pisses me off A LOT!&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-3729348704675315335?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/3729348704675315335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=3729348704675315335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/3729348704675315335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/3729348704675315335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/college-never-dull-moment.html' title='COLLEGE, never a dull moment.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-7943360652286668453</id><published>2009-06-26T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:02:04.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DAY I CAME OUT FROM A VAGINA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have you heard the song "sixteen going on &lt;strong&gt;seventeen&lt;/strong&gt;"? it was sung in the movie THE SOUND OF MUSIC. i never get tired of watching that movie tho' it is already &lt;em&gt;moth-eaten&lt;/em&gt;. lol. anyway. tomorrow, june 27, is the most spoilt day for the people around me. haha. gawd. am going to be &lt;strong&gt;seventeen&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow :( am getting old. that sucks. i so wish peter pan would just appear by my window one night and bring me to neverland. well, for rock-dwellers - 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AVAILABLE&lt;/strong&gt;: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B - BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;: june 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C - CRUSHING ON&lt;/strong&gt;: hayden christensen and ryan ross and, and uh- many more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD&lt;/strong&gt;: a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO&lt;/strong&gt;: my family and closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG&lt;/strong&gt;: white horse by taylor swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS&lt;/strong&gt;: bears. cause worms are icky. i can't even look at 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H - HOMETOWN&lt;/strong&gt;: philippines, where the weather is too humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH&lt;/strong&gt;: iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J - JUGGLE&lt;/strong&gt;: i don't juggle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt;: planning to. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE&lt;/strong&gt;: when we drove to a province called "you're in the middle of nowhere, dumbass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR&lt;/strong&gt;: milkshake falvoured milk. how's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS&lt;/strong&gt;: one, two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O - ONE WISH&lt;/strong&gt;: own the white house. ick. kidding :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST&lt;/strong&gt;: no one. i want people to call me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE&lt;/strong&gt;: when someone did an embarrassing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD&lt;/strong&gt;: boom boom pow by the black eyed peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP&lt;/strong&gt;: 11 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN&lt;/strong&gt;: what do you want me to do, like peep on my undies?! are you mad? it's blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; carrots and lettuce. i love salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W - WORST HABIT&lt;/strong&gt;: saying shitty words. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD&lt;/strong&gt;: a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE&lt;/strong&gt;: one word, ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN&lt;/strong&gt;: cancer.&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/5555479633740004288-2443682828829330584?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/2443682828829330584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=2443682828829330584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2443682828829330584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2443682828829330584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/abc-about-me.html' title='ABC about me.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-2428233685131256247</id><published>2009-06-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:50:33.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring day it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;sheesh! the start of classes was posponed and moved to june 15 due to that frappin' H1N1 virus. it already have several cases in de la salle university which is kinda near UST. everyone's a little upset, including me. it is really alarming. the heavy rains are unpredictable i mean, it caused everyone to cancel some gimmicks. plus, the internet's a little shitty again so it's been really a very bad week for me. i so hope that everything will be good next week. im really excited about pacing to college. meeting new friends and stuff. it's 11:25 and i just got online. darn it. it's near midnight and im sorta sleepy. it's too bad i won't be updating much during school days. i will be concentrating on my studies. why? 'cause im a &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; girl. haha. any, my sis got the chance to stay with us since classes were posponbed all over manila. something good happened this week after all. she'll be moving to her dorm next week. well at least she won't be home sick 'cause she've met her dormmates and &lt;em&gt;classmates-to-be. &lt;/em&gt;they're cool and nice so we don't need to worry about anything. they are all smart people anyways. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-2428233685131256247?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/2428233685131256247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=2428233685131256247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2428233685131256247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2428233685131256247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring-day-it-is.html' title='boring day it is.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-8836723759218627369</id><published>2009-06-03T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:38:13.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all time favorite TV series. GOSSIP GIRL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiZMOeJ19pI/AAAAAAAAACM/hPH6qPYD0Lo/s1600-h/gossipgirlseason2450x30sf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343041819417900690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiZMOeJ19pI/AAAAAAAAACM/hPH6qPYD0Lo/s320/gossipgirlseason2450x30sf5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; is one of my favorites. i also like one three hill and 90210. gossip girl is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt; drama television series based on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Gossip Girl" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gossip_Girl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;book series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt; of the same name written by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Cecily von Ziegesar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cecily_von_Ziegesar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cecily von Ziegesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Narrated by the omniscient yet unseen blogger "Gossip Girl," the series revolves around the lives of wealthy teenagers at an elite prep school growing up on New York City's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Upper East Side" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Upper_East_Side"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upper East Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As the summer vacation comes to a close, Blair Waldorf arrives in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Hamptons" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hamptons"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hamptons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with James (guest star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Patrick Heusinger" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Heusinger"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Patrick Heusinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;). Although Blair is uninterested in James and is only using him as a tool to make Chuck jealous, he professes his love and reveals himself to be Marcus Beaton, an English Lord. Blair is interested in his title. Throughout the summer, Serena and Nate lead a fake relationship in order for him to continue an affair with Catherine Mason (guest star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Mädchen Amick" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MÃ¤dchen_Amick"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mädchen Amick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;), a married woman. Blair and Chuck feud over saying those three little words. They attempt to seduce and destroy Vanessa, however, the night ends with Chuck telling Blair he has chased her long enough and that she must now chase him. Blair attempts to seduce Chuck with the help of Dan, but the attempts prove unsuccessful and the pair are once again faced with the dilemma of saying those three little words. Dan finds out what Chuck and Blair did to Vanessa and gives Blair bad advice, resulting in her decision not to tell Chuck that she loves him. Later, Chuck and Blair decide to wait for the future to be together.&lt;br /&gt;Dan decides to try something out of his comfort-zone so he can write a story, and ends up going to Chuck for help. While Chuck educates him on the "ways of Chuck Bass", Dan defends Chuck and they both go to jail, where Chuck tells Dan how his mother died giving birth to him and how his father hates him for it. He takes this back when he finds out that Dan was using him to write a story. Dan writes the story anyway. Dan finds out that Nate is living in his seized apartment and invites him to live with his family. Meanwhile, Jenny ends up in an internship for Blair's mother, Eleanor Waldorf. However, Eleanor ends up using Jenny and not crediting her for all of her hard work. Agnes, a model for Eleanor, sees this and tells Jenny to quit, which she does, and the two start hanging out as Agnes introduces her to a new crowd of bad influences. She becomes rebelious, wants to start her own clothing line, and she decided she would become emancipated to do it. In the end everything works out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated with Bart, Lily and Rufus tell each other at the ball that they still have feelings for each other. Chuck overhears and calls his father, telling him to come immediately to the dance. Bart's limousine is involved in an accident on the way, and he dies.&lt;br /&gt;Lily's mother reveals that Lily and Rufus had a child, although Rufus did not know. Rufus and Lily go off together on a search for their son.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's uncle Jack Bass (guest star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Desmond Harrington" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desmond_Harrington"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desmond Harrington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;) returns and tells Blair he will now take care of Chuck, much to Blair's annoyance. Chuck inherits his father's fortune as well as 51% share of Bass Industries. The Bass Industries chair people witness Chuck in his father's office with a group of prostitutes, and give the company to Jack. Lily is very much unhappy when she hears about Jack Bass's plans for Bass Industries. She hires a lawyer and convinces Chuck to sign papers to make her his legal guardian instead. Chuck decides that he wants to rejoin Lily's family making her the owner of Bass Industries.&lt;br /&gt;Dan and Serena are accepted to Yale, but Blair is wait-listed. Serena learns that if she turns down Yale, Blair will be accepted. Blair, unaware Serena has been accepted to Yale, plots revenge on a new, young teacher, Ms. Carr, who had recently given her a B. When Serena learns this, she reveals to Blair that she has passed on Yale, and that Blair will be accepted. Blair invites the teacher, Ms Carr, to the opera as a prank. The headmistress informs Blair her acceptance to Yale is suspended, and Blair spreads a rumor that Dan and Ms. Carr are in a relationship. Serena becomes suspicious. Blair is discovered to be the rumor's creator, when Nelly confesses to the headmistress, and Blair is expelled.&lt;br /&gt;Serena sees Dan and Ms. Carr in a coffee shop together, and sees Dan intimately comforting Ms. Carr. Serena captures a photo where it is displayed at a PTA meeting, and Ms. Carr is fired and Blair is readmitted to Constance Billard. Dan defends himself, but he and Serena break up. Serena admits to Ms. Carr that she was the one to take the photo. Dan later visits Ms. Carr, where the two kiss and have sex. Meanwhile, the headmistress decides to give Ms. Carr her job back, afraid of negative publicity. Reinstated to her job, however, Ms. Carr decides to take revenge on Blair and calls Yale, telling them she had been given detention for hazing a teacher. Blair's acceptance to Yale is rescinded and given to Nelly instead. Blair tries to find out who called Yale. In the meantime, Dan and Ms. Carr have been carrying on their affair, and have sex in the costume room. But Dan discovers that it was Ms. Carr who ratted Blair out to Yale, and ends things with her, telling Blair that it was Ms. Carr who called Yale. Blair tells Ms. Carr that her punishment will just be to 'live with it'. Ms. Carr leaves a note for Dan telling him she's returning to Iowa.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck is mistakenly invited to a Skull and Bones society meeting by a mistress in place of his father. He becomes obsessed with Elle, the woman who met him there, and attempts to help her flee the country when she tells him she's in trouble. But he finds out that she was just using his money for an escape route, and when she leaves, Chuck goes to Blair's to wait for her there. Meanwhile, Blair sits in a bar drinking alone. Carter Baizen sits next to her and offers to buy her a drink, putting his hand on her knee.&lt;br /&gt;Blair is devastated about what has happened to her life, so she goes to Carter Baizen for help. However, Chuck and Serena realize Carter is encouraging the worst of Blair by letting her loose and changing her to a new Blair. They clear him out, but Blair only gets worse. Vanessa urges Nate to reconnect with his family, despite the fact that they weren't there during his father's financial trouble. The Vanderbilts throw a party for prominent members of NYC society. At the party, Blair goes off the deep end, insulting everyone she meets, getting drunk, and seducing Chuck to no avail, as he says that this isn't the Blair he wants. Finally, everything hits her and she is devastated. Nate finds her crying and comforts her, reminding her that she is Blair Waldorf, someone who doesn't let a mishap get in the way of what she wants. Chuck tells Serena that he is losing her and she said fight for her. When Nate accepts an internship provided by his grandfather instead of going on a summer vacation with Vanessa that they had been planning for a while, she walks out on the party, leaving their relationship in the air. Chuck goes to visit Blair to tell her he loves her but he see's Nate's jacket after Dorota tells him she is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Serena decides to throw Jenny an intimate party for her sixteenth birthday, but things get way out of control when Poppy Lifton (guest star Tamara Feldman) turns the small gathering into a huge social event. In a moment of weakness, Vanessa agrees to help Chuck with a scheme having to do with Blair and Nate. Rufus learns that Dan will not receive financial aid at Yale and tries to figure out another way to cover the cost of his education.&lt;br /&gt;Serena returns from her trip to Spain with Poppy and Gabriel (guest star Armie Hammer). Blair makes a secret deal with Nate's grandfather, William (guest star James Naughton), and Nate learns some disturbing information about his father's arrest. Dan takes a job as a cater-waiter to earn money for college, but is distressed when he discovers the gig is a Passover seder at the Waldorf penthouse and several of his friends and family are guests and he has to soon lie to cover up his actions.&lt;br /&gt;Georgina Sparks (guest star Michelle Trachtenberg) returns to the Upper East Side after undergoing a major transformation. Chuck and Nate find themselves at a major crossroads in their relationship as it pertains to their mutual interest in Blair, he tells Chuck to man-up and tell Blair how he feels otherwise let her go. Serena finds her relationship with Gabriel growing more complicated by the day as she finds out he may have been involved with a scam to steal money from investors including Rufus, who invested Dan's college tuition money with him. Nate asks Blair to move in with him.&lt;br /&gt;Blair pressures Georgina into making amends for her past bad behavior by helping her in a scheme to get the money back from Poppy. The rivalry between Nate and Chuck over Blair comes to a head. Lily hatches a secret plan to help Rufus with Dan's college tuition. In an effort to protect Serena's reputation, Lily puts Serena in jail for stealing a bracelet. Blair asks Chuck if he loves her or whether its just a game and he says it is just a game. Serena overhears and asked why he said that, and he says it was because he loves her, but can't make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;In a flashback to the 80s, 17-year-old Lily Rhodes (Brittany Snow) gets kicked out of boarding school and runs away to Los Angeles, reconnecting with her parents, Rick (Andrew McCarthy) and Cece (Cynthia Watros), and sister, Carol (Krysten Ritter). Back in present day, Blair and Nate attend prom together, and the mean girls try to rig the votes for prom queen so that Nelly will win. But Chuck over hears them and votes for Blair 150 times so she will win and be happy. Serena and Lily don't see eye-to-eye over Serena's recent run-in with the law and Serena refuses to come out of jail until Lily apologizes. Blair and Nate break up. No Doubt performs in the flashbacks as an 80s band called "Snowed Out."&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl sends out a damaging email blast at the Graduation commencement ceremony in which she calls Nate a class whore, Dan, the ultimate insider, Blair a weakling, Chuck a coward and Serena, officially irrelevant. She also exposes the fact that Blair had a one-night-stand with Jack Bass a.k.a Chuck's uncle on New Years Eve. It makes Serena so angry to have her secrets out for all the world to see, so she tries to unmask the real Gossip Girl. They text Gossip Girl and Jonothan's phone rings. It turns out that he hacked into Gossip Girl's server so he had control over the site but was indeed not Gossip Girl. The Identity of Gossip Girl is still a secret. At the after party at Nate's house, Jenny challenges Penelope and the Mean Girls in an effort to become the next Queen Bee of Constance. During the party, Gossip Girl sends another text to everyone, revealing a secret about everyone including Dan's relationship with Rachel, Blair's relationship with Jack Bass, Chuck sleeping with Vanessa, and more, adding that if anyone has a problem about it, blame it on Serena due to her obsession with wanting to find out who Gossip Girl is. Serena sends another text message to Gossip Girl telling her to meet with her alone, but Gossip Girl brings everyone to the bar she and Serena were meant to meet at alone. One last text from Gossip Girl says that she will keep making posts during college. Georgina Sparks returns, who requests to be Blair's roommate at NYU next year. Meanwhile, Nate, Dan and Vanessa unknowingly meet Scott (Chris Riggi), the presumed dead child of Lily and Rufus. Carter Baizen informs Serena that he's located the whereabouts of her father. Lily and Rufus get engaged. Chuck meets Blair in front of his limo and brings her all of her favorite things from Europe and finally says "I love you." Blair smiles and they kiss and it is the start of Blair and Chuck's real relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;season 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;The CW has renewed Gossip Girl for a third season, which will air in the USA on August 31st, 2009.&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/5555479633740004288-8836723759218627369?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/8836723759218627369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=8836723759218627369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8836723759218627369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/8836723759218627369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-time-favorite-tv-series-gossip-girl.html' title='all time favorite TV series. GOSSIP GIRL.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiZMOeJ19pI/AAAAAAAAACM/hPH6qPYD0Lo/s72-c/gossipgirlseason2450x30sf5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-2240364583808474034</id><published>2009-06-03T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:43:13.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the most awaited NEW MOON TRAILER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:395235" width="300" height="207" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" base="." allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26id%3D1612947%26vid%3D395235%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A395235%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A395235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/trailer_park/" target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailers&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Movies Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;New Moon is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Young adult" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Young_adult"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;young adult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; fantasy-romance novel by author &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Stephenie Meyer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephenie_Meyer"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, and is the second book in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Twilight (series)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_(series)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Twilight saga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;. According to Meyer, this book is about losing true love. The title refers to the darkest phase of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Lunar phase" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lunar_phase"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;lunar cycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, indicating that New Moon is about the darkest time of the protagonist Bella's life. It was originally published in hardcover in 2006. An upcoming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="New Moon (2009 film)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Moon_(2009_film)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;film adaptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; is tentatively set for release on November 20, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;SYNOPSIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a title="Bella Swan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bella_Swan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Isabella "Bella" Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; turns 18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="List of Twilight characters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Twilight_characters#Alice_Cullen"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Edward Cullen (Twilight)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Cullen_(Twilight)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Vampire (Twilight)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vampire_(Twilight)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; she loves, throw her a birthday party. While unwrapping a gift, she gets a small paper cut. Edward's brother, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="List of Twilight characters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Twilight_characters#Jasper_Hale"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, is overwhelmed by her blood's scent and tries to attack Bella. To protect her from vampires, Edward ends his relationship with Bella, and he and his family leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Forks, Washington" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forks,_Washington"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Forks, Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;. Bella becomes severely depressed for months and seeks comfort with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Jacob Black" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacob_Black"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, a cheerful friend who eases her pain over losing Edward.&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Jacob develop a close friendship, and she soon realizes that thrill-seeking activities, such as motorcycle riding, allow her to "hear" Edward's voice in her head. Meanwhile, Bella learns that Jacob is a werewolf. He and his fellow werewolves protect Bella from the vampires &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="List of Twilight characters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Twilight_characters#Laurent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Laurent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="List of Twilight characters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Twilight_characters#Victoria"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, the latter of whom seeks revenge for her dead mate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="List of Twilight characters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Twilight_characters#James"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, whom the Cullens killed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Twilight (novel)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_(novel)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, a series of miscommunications leads Edward to believe that Bella has killed herself. Distraught over her supposed suicide, Edward flees to Italy to provoke the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="List of Twilight characters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Twilight_characters#The_Volturi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Volturi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;, peace-keeping vampires who would be able to kill him. Bella and Edward's sister, Alice, rush to Italy to save Edward, arriving just in time to stop him. Before leaving Italy, the Volturi tell them that Bella, a human who knows that vampires exist, must either be killed or transformed into a vampire. When they return to Forks, Edward tells Bella that he has always loved her and only left to protect her. She forgives him, and the book ends with the Cullens voting in favor of Bella being transformed into a vampire after her graduation, much to Edward's dismay.&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/5555479633740004288-2240364583808474034?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/2240364583808474034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=2240364583808474034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2240364583808474034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2240364583808474034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-awaited-new-moon-trailer.html' title='the most awaited NEW MOON TRAILER.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-5183195183984780795</id><published>2009-06-02T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:39:30.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days ft. WHITE HORSE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's raining reaaally hard. im afraind of strong rains. there's nothing to do so i decided to just go online and hope that the power won't be out. oh please, oh please! anyway, im a little preoccupied right now but still, it's good that i managed to write a blog. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i love taylor swift's new song WHITE HORSE. it does bring up a rainy afternoon. plus, i love tay swift. she's soo talented. i love her songs like, a lot! so here. tay's WHITE HORSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:orange;"&gt;Say you're sorry, that face of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Comes out just when you need it to&lt;br /&gt;As I paced back and forth all this time&lt;br /&gt;Cause I honestly believed in you&lt;br /&gt;Holding on, the days drag on&lt;br /&gt;Stupid girl, I should have knownI should have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town&lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I was naive, got lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And never really had a chance&lt;br /&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings, now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town&lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you are on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Begging for forgiveness, begging for me&lt;br /&gt;Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well&lt;br /&gt;This is a big world, that was a small town&lt;br /&gt;There in my rearview mirror disappearing now&lt;br /&gt;And its too late for you and your white horse&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Try and catch me now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's too late to catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-5183195183984780795?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/5183195183984780795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=5183195183984780795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/5183195183984780795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/5183195183984780795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainy-days-ft-white-horse.html' title='rainy days ft. WHITE HORSE.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-5371889329489738607</id><published>2009-06-01T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:40:13.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>highly recommended movie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiP0MROMtpI/AAAAAAAAACE/5jOGWRWbMhc/s1600-h/qua.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342382074610103954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiP0MROMtpI/AAAAAAAAACE/5jOGWRWbMhc/s320/qua.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;we've watched a veery good movie entitled &lt;strong&gt;quarantine&lt;/strong&gt;. it's really spine-tingling. and i so love thrillin' movies. so, this is actually one of my favorites. it's really realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;CAST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/jennifer-carpenter/14683585"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jennifer Carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Angela Vidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/jay-hernandez/14644750"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jay Hernandez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/columbus-short/14841577"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Columbus Short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Danny Wilensky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/johnathon-schaech/14677258"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Johnathon Schaech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - George Fletcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/steve-harris/14504060"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Steve Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Scott Percival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/greg-germann/14656105"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Greg Germann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/dania-ramirez/14839866"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dania Ramirez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Sadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/rade-serbedzija/14597947"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rade Serbedzija&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Yuri Ivanov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/andrew-fiscella/14765236"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Andrew Fiscella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; - James McCreedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.film.com/celebrities/bernard-white/14833976"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bernard White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; - Bernard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;SYNOPSIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Television reporter Angela Vidal (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Jennifer Carpenter" href="http://www.tribute.ca/people/Jennifer+Carpenter/13882" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Jennifer Carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;) and her cameraman (Steve Harris) are assigned to spend the night shift with a Los Angeles Fire Station. After a routine 911 call takes them to a small apartment building, they find police officers already on the scene in response to blood curdling screams coming from one of the apartment units. They soon learn that a woman living in the building has been infected by something unknown. After a few of the residents are viciously attacked, they try to escape with the news crew in tow, only to find that the CDC has quarantined the building. Phones, internet, televisions and cell phone access have been cut-off, and officials are not relaying information to those locked inside. When the quarantine is finally lifted, the only evidence of what took place is the news crew's videotape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc214/gothicisz/sweeeeeeeet.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5555479633740004288-5371889329489738607?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/5371889329489738607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=5371889329489738607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/5371889329489738607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/5371889329489738607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/06/highly-recommended-movie.html' title='highly recommended movie.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiP0MROMtpI/AAAAAAAAACE/5jOGWRWbMhc/s72-c/qua.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-1290381860540740963</id><published>2009-05-31T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:40:57.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>repost: story made short.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;here's a long story but i'll just make it short.&lt;br /&gt;*a flashback&lt;br /&gt;i wuz first year high school then. they happen moved to our village. their house is actually next to ours. the owner of the house is owned by another person so, to make it clear, the owner rents rooms. it was a bright sunny day and i need to buy a napkin. take note, a sanitary napkin! darn! my period was in wrong timing. any, i was clueless that time. i was actually shocked to see that the store was open again and it's been a long time. so, i stepped there and rang the buzzer. then, i waited for a seller. and then it happened, i was inlove for the first sight. he is really cute! i mean. REALLY! then i started to talk and told him wut im gonna buy. a NAPKIN : i was soo embarrassed. to think, that for the first time i saw him, i bought a napkin. why, oh why? i really blushed when i turn away XD coincidently, whenever i buy a napkin, he's the one in charge on their store. ugh, wut could be worse that that?&lt;br /&gt;so, that was four years ago. and now, their store was closed because his family encountered a tragedy. his father died. his father was a nice man. he's a --corny XD jokester too. he has nice parents. his mother is actually my mon's friend. i mean, they gossip, a lot! haha. so maybe the pain is sinking in now and they aren't ready to open the store yet. so, i have't seen him for a week now. and i was also informed that he just graduated college, that gave me an idea that his age might be 20. 3-4 years older than me. aww, i was about to enter college, and he just got out. that's really awful :(&lt;br /&gt;hey, remember my blog when i was soo craving for a checkered blouse thingy and i said it was a must-have? well, tell ye wut? I HAVE IT! i actually bought two of them ~with different flairs and colors. haha. im really happy with wut's going on in my life. i mean, the party was a success, i get to enter college by june, my mom just got promoted on her job. really, GOD IS GOOD :D&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/5555479633740004288-1290381860540740963?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/1290381860540740963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=1290381860540740963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1290381860540740963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1290381860540740963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/05/repost-story-made-short.html' title='repost: story made short.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-2700593298603046346</id><published>2009-05-31T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:41:24.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 midnight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;drat. it's 12 midnight and im still awake. lol. well, tomorrow's the start of classes. but, not for some of us. im going to be a college student soon and our classes will be on june 9th. darn, we're soo lucky :p oh-kay, so it's been raining so hard lately. im really glad it stopped even for a while. i hate rainy days. i have a friend who loves rainy days i don't understand him. rainy season is quite icky. but it also has advantages. i mean, when it rains a lot classes will be suspended. how cool is that? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sis will move to a dorm soon and it's kinda sad because she'll be away from us for a long time. oh well, that's life. at least she's a scholar and it's really a great opportunity. our parents were a little distressed before because they are not sure if they would be able to bring us up to college. soo, it's a good thing that my sis became a scholar.&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/5555479633740004288-2700593298603046346?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/2700593298603046346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=2700593298603046346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2700593298603046346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/2700593298603046346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/05/12-midnight.html' title='12 midnight.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555479633740004288.post-1422947083285825772</id><published>2009-05-21T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:41:58.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KRIS ALLEN: THE NEW AMERICAN IDOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiKqO4LjECI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GSVb_Rt48xA/s1600-h/adamkris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342019280590540834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiKqO4LjECI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GSVb_Rt48xA/s320/adamkris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;the finale of american idol season 8 has been really controversial. many people think that kris allen doesn't deserve the title. i am an ADAM LAMBERT buff, too. for me, adam should've won. i mean, if we're talking about talent here, he SHOULD'VE REALLY WON. from the very first week of idol search, my bet for top 2 was adam and danny because they're both good performers and they have the whole package and i was soo frustrated that danny gokey got voted off. frankly speaking, i d'no who kris allen was until he got onto top 2. he can sing, yes. but if i were to compare his performances to adam's, obviously adam lambert is waaay better. he is worth the standing ovation that simon gave him. i also think that the reason why adam lambert lost was maybe because of him being gay. i've seen many photos of him already but for me, it shouldn't affect his career. that's him and we should accept him for who he is. what happened was a discrimination to gays, i guess. i have a gay friend and it's not bad at all. being that kind of person doesn't make you a bad individual. anyway, that's america's choice and maybe adam lambert fanatics should respect the result of american idol 8. kris allen is talented too. well, he wouldn't make it to top 13 of course if he isn't. so let's all get over it. adam lambert will still have his own career. just like chris daughtry and other idols, they didn't win the american idol title but they now shine like the brightest stars. :)&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/5555479633740004288-1422947083285825772?l=sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/feeds/1422947083285825772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5555479633740004288&amp;postID=1422947083285825772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1422947083285825772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5555479633740004288/posts/default/1422947083285825772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetaspumpkinpie.blogspot.com/2009/05/firstly.html' title='KRIS ALLEN: THE NEW AMERICAN IDOL.'/><author><name>ish :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04594233244390042823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SsQv3U--SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/-JVwVi2BwXc/S220/09-23-09_1956isz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qAKrA2j8Uac/SiKqO4LjECI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GSVb_Rt48xA/s72-c/adamkris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
