<?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-7506033801265372386</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:59:24.940+08:00</updated><category term='reasons of my inactiveness'/><title type='text'>My Life Would Suck Without You</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6415554709738376288</id><published>2009-12-24T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:11:28.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I'm back from a looooooong vacation. Haha. Well, as you can see, it's, uhm, 4 hours 'til Christmas. Are you excited?! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me? Yes, I am for it is the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a Christmas tree?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/Nincompoop/tree05.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us? Yes, we have. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, wait, wait, wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What does &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; really means?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christmas is not just about the presents, in fact, it's not about the presents at all. It's about things you can't wrap in a box or tie with a bow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Santa Buddies: The Lengends of Puppy Paws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I believe what the pup had said in that movie. It's true. Even if didn't receive a present, be happy and remind yourself that &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; isn't about &lt;i&gt;gifts&lt;/i&gt; or&lt;i&gt; presents&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know what matters most during Christmas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really matters on Christmas day is that you'll be spending your Christmas with your loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, you are lucky 'cause some people can't spend Christmas with their loved ones. So if you're now spending it with your family/loved ones, be contented and say "&lt;i&gt;At least I have my loved ones around.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope we have learnt a lesson here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never expect a present and be contented on what you have&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/Nincompoop/t6.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/Nincompoop/t6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6415554709738376288?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6415554709738376288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-everyone-im-back-from-looooooong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6415554709738376288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6415554709738376288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-everyone-im-back-from-looooooong.html' title=''/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/Nincompoop/th_tree05.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-400713417816500825</id><published>2009-12-01T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:57:39.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late posts. :)</title><content type='html'>Havne't you noticed that I have't still posted a blog about our Intrams? And our Foundation Day? Well, yeah. It's because I have no time. And yes, you always see me online or what but when I have the time to write a blog about it, I'm so lazy to. So I'm sorry for this late blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intrams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy for this week to come! We will have a whole week of fun, excitement, joy, success. And if there's success, of course there's failure, like me. I've failed to be the champion of the &lt;i&gt;Table Tennis Singles &lt;/i&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Girls of course&lt;/i&gt;]. Yup! I was so embarassed that time because the &lt;i&gt;Table Tennis Singles &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Doubles &lt;/i&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Boys&lt;/i&gt;] won. And me? I'm a &lt;b&gt;LOSER&lt;/b&gt;! I even placed 4th! Yeah! :|. My first opponent was the 4th year. So yeah, obviously, I lost :|. My 2nd opponent was the 3rd year so I lost again. My last opponent was the 2nd year, our scores are supeeer close. Maybe 2 points? Or 1? I lost again. So we placed 4th. Sorry freshmen. But my mom said "&lt;i&gt;Ok lang yan, first year pa lang naman kayo e. First time niyo lang.&lt;/i&gt;" Yeah she's right. So I don't have to worry about it 'cause our &lt;i&gt;Table Tennis Doubles&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;i&gt;Girls&lt;/i&gt;] also lost. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foundation Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We prepared a dance for this occasion. We danced in front of all people. From Grade 1 'til 4th year. It's very embarrassing! I hate it when I dance in front of so many people. But look on the bright side again, at least we won't be having our exam on P.E. 'cause we are exempted. Yeah! :). Our exam pa naman is &lt;i&gt;Volleyball&lt;/i&gt; and believe me, I'm not good at it. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos will be uploaded &lt;a href="http://www.merylkate028.multiply.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go! Sorry for the rush :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-400713417816500825?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/400713417816500825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/400713417816500825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/400713417816500825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-posts.html' title='Late posts. :)'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-390038795633521994</id><published>2009-11-22T19:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:12:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Reane Vernice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday was the celebration of the 1st birthday of my niece, Reane Vernice. Her birthday is really on November 16, but they celebrated it on November 21 because November 16, 2009 is on Monday right? So many of the invited friends are in their office working or in their school studying, like me. So they moved it. :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, let the party begiiiiiiiin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First was the Opening Prayer that was leaded by me. Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's my prayer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Please bow our heads and let us pray.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Father in heaven we come to you today thanking you for Reane Vernice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We are glad that you have brought us together and allowed us to know her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On this day we ask for your special blessing and a day filled with hope, joy and optimism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We pray that this coming year might be one that will bring personal success and fulfillment and accomplishment for Reane Vernice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Father we know that you delight in blessing your children and so we ask for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;May we all be grateful for your goodness. This we ask in the name of our loving Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the name of the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After my Opening Prayer, the next to talk was the clown. He entertained us for the moment and the games started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Games..games..games..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After the games, it was time to eaaaat! Hurraaay! But I haven't joined in the line first. I first get a chocolate in the chocolate fountain and a bread stick and dip and eat. After I finished that, I went to the line and put what I want to eat. I ate Spaghetti, Chicken and Patties. And that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's time for the Magic Show &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Puppet Show!! I know Puppet Shows are for children who have ages 6 below but believe me, this clown really has a sense of humor! He made everyone of us laugh. But not so hard, but at least, he can make teenagers and older people laugh. :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then it's time to go home. I hope my happiness back there will stay forever in me and I hope everyday of my life would be like what I experienced there. :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I still haven't uploaded the pictures. Just always visit my multiply site → &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.merylkate028.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MULTIPLY SITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; always stay tuned! XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7506033801265372386-390038795633521994?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/390038795633521994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-1st-birthday-reane-vernice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/390038795633521994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/390038795633521994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-1st-birthday-reane-vernice.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Reane Vernice!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6861918330120418322</id><published>2009-11-05T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:30:39.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Broken-Hearted, I mean BROKEN-FAITHED. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"So... Katulad ng marami, naranasan ko na din ang pinaka-matinding sakit na dulot ng pag-ibig. (Sabi sa inyo eh, CHEESY) Yun na ata ang pinaka sa lahat ng pinaka-masakit at pinaka-nakakaloka na experience ko sa love. Masakit talaga, lalo na kapag nagmahal ka ng higit pa sa sobra. As in... 'OUCH!!!' talaga! Pero ang pinakamasakit na part ng pinagdaanan ko is the fact na nagkamali din ako. Iilan lang sa mga friends ko ang nakaka-alam kung paano ako nabaliw nung time na yun. Wasak na wasak at durog na durog ang puso ko. Mula sa pagiging dyosa, nagmukha akong labandera at taga-hugas ng mga pinggan sa kusina. HAHA. Oo na, korny na kung korny. Kahit uminom pa ako ng napakaraming Stresstabs, 4G, Myra-e at Enervon, mukha pa rin akong tsimay kasi depressed ako to the highest level! Pero ngayon medyo okay okay na ako. No more tears! (Sana)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero shempre, hindi naman natatapos ang anumang painful circumstances sa buhay natin nang wala tayong napupulot na aral. In the end of all the bitterness, pains and self-denials, meron at meron tayong aral na nakukuha. So let me share with you some of the things I've learned from my experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's not true pala na nawawasak ang puso natin kapag nabibigo tayo o nasasaktan dahil sa love kasi yung heart daw natin, kahit ilang pagkabigo at kahit paulit-ulit na masaktan, mananatili pa rin tong buo. Hindi yan nawawasak. Kapag nasaktan tayo emotionally, hindi ang heart natin ang nawawasak but it's our FAITH. When we are in painful situations, our faith breaks because we stop believing. So... it's not right pala na sabihing 'Broken-Hearted' ako. It should be 'Broken-Faithed' pala? (Pangit naman nun. Parang wrong grammar. Hahaha!) And sa pagsasabi ng "I love you". Sabi nila, wag ka daw maniwala kapag sinabihan ka ng "I love you with all my heart." Mababaw lang daw kasi yun. Cheap. Maniwala ka lang daw pag sinabihan ka ng "I love you with all my hypothalamus." To the maximum level na daw ang pagmamahal sayo kapag ganun ang sinabi sayo. Ang hypothalamus kasi is a part of our brain na connected sa heart. So ano ngayon? Aba ewan ko. Basta yun daw dapat. Alam naman natin ang mga psychologist, masyadong malalalim. Sa susunod na magmamahal ako, lahat ng parte ng lamang-loob ng tao ikakabit ko sa pagsasabi ng "I love you". So ang sasabihin ko, "I love you with all my heart, with all my hypothalamus, body, soul, lungs, liver, intestines, esophagus, apendix, gal bladder, kidney, pati na uterus at fallopian tube ko!" Pero grabe naman kung ganun. Hay nako... Hassle! Masyadong ma-effort!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wag mong pigilan ang sarili mo na mag-drama o mag-emote kapag 'Broken-Hearted' ka. Magpakasaya ka! Makipag bonding bonding with friends! Tapos pag-uwi mo sa bahay, chaka ka na lang magkulong sa kwarto mo. Umiyak ka hangga't gusto mo. Sumigaw ka sa unan mo. Makipag-bonding ka sa sakit na nararamdaman mo. Don't pressure yourself to move on, kasi isa talaga yun sa pinaka-mahirap gawin. Normal lang yang nararamdaman mo. Just feel your pain until the pain becomes numb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sa mga panahon na sawi at bigo ka sa love, no advice can make you feel better. Kahit ano pang sabihin sayo ng mga kaibigan mo, kapuso at kapamilya, hindi ka pa rin magiging okay. Kahit bilihan ka pa ng sampung iPod Touch, Hindi ka pa rin magiging masaya. (Ewan ko lang ah. Kasi ako, masaya na ako dun. HAHA!) Alam mo, tama si Doraemon. Ang talagang makakapagpasaya sa atin ay ang taong naging dahilan kung bakit tayo nalungkot...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't seek for revenge. Minsan kasi kapag tayo ang offended party, naiisip natin gumanti. Sa halip na ubusin mo ang oras mo sa pag-iisip ng gimik kung paano gagantihan ang nang-gago sayo, spend your time in living your life because a life lived well is the sweetest kind of revenge. Ipakita mo sa kanya na masaya ka kahit wala na siya sa buhay mo. Ayus ayusin mo sarili mo. May iba kasi na kapag broken-hearted eh napapabayaan ang sarili. Dahil mashadong nag-papaawa... Ayan tuloy, mukha nang hindi nagsusuklay, hindi naliligo, tapos kapag nakasalubong si ex at hindi ka pinansin, masasaktan at iiyak. Eh paano ka ba naman niya papansinin, eh hindi ka na niya marecognize jan sa ichura mo? Kaya sa halip na magpabaya, magpaganda ka nang magpaganda! Tapos kapag magandang-maganda ka na siya naman ang wag mong pansinin. Hehehehe. :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And lastly... PRAY! Sabi nga sa libro ni Elizabeth Gilbert na "Eat Pray Love", "There is no trouble in this world so serious that it can't be cured with a hot bath, a glass of Whiskey and the Book of Common Prayer." Walang hindi nadadaan sa dasal. Just have FAITH. Everything will be alright, I'm sure... :-)"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Diane:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alam niyo ba? Di ako ang gumawa nito. It's my sister who made this. Ang galing no? Pang-broken-hearted talaga. Ay hindi pala, pang-&lt;b&gt;BROKEN-FAITHED&lt;/b&gt;. Hahaha. Nagandahan lang ako nung nabasa ko to kaya pinost ko. Sorry ka nalang di mo nabasa. :). Si &lt;a href="http://kitiekatie.blogspot.com"&gt;KitKat Ang&lt;/a&gt; pala ang gumawa. [EDITED] =)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6861918330120418322?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6861918330120418322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-broken-hearted-i-mean-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6861918330120418322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6861918330120418322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-broken-hearted-i-mean-broken.html' title='For Broken-Hearted, I mean BROKEN-FAITHED. :))'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6767351679846294154</id><published>2009-10-31T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:47:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapeh Halluween Everebodeh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Today, we already went to the &lt;i&gt;cemetery&lt;/i&gt;, because of the thought of &lt;b&gt;having so many people &lt;/b&gt;and also for &lt;b&gt;having typhoon&lt;/b&gt;, again. So, like 3 PM, we went to the &lt;i&gt;Eternal Gardens Cemetery&lt;/i&gt;, the very popular cemetery here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, actually, it rained. It rained soo hard because there's typhoon. So we, got wet. Not that wet. Lucky for us, there's this tent near our place there. The owner had left it or he/she did it on purpose. Then, like 30 min. later, the rain stopped. We are so happy 'cause we can now light the candles. Then, me, my cousin, my sister, my brother and my dad went to the grave of our dead loved ones [Father's side]. We stayed there. Mom and my tita stayed where we left them [Mother's side].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played PSP only and eat and eat and eat. And light the candles and sit. Then, my mom and tita also made their way to the one where we stayed. So we all stayed there 'til 6:00 PM. Then went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is made for all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SvaeviY34dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3o3jNiJN40k/s1600-h/spookeh.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SvaeviY34dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3o3jNiJN40k/s320/spookeh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401679342599659986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPEH HALLUWEEN EVEREBODEH! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7506033801265372386-6767351679846294154?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6767351679846294154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/10/hapeh-halluwin-everebodeh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6767351679846294154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6767351679846294154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/10/hapeh-halluwin-everebodeh.html' title='Hapeh Halluween Everebodeh!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SvaeviY34dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3o3jNiJN40k/s72-c/spookeh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6967918229479894342</id><published>2009-10-17T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:31:32.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Saturday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, this Saturday, is different from the usual Saturdays we've had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usual:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We go to malls. We buy foods for a week and the things we needed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't read books every Saturday. It's because I'm busy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We bought and eat our dinner at any &lt;i&gt;Fast-Food Chain&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We'll be going to a bookstore to buy books. Or buy something we need for school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We'll be given one-hundred pesos to spend on a prepaid card.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We'll be home at 7 or 8:something from mall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll be watching any TV Show.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this time, I've done the opposite of it. Yeah, you'll find it weird but it's true. I even haven't watch the show I watch every Saturday. I forgot about it 'cause I spent a lot of my time reading "Elvis &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Olive" 'cause I wanted to finish it today and start for "Diary of a Wimpy Kid". Luckily, I've finished the E&amp;amp;&amp;amp;O. Actually, I&lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; finished it. I want to finish also the "Diary of ...." 'cause I promised to my classmate that I'll be finishing it by tomorrow and returning it back to him by Monday. I also promised him that if he would agree on letting me borrow that book in this weekend, I won't be borrowing it again! :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Need to go! I still have a book to finish. :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6967918229479894342?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6967918229479894342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/10/different-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6967918229479894342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6967918229479894342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/10/different-saturday.html' title='Different Saturday..'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-3656775618427799844</id><published>2009-10-16T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:31:37.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know That..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you know that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spend a lot of time using computer. Maybe more than the hours when I sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate blood. I mean I don't hate it, I'm afraid of it! Yeah I know it's crazy but believe me, I feel weak everytime I see blood. Not my own blood, but the blood of the others. Exception in mine is when the blood that goes out from my body is, like, uhm, having a surgery?. I mean, the blood is plenty/many or whatsoever. Got it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like the book when its paper is not soft/smooth/the one that's in the hardbound books. I don't want the rough one, the one that's in the not-hardbound books. LOL. XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not that organized! Yeah! Well, I'm well-organized in social sites like this but not in the real life. If you'll see my drawer, you'll be, like, shocked or something. Maybe suprised? Yeaaah! Suppppeeeer! But don't be dissapointed, dear. I, also, can be organize. I can arrange something in order or alphabetically. :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can flatter myself. DUH! Hahahaha. But this one is, I think, almost? LOL Yeah! I often flatter myself. Like: "&lt;i&gt;Ooooh, I'm cute&lt;/i&gt;." or "&lt;i&gt;I'm prettiest of all&lt;/i&gt;!" or "&lt;i&gt;I'm smarter than EuLa&lt;/i&gt;." [Sorry EuLa if nadamay kita dito.] or "&lt;i&gt;Ang galing-galing ko talaga&lt;/i&gt;!" and the likes. Hahaha. But, all of it is just in my opinion. It's like a dream. But in reality, I'm not. I'm not cute. I'm not the prettiest of all. I'm not smarter than EuLa. Maybe I am, but I just don't use it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love &lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt;. It's the last day of our school days. So every Friday, I sleep late. Yeah. I'm free to sleep until 1 AM and above. But I don't sleep 2 AM and above because I can't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I say badwords most of my time. I hate it when I say it. I'm being taught by my classmates. I know it's bad and at the same time weird, but believe me, I don't like saying it. It just comes out of my mouth. But I've lessen saying it. Good for me right? :)).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love &lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Chace Crawford&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Ed Westwick&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Enchong Dee&lt;/span&gt;. They are sooo&lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;HANDSOME&lt;/span&gt;! [Yee. Flattered!] :) And I also love the codename "&lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;CUPCAKE&lt;/span&gt;". It's cute right? xp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love seeing people with happy faces like this :) or ☻. :)). But, really! It makes me feel so happy, too. I want to see your happy faces, all of you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And last but not the least, I love you. Yes, you, and you, and you, and you. Wohoo! Do you love me too? I want you to answer it. Actually, you can, I think? Try clicking it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll be sorry if you didn't/haven't read the last part 'cause you thought it is boring. :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a nice day! XOXO :-*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love lots,     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MeryL x]&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-3656775618427799844?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/3656775618427799844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-yuo-know-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3656775618427799844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3656775618427799844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-yuo-know-that.html' title='Did You Know That..'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2698938326562644042</id><published>2009-09-29T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:40:14.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last September 25, 2009 was our Math Fest. Those who are in the Top 6 &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Bottom 6 are the ones who will play in the Amazing Race [except for those who are in the Math Club]. Unfortunately, I'm not one of them. Aww. I also want to try. But rules are rules. And I can't substitute one of them 'cause no one is absent. Only those who are absent are the ones who can be substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Amazing Race Students, we threw flour in someone's. :)). We just want to enjoy the Math Fest. Muahaha. Then, it's the teachers' turn on playing in the Amazing Race. Wee! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all of those activities, we've had our Lunch. And, unfortunately, we have our Chinese Class. We threw flours at each other's right? So some of us went home because they are full of flours especially the ones who joined the Amazing Race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's all! Hahaha. Want the photos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooops! Sorry but I still don't have the photos. They still haven't send it to me. Maybe next time. Buhbye! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2698938326562644042?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2698938326562644042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/09/math-fest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2698938326562644042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2698938326562644042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/09/math-fest.html' title='Math Fest'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7249387152068263448</id><published>2009-09-01T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:03:29.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the champion in the Film-Making Contest/MTV Presentation!</title><content type='html'>Weeeee! Yesh! You've heard it. We won! Weeeee! Hurrraaaaaay! Thanks for Kaithleen and Romeo for doing it. I didn't contribute actually. HAHAHAHAHA. :). Gotta go! I'm just letting you all know 'cause we worked hard for that. Kaithleen and Eula slept late just for that. :). I didn't even sleep for that [exag?] :)). Joke lang. Wala nga ata akong naitulong e. Actress lang :)). Wanna see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZdSG8OVS9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZdSG8OVS9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="tag"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://i.polldaddy.com/ratings/rating.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tag"&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/7506033801265372386-7249387152068263448?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7249387152068263448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-champion-in-film-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7249387152068263448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7249387152068263448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-champion-in-film-making.html' title='We are the champion in the Film-Making Contest/MTV Presentation!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2872033586166143743</id><published>2009-08-31T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:26:22.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Heroes Day</title><content type='html'>Today, we don't have classes! It's National Heroes Day today so, as usual, no classes :). But, I think this day is soo boring. Really! I'm planning of things I'll do today so that I can change this day "Suppppper Happy DAY!" Am I right? :) So gotta go! (tooodleloooski)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2872033586166143743?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2872033586166143743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-heroes-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2872033586166143743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2872033586166143743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-heroes-day.html' title='National Heroes Day'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6708749804364344018</id><published>2009-08-30T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:58:47.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.C.C.Y. Fellowship.</title><content type='html'>Today, it was the F.C.C.Y. Fellowship. [Filipino-Chinese Catholic Youth]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;I was already awake because the mass starts at 8:00 AM. We will first have a mass then we will go straight at Perry Fernandez's House. There, we will do so many activities and after that so many activities, we can now swim in their swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to go! I rid in our car and went straight at St. Therese Parish Church. There, the mass was held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mass&lt;br /&gt;We went to the FAST Hall and waited there. We waited for someone. That someone is the guy that we will be riding for going at Perry's House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:something AM&lt;br /&gt;We already make it to Perry's House! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities activities activities activities.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then!!!! SWIMMING! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! :)..Nakakatamad e..Wala pa yung pics..Next time pa..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6708749804364344018?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6708749804364344018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/fccy-fellowship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6708749804364344018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6708749804364344018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/fccy-fellowship.html' title='F.C.C.Y. Fellowship.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-3762816186120056652</id><published>2009-08-29T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:39:18.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buwan Ng Wika</title><content type='html'>Ngayon ay ang aming "Buwan ng Wika" kaya ito ay gagawin ko sa wikang Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Natanung mo ba kung anong nangyari kanina sa aming Buwan ng Wika?&lt;br /&gt;-Ito ang nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagising ako ng sobrang aga. Dahil ako ay ginising na. Kaya diretso sa baba at kumain ng almusal. Hayzz..Diba dapat tuwing Sabado at Linggo e nagpapahinga pa kami? Dapat nga, kaso, yung mga pagsasanay [pagasasanay ba yung activities/events? Sorry for my wrong Filipino.] ay inilipat sa Sabado. Kaya ang pagpapahinga lang namin na araw ay Linggo. Pero di naman parating Linggo lang. Kung may pagsasanay [?] lang naman yung aming eskwelahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang naman ata e...Wala pa pala yung mga larawan namin kasi di pa nailalagay sa kompyuter. Sige tinatamad na akong magsalita ng walang makabuluhang salita kaya paalam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa susunod ko nalang ulit ilalagay yung mga larawan namin sa araw na ito at nung "Freaky Friday." :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-3762816186120056652?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/3762816186120056652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/buwan-ng-wika.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3762816186120056652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3762816186120056652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/buwan-ng-wika.html' title='Buwan Ng Wika'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7438182487355717464</id><published>2009-08-28T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:40:49.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday! x]</title><content type='html'>Well, what's with the title?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito kasi yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 AM, August 21, Friday&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, walang pasok because it's Ninoy Aquino's day! It's his death and not his birthday.. :). But why did I woke up early in the morning e wala namang pasok? Right?&lt;br /&gt;-Kasi, it's also the day of our annual check-up. Di nga kami nagbreakfast sa bahay kasi we thought it's like the same sa Trauma Hospital. Sa DDVMH [Or simply Villaflor] kasi kami e. So andun na kami. But..can you imagine that we waited there for like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 hour and 30 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;? It's true! And I'm soooooo annoyed! Ang aga-aga namin tapos 8:something rin pala ang bagsak nun?! Natulog ako dun for like 30 minutes or more pero inaantok parin ako! Then suuuuupeeeeer gutom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 AM, DDVMH&lt;br /&gt;Biglang dumating yung isang girl and pumasok sa clinic. Di na napigilan ni Mama kaya lumapit sha at tinanung kung anong oras pa dadating. So ayun, sabi nung girl sha nalang daw mag-aassist sa amin kaya nabuhayan ako nun! :)). After soooo many papers to sign, we went straight to another clinic. Doon naman yung injection and doon din kukuha nung vial for the urinary test [?]. Do you know that "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE INJECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;"?! Mejo takot ako kaso pag natusok na hindi na. Ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;aw ko nga shang titigan habang iniinjectionan. Kasi parang mas lalo akong kakabahan! :)). Weird right? Pero that's okay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :). Judge me and I don't care. Basta always remember na, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;! :))..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:something&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na namin nabigay yung vial na may laman ng urine namin :)). Then we waited outside nung clinic. May girl akong katabi. Teenager sha..Siguro may mga 18 na. Not really katabing-katabi. 2 seats apart ung chair ko sa chair niya. Then mga 30 seconds later, bigla shang nawalan ng malay. Anemic ata sha kasi kinuhanan din sha ng dugo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mom niya: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karen! Karen! Wake up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nawalan ng malay.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Mom niya: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karen! Karen!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Isang nurse na boy: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patay? &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabay kuha ng wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Karen: [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biglang nagising at sinakay na sa wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakagulat talaga yung nangyari! Sabi nga ni mama "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, baka mangyari din yun sayo..Sisigaw rin ako ng Jenny! Jenny!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[nickname ko] Sabay tawa. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Diretso naman kami sa X-RAY. Tapos sabi balikan nalang daw yung result kasi mga one hour or more pa namin yun makukuha. So diretso na kami sa parking lot and sumakay sa kotse. Sabi ni mama punta nalang daw kami ng Jollibee para magbreakfast so ayun. I ordered spaghetti kasi parang feeling ko busog pa ako. Then tumawag yung mga classmates ko. Sabi nila pupunta daw sa bahay nung isa kong classmate para gumawa nung presentation namin for the Buwan ng Wika. So ayun dumeretso kami sa bahay nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 PM, House of my c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;lassmate&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, naghintay kami ng miracle kasi ayaw gumana net nila, e kailangan pa naman yun. So, naghintay kami. And ginamit muna namin yung isa na nasa desktop. Kasi si Julienne, yung isa ko pang classmate ay uuwi muna kasi may gagawin shang important. E sakanya yung laptop na gamit namin so ginamit na namin yung desktop. Pinaalam pa nga namin si Julienne kasi we need her talaga. Kaso may gagawin daw talaga shang importante e. So sorry nalang. Pagtapos nalang daw sha then pupunta sha doon. So dumating na yung taga-turo [classmate ng pinsan ng classmate namin..Gulo ba?] Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nagshooting-shooting na kami for the video. Pero laging palpak! Hahahaha. Ako nga ang actress e. [Kaya siguro laging palpak no? Di naman siguro.] Tapos, we decided to go to the beach! Weeee! Excited? Di naman kasi akala ko di matutuloy, yun pala, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TULOY NA TULOY&lt;/span&gt;! Ang plan ay susunduin muna si Julienne [classmate ko] sa kanyang bahay tapos diretso na sa beach. Bakit sa beach? Kasi, doon namin gagawin yung "SHOOTING" namin. :)). Pero may iba, di sumama. Ang dahilan nung isa ay bawal siyang lumabas. Same rin dun sa isa. So, pinilit-pilit namin sila kaso..walang nangyari. Hayzz. Hahahaha. Di din ako nagpaalam e. :)). [Tsk.Tsk. Bad na bata! HAHAHAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:something PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nasundo na namin si Julienne. And sa bahay nila, suuuuuper daming dragonflies. So triny namin huliin, epro at first walang nakakahuli sa amin then nung paalis na, si Jose [ classmate ko ring isa] nakahuli! At last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SpfXCU0HgTI/AAAAAAAAACM/Rsy7HnrhY00/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SpfXCU0HgTI/AAAAAAAAACM/Rsy7HnrhY00/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375001115236991282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cant you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:something PM&lt;br /&gt;Di na namin namalayan ang oras dahil sa pagsasaya namin sa beach. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt; na pala kmaing nandun?! Woah! Parang wala pangang 1 hour yun e! :)). So ayun nagsi-balikan na kami sa bahay ng classmate ko then hinatid na kami ng driver nila sa aming bahay! :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paguwi ko&lt;br /&gt;Wee! Andun si Reanne! Ang cute niya! Doon nanaman kasi sila ulit matutulog :). Yun lang..Nagpapahilot pala sila nung umuwi ako. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Need pics? I'll post it soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos Buwan ng Wika na pala namin tomorrow!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Goodluck sa mga kasama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayzz..Sorry for having this belated! :)..Busy e..Just wait for our video..Kasabay nalang niya yung pictures. 'Kay? Buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Lots,             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" width="23" border="0" height="22" /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:curlz mt;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cupcake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" width="23" border="0" height="22" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7438182487355717464?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7438182487355717464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/freaky-friday-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7438182487355717464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7438182487355717464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/freaky-friday-x.html' title='Freaky Friday! x]'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SpfXCU0HgTI/AAAAAAAAACM/Rsy7HnrhY00/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-1924714005800905893</id><published>2009-08-18T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:41:55.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday of "SOMEONE SPECIAL"</title><content type='html'>Sino kaya iniisip niyo? DUH! E shempre ano ko yan no! Kayo ha! Kung ano-ano/sino-sino iniisip! Kung gusto niyong malaman kung sino, read it ↓:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was the birthday of my father. We had so many visitors! These visitors are composed of family relatives, family friends, neighbors etc.. One of my cousin slept at our house. My cousin and my niece [her baby]. This isn't the first time they slept at our house. It's the second time. The first was... &lt;a href="http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepover-with-em.html"&gt;CLiCK HERE and CLiCK ENTRiES.&lt;/a&gt; :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for we didn't use our camera. Tinatamad kasi e. :)). Then sorry for having this post by today [August 18, '09] kasi busy. E diba nung saturday pa dapat yan? Kaso cute kasi si Reane kaya di ako nagcomputer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana di umuwi Papa niya :)). He's from Manila. Nagwowork sha sa Manila e. Sana di sha umuwi para matutulog ulit sila Reane sa bahay! Weeeee! :P. Chige! Gotta go! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-1924714005800905893?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/1924714005800905893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-of-someone-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/1924714005800905893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/1924714005800905893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-of-someone-special.html' title='Birthday of &quot;SOMEONE SPECIAL&quot;'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8839196893102630549</id><published>2009-08-08T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:14:13.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece of my CRAP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v40/mitsiki/dolliecrave/scrollbox/29.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div   style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); overflow: auto; height: 90px; width: 275px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 10px;font-family:century gothic;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a piece of crap from me. I thought of posting this one is because..I'm kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;..Next week is another exam week/hell week and I still haven't started making changes. I still don't study my lessons. How will I start making those "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;changes&lt;/span&gt;" if I can't help myself to make those "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;changes&lt;/span&gt;"? I need miracle! That one day, I will be awaken from this mistakes that I've been through. Hayzz.. I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;problematic&lt;/span&gt; this days. Especially in my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Miley Cyrus sucks! Hahaha. Sorry for being interrupt by this opinion. I mean fact. Hahaha. We are watching "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hannah Montana The Movie&lt;/span&gt;." I really don't like her. You ask why am I watching her movie if I don't like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;-It's because..my mom bought the DVD this morning 'cause she thought we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Hannah Montana and right now, we're watching it. I'm just glancing at it. Not really watching it. I don't want to watch her ugly face with her ugly voice. You know? :)). But I can't judge her as if I know her but really, I don't. But really, she don't sing well. I'm kinda curious why people worship her. I find myself annoyed at her. REALLY! She's really annoying. And her voice is really irritating. Sorry for those "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miley Fanatics&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if you're hurt by this statement. I just can't help judging her. I mean describing her. If you love her, I don't care. Basta ako, hindi ko sha gusto and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; ko siyang magugustuhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh wait! I have created a poll. As you can see..It's below this &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CRAP&lt;/span&gt; of mine. ↓ Please answer it. Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" saveEmbedTags="true" quality="high" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="beta3" salign="tl" scale="autoscale" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" FlashVars="p=1854551" src="http://www.polldaddy.com/poll.swf" width="252" height="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8839196893102630549?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8839196893102630549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-just-piece-of-crap-from-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8839196893102630549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8839196893102630549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-just-piece-of-crap-from-me.html' title='Piece of my CRAP.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2843304846487610718</id><published>2009-08-07T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:47:08.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This will never happen in your life again..</title><content type='html'>At 12 hours, 34 minutes and 56 seconds on the 7th of August this year 2009, the time and date will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:34:56 07/08/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;123456789&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This will never happen in your life again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got this from one of my relatives. She posted this one in her friendster bulletin. And when I open it, I thought of posting it here. Then POOF! Ta-daah! :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2843304846487610718?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2843304846487610718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-will-never-happen-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2843304846487610718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2843304846487610718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-will-never-happen-in-your-life.html' title='This will never happen in your life again..'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8567498032506629083</id><published>2009-08-05T15:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:44:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salamat F.P. Cory Aquino. Paalam.. :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SnlR4VAECjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N08fXrLZLDQ/s1600-h/cory_yellowribbon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366410459140590130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SnlR4VAECjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N08fXrLZLDQ/s320/cory_yellowribbon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is the &lt;strong&gt;Burial of the Former President Cory Aquino&lt;/strong&gt;. She died on August 1, 2009 at 3:18 AM. She died of C&lt;em&gt;ardio Respiratory Arrest&lt;/em&gt; after complications of &lt;em&gt;Colon Cancer&lt;/em&gt;. Former President Cory Aquino sustained democracy in six years. She have done her part and it went well. Thanks to You Tita Cory Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;I posted a yellow ribbon here to show my support.."Aquino turned yellow into the color of her campaign. It was one of her personal favorite hues — but its political significance stemmed from the yellow ribbons (inspired by an American pop song) tied around Manila's trees and posts by the supporters of her husband to welcome him on what proved to be his tragic return home. Her rallies were seas of yellow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wherever F.P. Cory Aquino is for now, I can see that she is happy for she is now with her husband, Ninoy Aquino, who was assasinated on the year 1983.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will always be alive in our hearts. And now, &lt;strong&gt;Rest In Peace F.P. Cory Aquino&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last minutes of Tita Cory..[Ang di ko makalimutan na kwinento ni Kris Aquino.]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory had told her faithful security aide Mel Mamaril at least four times during her confinement at the Makati Medical Center that she had wanted to go home. She did not expect her hospitalization to take more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;Last week, according to Kris, she asked her mother, who was staring at something (or someone), if she was seeing Ninoy. Cory said yes. “Is he calling you? Does he want to hold your hand?” Yes, Cory told her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;“Then go with Dad, Mom,” was Kris’ reply.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Cory took Ninoy’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;She is home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we don't have classes because the government declared today a Non-working Holiday for F.P. Cory Aquino. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8567498032506629083?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8567498032506629083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/salamat-fp-cory-aquino-paalam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8567498032506629083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8567498032506629083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/salamat-fp-cory-aquino-paalam.html' title='Salamat F.P. Cory Aquino. Paalam.. :&apos;('/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/SnlR4VAECjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N08fXrLZLDQ/s72-c/cory_yellowribbon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2797852362893119465</id><published>2009-08-04T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:25:25.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month Of August...</title><content type='html'>My first post in the &lt;strong&gt;Month Of August&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our month for now is August. It's August 4 today and we have 2 birthday celebrants in our school. I wouldn't be naming them. So I'll just change the topic. So, uh, let's talk about the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Month Of August&lt;/span&gt;...Actually, I love this month 'cause, a while ago, when we were still in school, there's a announcement.. It's the announcement of the holidays/events we will be having on this month. There are so many holidays/events in the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Month Of August&lt;/span&gt;.. Really! You wanna see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 5 - Special Non-working Holiday. Burial of Former President Cory Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;August 7 &amp;amp; 10 - Chinese Exam [No classes in the morning.]&lt;br /&gt;August 11-13 - English Exams [No classes in the afternoon.]&lt;br /&gt;August 14 - Teacher's Seminar [No classes.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not-sures: [Pero sabi nila walang pasok. Pero la pa announcement.]&lt;br /&gt;August 21 - Non-working Holiday [Ninoy Aquino.]&lt;br /&gt;August 31 - National Heroes Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I still can't enjoy the vacation we will be having because of the exams. And expect me of being inactive here. And it's also our &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Buwan ng Wika&lt;/span&gt; with this month. Tsk. Tsk. Pano kaya yun? Saturday nanaman.. :! Till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" width="23" height="22" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:curlz mt;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cupcake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img border="0" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" width="23" height="22" /&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/7506033801265372386-2797852362893119465?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2797852362893119465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/month-of-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2797852362893119465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2797852362893119465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/08/month-of-august.html' title='The Month Of August...'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-789693605976681286</id><published>2009-07-31T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:48:53.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookfest '09-'10. || Ang sakit ng paso ko! :'((!</title><content type='html'>It all started here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00 AM Saturday, July 25, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginising ako.. Pero..Inaantok parin ako. HAHAHA. So nakatulog ulit ako. Nagising ako ng mga 5:30 AM. Wow! 30 minutes ako nakatulog after akong ginising! :)). Patawa! Back to the topic.. E di gising na ako. Bumangon na ako at diresto sa baba. Ay mali! Sa CR pala. Wag mo ng i-imagine or itanong kung ano ang ginagawa ko sa loob ng CR. Hahahahaha. So, after nun, kumain na ako ng breakfast. Grabe! Habang kumakain ako..inaantok ako! Papikit-pikit ang mata ko. E kasi naman, Saturday po yun! Tapos every weekends na mangyayari yung mga events sa school. NICE. Naiisip ko nga parang ayaw ko ng mag-attend. Ano ba yan! Layo na natin sa topic. So back to the topic ulit. Alam mo ba kung ilang oras ako kumain dahil sa papikit-pikit kong moment? -Hmm. Let's just say...More than 30 minutes or less than an hour ako kumain! Pwedeng pang-Guiness ata to! Hahahaha.. Pero seryoso. Tapos naligo ako ng mga 30 minutes. HAHAHAHAHA. Pagkatapos nun..nagbihis na ako and ready for school. Nag-tricycle na kami. Hay salamat! Nakarating na rin kami sa school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School 7:something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko si KG, Eula, Shaira, Joanna, Korbanne, Julienne at marami pang iba. Para ngang lahat ng classmates ko nandun na, ako lang ang wala pa. :)). Alam mo ba kung ano suot ko? Shempre yung T-SHIRT namin! PROUD TO BE A FRESHMAN ata to. Joke! :)). So, inayos namin yung tent and POOF! Tapos na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of the program 8:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumanta muna kami ng National Anthem tapos nag start yung program. May opening prayer ba? Kalimutan ko na kasi e. Sorry. :)). Ang alam ko meron. Every event naman may opening prayer e..diba? So, natapos na namin kantahin yung National Anthem tapos nagstart na. Ang una ay yung Flower Arrangement. Sa Flower Arrangement ang provided lang ng T.L.E. Club ay yung flowers at ang mga students na yung pot and decorations. So tinuruan ni Jose sila JM, Korbanne and ahm.. Sino na yun? HAHAHAHA. Kalimutan ko na. OMG! Ahm! Sorry kalimutan ko na talaga. Alam mo ba kung bakit si Jose yung nagtuturo? Kasi siya yung may alam. Hahahaha. Habang nag arrange yung iba ng flowers, kami naman ay nagsimula ng magluto. Shempre! Sarap kaya ng luto namin. Una tumulong ako kila Eula kasi wala pa kaming gagamitin na Gas Range ni Jose. Kasi nga diba, assistant lang ako ni Jose. So tumulong muna ako kila Eula na gumawa ng Tamago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang Ingredients: [Sorry kung may nakalimutan ako. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Egg [4 or 8 Eggs]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oyster Sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking Oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MAGIC SARAP! [Wag kakalimutan ang "Secret Recipe". :))] *&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ito lang ata. Sorry rin kung di ko alam kung ilang spoon yung mga seasonings. Pag pasensyahan niyo nalang. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos nila Eula gumawa nung Tamago, heto na kami! Ang mga Tasterzzz. Tikim dun, tikim dyan! Hahahaha. Para nga kami yung Judge e. And ang ratings namin [kaming mga Tasterzzz ha!]..tantadadan-dandandan dan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos kami na sumunod sa pagluluto.. Kaya kami nahuli kasi wala kaming gagamitin na Gas Range kaya hinintay namin sila Eula matapos. So, niready na ni Jose [ang boss ko] yung mga gamit na gagamitin namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure:&lt;br /&gt;Papakuluin muna ang tubig. Pagkumulo na, ibuhos na ang gulaman. I-stir ito. Tapos, patigasin. And pag medyo tumitigas na, chaka naman ihulog ang mga fruits or anything na gusto mong ilagay. And may Kanten Jelly ka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punta naman tayo dun sa about sa PASO yung nasa title.&lt;br /&gt;-Ganito kasi yun, nung inistir ko yung gulaman, bigla ba namang lumabas sa kaldero [yun ba yung tawag sa paglutuan? :))] yung tubig niya. [Parang sumobra ata sa tubig.] E di nagulat ako tapos biglang sabi ni Eula [yung may-ari nung Gas Range], alisin daw namin kasi baka masira kasi muntik na, I mean nabuhusan pala ng konti yung sa loob nung Gas Range. Baka daw masira at siya yung papagalitan. So ang ginawa ko kasi wala si Jose, inayos ko yung posisyon nung paglutuan, and super init pa naman yun, ayun napaso ako. Wala akong gloves nor pang-protect nun no! Sa right hand pa ako napaso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito yung nangyari before ako napaso:&lt;br /&gt;Si Jose kasi, sabi niya i-stir ko daw, tapos tinanung niya kung gusto ko daw ng gloves, so sabi ko "Oo sige, mainit kasi e." E medyo natagalan sha kasi may mga humingi pa. So biglang lumabas yung blahblahblah [Read the paragraph above this.] And tinanung ko si Ma'am Sherilyn [yung adviser namin], sabi niya lagyan ko daw ice. So nilagyan ko. And it relaxes me that time. Sobrang sakit kaya! As in. Parang gusto mo ng putulin yung finger mo sa sobrang sakit. Tapos naubos ko na yung isang buong ice, e sumasakit pag walang ice, so triny ko iba kasi pag ice baka kailangan ko na ng ice forever. And forever na yung ice sa kamay ko. :)). Tinanung ko si Janelle [classmate ko] sabi niya lagyan ko daw ng mantika, wag yung ice kasi daw magtutubig daw, and sabi niya kung ano daw nakapaso sayo, yun ang ilagay mo. E di naman mantika. Pero triny ko. Walang bisa! Tapos bumalik ulit ako sa ice kasi pag aalisin ko yung ice, sumasakit yung paso ko! Tinanung ko naman si Sir Erick [adviser ng Lotus] baka makatulong sha. Ang sabi niya kamatis daw. So naghiwa siya ng kamtis and nilagay ko. Nung una parang walang bisa, pero nung pinisil ni Oliver kamay ko, ayun, naging ok. Problem solve na rin! Galing no? Nung una parang di ako naniniwala, pero mabisa rin pala ang kamatis?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/aec0e7f97144ebe8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun! Gusto mo makita yung picture ng aking paso? [Nung una, nadidiri yung mga classmates ko. Kaso ngaun hindi na kasi medyo nagaling na pero nabalatan siya. I mean binalatan. :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhpppaso-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcement of the Winners naaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cooking&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is...........teka, teka.. mauna muna yung pang 4th.&lt;br /&gt;4th-Sophomores. [Ang saya namin nung di kami natawag!]&lt;br /&gt;3rd-Juniors. [Waaaa! May pag-asa pa! Think Positive! Walang aayaw!]&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Kami! Freshmen! [First time *daw* na natalo ng 1st years yung mga 2nd years and 3rd years sa Cooking.&lt;br /&gt;1st-Shempre. Ano pa ba ang kulang? E di 4th years/Seniors. Di ba halata? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Flowers&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;4th-Sophomores.&lt;br /&gt;3rd-Kami ata.&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Juniors ata.&lt;br /&gt;1st-Seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nutri-Jingle&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;4th-Kami! Hahahaha. Sayang! Dapat 3rd man lang para 2nd kami sa overall!&lt;br /&gt;3rd-Seniors?&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Juniors.&lt;br /&gt;1st-Sophomores. Ganda nung performance nila e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Over-all&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;4th-Sophomores.&lt;br /&gt;3rd-Freshmen [Kami]. Sayang talaga!&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Juniors.&lt;br /&gt;1st-As usual Seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all..Then pumunta kami sa CSi to watch *sana* ng sine kaso di natuloy kasi nag WOF [Worlds of Fun] nalang. :)). Then we went to Shaira's House. Tapos nung iniwan na kami nung mga iba pa naming kasama, ang natira nalang ako, Shaira and Joanna. Ang ginawa namin, bumalik ulit sa CSi at nagWOF ulit and umuwi na. ;). That's all! Jan na nagtatapos ang aking storya! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Note: For more pictures, &lt;a href="http://merylkate289.multiply.com/photos/album/17/P.U.I._Cookfest_09-10."&gt;CLiCK HERE&lt;/a&gt;.Thanks! :D&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-789693605976681286?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/789693605976681286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/cookfest-09-10-ang-sakit-ng-paso-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/789693605976681286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/789693605976681286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/cookfest-09-10-ang-sakit-ng-paso-ko.html' title='Cookfest &apos;09-&apos;10. || Ang sakit ng paso ko! :&apos;((!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-3328194478568231255</id><published>2009-07-21T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:26:45.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaira's House!</title><content type='html'>Today, we went to Shaira's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked why?&lt;br /&gt;Because we planned yesterday to make lanterns for the cookfest on their house. So she said yes. First, me and Jose, my boss :)), went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOKWORLD&lt;/span&gt; to buy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Japanese Paper&lt;/span&gt; that Joanna said us to. And we also bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clay&lt;/span&gt; there for our activity in Science tomorrow. And we also went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOVO&lt;/span&gt; to search for a glass [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baso&lt;/span&gt;] for our dessert. Then we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CSI SQUARE&lt;/span&gt; supposedly to buy Almond Nuts, but we didn't because I, like change my mind. And Jose said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andito na tayo?&lt;/span&gt;" Then I replied: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bili nalang tayo ng McDo&lt;/span&gt;." The he replied again: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahaba pila! Wag na!&lt;/span&gt;" I said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shago na nga lang&lt;/span&gt;." THen we go to the Shago and buy one. I payed for Jose's but he will repay me. And DARN! I forgot to tell him his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;utang&lt;/span&gt;! Gawd! Oh well, bukas nalang :)). Then when we came back to the P.U.I., Eula was the first one we saw. She said that they already go to Shaira's house. I, at first, never believed what Eula had said. So we went inside the school. But then, we didn't spotted them. So we get the bag of Jose and ride a tricycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop: Shaira's House.&lt;br /&gt;While we were still in the tricycle, we already spotted them playing volleyball. Then Joanna said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ui, sorry ah di na namin kayo nahintay&lt;/span&gt;." Then there Sam standing. Sam is the little bro of Shaira. :). Then we play. We rode bicycle. :)). Then there comes the rain! Aww. So we went inside their house and continue to make the Gulaman [Kanten Jelly sample]. Then we borrowed plies to first Parkerr's, unfortunately they don't have. So we borrowed at Oliver's. So we called Oliver to help us make this lanterns. Then, we remembered the Gulaman [Kanten Jelly] we had made earlier. We called their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt; [Yaya] and she get the Gulaman [Kanten Jelly]. We tasted it and.... My comment is....Hmmmmm...... it's okay. Wala lang lasa. :)). Gulaman lang e. Wala pang fruits. And sample lang yun. :)). Then Joanna already called his father to let him fetch her. Then her father came and it's time for Joanna to go home. Then, the Mom of Shaira already came while we were tasting the Gulaman. I called my Dad to fetch me. And I went outside their house. HAHAHAHA. Nagpasama pa ako kay Oliver nun. Kasi marami daw adik sa labas. Sila Julienne and Jose ay nakisakay sa kotse nila Shaira. HAHA.. Nagpahatid na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of my story. May phone call ako so BUHBYE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-3328194478568231255?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/3328194478568231255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-went-to-shairas-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3328194478568231255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3328194478568231255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-went-to-shairas-house.html' title='Shaira&apos;s House!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-118301620848373230</id><published>2009-07-20T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:05:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.U.I. Cookfest S.Y. 2009-2010.</title><content type='html'>At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday, July 25, 2009&lt;/span&gt;, we, P.U.I. [Pangasinan Universal Institute] will be celebrating a special occasion. It is the Cookfest '09-'10. Cookfest is celebrated by preparing foods. Of course, I know you know [You know? Vitwater! Now you know! :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our theme for this school year is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wastong Nutrisyon Kailangan, Lifestyle Diseases Iwasan.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned on the Kanten Jelly making. I was chosen by Jose Louis to be his assistant. And today, I bought what he assigned me to buy. I bought 1 Alsa Gulaman Flavored Strawberry. It should be the green one which is the Pandan flavor but, unfortunately, the mall we've been through don't have a stock of it. Tsk.tsk.tsk. And he said today, he will "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;" to bring a sample tomorrow so that I can taste what had he made. If it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something blahblahblah&lt;/span&gt;. :P. He said that he will "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;" because today, Shaira, our secretary [sexytary :)). Joke! Peace! :D], brought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teppanyanki&lt;/span&gt;, our side dish. So, in our chinese class, we asked Jose if he could bring the sample tomorrow. And that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;ers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tent/Table Setting:&lt;br /&gt;Joanna&lt;br /&gt;Meryl [ME!!]&lt;br /&gt;Rhesalyn&lt;br /&gt;Geelyn&lt;br /&gt;Donica&lt;br /&gt;Janelle Lim&lt;br /&gt;Oliver&lt;br /&gt;Parkerr&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph&lt;br /&gt;[Sorry sa mga di ko namention. Di ko kasi memorize. :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower Arrangement:&lt;br /&gt;Alfonso&lt;br /&gt;John Michael&lt;br /&gt;Michaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food [MENU]&lt;br /&gt;Main Dish: Adobo&lt;br /&gt;Dunno :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Dish: Teppanyaki *side dish ata, gulo e*&lt;br /&gt;Shaira and Julienne. The two secretary *sexytary* :)). JOKE! PEACE! *Ata lang. Super gulo e!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California Makki:&lt;br /&gt;Eula and her assistant Kaithleen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamago:&lt;br /&gt;Eula and her assistant Kaithleen again. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramen:&lt;br /&gt;Dunno :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: Kanten Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Jose and his assistant Meryl [ME! :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah! Di ko memorize yung mga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;ers e. :)). Gawa/rewrite ko nalang sa Saturday or Sunday. Basta after Cookfest. At chaka yung nangyari. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[NOTE FOR THE FRESHMEN: YUNG MGA WALANG GAGAWIN, MAGBABAYAD KAY CARL PUA NG P50. THANK YOU. :D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-118301620848373230?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/118301620848373230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/pui-cookfest-sy-2009-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/118301620848373230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/118301620848373230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/pui-cookfest-sy-2009-2010.html' title='P.U.I. Cookfest S.Y. 2009-2010.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8986038706704191352</id><published>2009-07-17T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:12:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PINKY HURTS! :'(</title><content type='html'>WEDNESDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So uh, after our first subject, Literature, the second subject will be always a minor subject and our minor subject of ours that time is P.E.. That is every Wednesday. But I didn't brought my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;badminton racket&lt;/span&gt;. DARN! I forgot! I mean I thought Kaithleen won't bring hers. So I borrowed hers and we played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singles in Badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;! She don't want to play&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doubles in badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA. Then when we got tired of playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Badminton&lt;/span&gt;, we tried to play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; but Kaithleen don't want to play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; so I'm the one who only played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt;. Julienne is currently playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; that time so I joined her and we played together. And also Shaira and Janelle. Then it's time for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reccess&lt;/span&gt;! Then I ate my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CRUNCH&lt;/span&gt;! In my opinion, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crunch is the best chocolate ever&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! That is only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; opinion. And opinions are statements not to be judged nor claimed whether one is right or wrong :). Back to the topic, then after that...BLAHBLAHBLAH..Nothing Interesting Happened..Blahblahblah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch! :P&lt;br /&gt;After I ate my Lunch, it's time to play! We played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; 'cause I find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHA..Then blahblahblah again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dismissal!!!! Yahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;We played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Volleyball&lt;/span&gt; again and when Kaithleen and Joanna went home already, I joined Korbanne. Awww.., They went home already :'(. Just then when I'm the one who will receive the ball, I receive it and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY PINKY HURTS&lt;/span&gt;! :'(. Kasi naman yung bola nung tinira ko, tumama sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINKY&lt;/span&gt; ko! Huhuhu.. And hanggang ngayon namamaga parin. I don't know why! Masakit parin! :'(...Ano ang gagawin ko?! WAAAAA! Tumaba nga yung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINKY&lt;/span&gt; ko e! I compared it with my other pinky [right pinky], they have a lot differences especially yung taba nila. Ahm FYI lang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT PINKY&lt;/span&gt; yung masakit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos BAGSAK pa ako! Hindi Bagsak na Bagsak yung score ah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAGSAK SA KAMA&lt;/span&gt;! Pagod na pagod! Alam niyo ba usually natutulog ako ng mga 10+ tapos ngayon pagkakain ko ng dinner tulog na kaagad. And you know what time is that? It's 7+! Grabe no?! HAHAHA! Pagod na pagod ako e! And my back hurts! And arms! And hands! And feet! And legs! LAHAT NA ATA! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ALL! :'( Thank you! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/484/484784wlxjra5dy3.gif" border="0" width="21" height="11" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" border="0" width="23" height="22" /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:curlz mt;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cupcake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" border="0" width="23" height="22" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8986038706704191352?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8986038706704191352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-pinky-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8986038706704191352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8986038706704191352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-pinky-hurts.html' title='MY PINKY HURTS! :&apos;('/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-5118075488866139350</id><published>2009-07-05T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:21:11.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The baby was born!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The BABY was born! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 3, 2009&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;12:40 PM&lt;/span&gt;, a baby was born! It's a girl and her name will be/is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jillian Khloe G. Romero&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did I know her name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-It's because her mom is my cousin. Before she was born, her mom told me that she needs a name for her baby, of course. She said that she needs help for the naming of her baby. We researched in the net for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Top 100 Popular Baby Girl Names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. But, unfortunately, we did not found any. But...she got an idea there. Then, her father, suggested the name "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Julian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;". But, the mother said what if "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jillian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;" Then they talked about it and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ayun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Naging Jillian na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;! :)). HAHAHA. I think that's the spelling of her Jillian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Before we were dismissed, I actually don't know that Jillian was already born! When we were fetched by our father, he informed us that Jillian was born. Then we fetched our mom and we went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; CSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; to buy food. We bought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Twister Fries and Icy Blue Float and Burger McDo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; in, obviously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;McDo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;. Before that pala, we first went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;National Bookstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; to asked if they have a book of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Carlton Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;. The title of his book is "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The Death of a Little Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;." Unfortunately, they don't have it. Awwwwww. It's a great story! It's a true story about a young girl that was kidnapped and died. And until now, they didn't still solved her mystery. Back to the story. So we went to McDo and went to Goldilocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We went straight to the Hospital where Jillian and her mom was confined. We first finished our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;McDo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; meals inside their room. So that if we were already finished, we can visit Jillian in the nursery. Then we finished eating our meals so we headed to the nursery. I'm sooooo excited to see the baby. When I saw her, she's sooooooo cuuuuuuute! She has a white complexion! And.....I can't explain how cute she is. But I have her picture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Seeeeeee?? ↓&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/03072009404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/03072009405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE DIBA? WELL TILL HERE! BUHBYE! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-5118075488866139350?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/5118075488866139350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-was-born.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5118075488866139350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5118075488866139350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-was-born.html' title='The baby was born!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6586822668578421726</id><published>2009-06-30T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:35:25.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbrella ella ella eh eh eh! x]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/650/650089cpihnbtaeg.gif" border="0" width="30" height="30" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UMBRELLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/650/650089cpihnbtaeg.gif" border="0" width="30" height="30" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna)&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad)&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action)&lt;br /&gt;Ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clouds in my storms&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain, I hydroplane in the fame (eh-eh)&lt;br /&gt;Coming down with the Dow Jones&lt;br /&gt;When the clouds come we&lt;br /&gt;gone, we Rocafella(eh-eh)&lt;br /&gt;We fly higher than weather&lt;br /&gt;and G5s are better, you know me&lt;br /&gt;in anticipation, for&lt;br /&gt;precipitation. Stack&lt;br /&gt;chips for the rainy day&lt;br /&gt;Jay, Rain Man is back with&lt;br /&gt;little Miss Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna where you at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna:]&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never be worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in magazines&lt;br /&gt;But you'll still be my star&lt;br /&gt;Baby cause in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You can't see shiny cars&lt;br /&gt;And that's when you need me there&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll always share&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shine,&lt;br /&gt;we shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fancy things, will&lt;br /&gt;never come in between&lt;br /&gt;You're part of my entity,&lt;br /&gt;here for infinity&lt;br /&gt;When the world has took it's part&lt;br /&gt;When the world has dealt it's cards&lt;br /&gt;If your hand is hard, together&lt;br /&gt;we'll mend your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shine,&lt;br /&gt;we shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can run into my arms&lt;br /&gt;It's okay don't be alarmed&lt;br /&gt;Come into me&lt;br /&gt;There's no distance in between our love&lt;br /&gt;So go on and let the rain pour&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all you need and more&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shine,&lt;br /&gt;we shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining,raining&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby it's raining,raining&lt;br /&gt;Baby come into me&lt;br /&gt;Come into me&lt;br /&gt;It's raining,raining&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby it's raining,raining&lt;br /&gt;you can always come into me, come into me&lt;br /&gt;It's pouring rain, It's pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Come into me, come into me&lt;br /&gt;It's pouring rain, It's pouring&lt;br /&gt;Come into me, Come into me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo ba kung bakit ko to pinost?&lt;br /&gt;Kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Una! Umuulan..Bagay itong kanta sa mga araw na ito [maulan].&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pangalawa! Wala lang bored lang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pangatlo! Nakita ko kasi yung emoticon and nacutan ako. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pang-apat! YUN LANG. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/484/484784wlxjra5dy3.gif" border="0" width="21" height="11" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" border="0" width="23" height="22" /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:curlz mt;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cupcake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/574/574522sixw97tk3d.gif" border="0" width="23" height="22" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6586822668578421726?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6586822668578421726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/umbrella-ella-ella-eh-eh-eh-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6586822668578421726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6586822668578421726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/umbrella-ella-ella-eh-eh-eh-x.html' title='Umbrella ella ella eh eh eh! x]'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2534517559380018245</id><published>2009-06-30T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:25:02.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY??</title><content type='html'>TODAY?? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning [5:30 AM]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning &lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/500/500824ms6eoy3c9b.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;, I ate my breakfast &lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/609/609617lxrncg3rpy.gif" width="50" height="45" border="0" /&gt;. Then, I take a bath. I changed my clothes. And I'm ready to school! &lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/368/368946ubr1l5b29n.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt; Then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUDY! STUDY! STUDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed today that it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;! The sun is sooooo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/442/442964r8gj9i1xhf.gif" width="62" height="62" border="0" /&gt;!! I'm sweating! In the morning, afternoon and until we were dismissed! [Am I too exaggerated?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING INTERESTING ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot! Nakuryente ako! Yesh! Dahil dun sa electric fan! &lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/473/473123judftg0xal.gif" width="21" height="24" border="0" /&gt;. Sinira kasi ni JM/Alfonso. Kasi naiwan yung isang pagsasaksakan. Alam niyo ung steel? Yung sinasaksak mo sa mga outlets? Yun! Naiwan ung isa nun sa loob nung outlet. Then triny kong alisin yun, ayun nakuryente ako! :((. Then ang sumunod sa akin ay si Shaira pero yung sakanya accidentally. Kasi nalagay niya yung kamay niya dun sa outlet. HAHAHAHA. Tawa nga kami ng tawa nun e. Pero grabe nagground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLASSES IS STILL GOING ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dismissed&lt;/span&gt; and I went home &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;. Like hmmm, ahm, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;? Like that. And we were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dismissed&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:00&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PM&lt;/span&gt;? So it's too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening [like 7:30 PM] it's raining! Raining soooo hard! &lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/590/590935ankbyj1xx4.gif" width="90" height="90" border="0" /&gt; I even thought we won't have &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; but it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa ba?! ANO PA?! WALA NA E. NOTHING INTERESTING HAPPENED. OKIES! HANGGANG DITO NALANG! BUHBYE! PAALAM! &lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/348/348430xpfzm8fl9a.gif" width="50" height="19" border="0" /&gt; [TAG-LISH TO :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1058/1058381jvloalmk3r.gif" width="15" height="23" border="0" /&gt;-MERYL! x]&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1058/1058381jvloalmk3r.gif" width="15" height="23" border="0" /&gt; [Oha! May ganito pa! :P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2534517559380018245?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2534517559380018245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2534517559380018245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2534517559380018245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='TODAY??'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-5296744589239702547</id><published>2009-06-29T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:26:28.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee! Hapee Birthday Julienne!</title><content type='html'>Today is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;birstday&lt;/span&gt; [birthday] of Julienne Lara Fernandez :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alam niyo kung bakit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;birstday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Kasi naglolokohan kami and sabi ni Ma'am Estrada "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh dito ilalagay yung mga may &lt;u&gt;birstday&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;" Pero joke niya lang yun. :)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alam niyo ba na naglibre sha?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Yesh! You heard it. Naglibre sha nung Lunch. Nilibre niya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AKO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; OF COURSE!. Malakas ako sakanya e. Hahaha JOKE LANG! Thank You pala Julienne [ulit]. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lunch Tiiiiiiiiime!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I went to the Mess Hall to eat there. Suddenly, I felt I need to pee. So I went outside and straight ahead the CR. Just then i saw Michaela and called her. I asked her about the impostor thingy. [She has an impostor.] Then, I forgot that I have to pee because I was talking to her that time. Just then I saw Julienne and Joanna and many more. We joined them and they gave us McDo Burger, Fries and Float. And I went to Mess Hall again to inform them that I will not eat there anymore 'cause it's the birthday of my classmate. Then I ate my Lunch with Joanna, Julienne [of course the birthday girl :))], Shaira, Korbanne, Michaela, Janelle, Parkerr, Jose and Oliver. Then, Oliver [I think] invite us over their house. Then at Shaira's house. So we planned to go there and poof. We went there. At Regal Subdivision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Stop: House of Shaira Li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So we first landed at Shaira's Residence :)). We rode a tricycle, me, Joanna and Michaela. Then, Jul, Shai, PK, Jose and Oliver rode another tricycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Here's my picture in the tricycle with Michaela:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/DSC03829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;While we're at the house of Shaira, she explained something [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;confidential e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;.]. All the questions I've been waiting to be answered was answered when she explained me that. And may nalaman din ako! [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Confidential parin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;.] Haha. Hmm. Back to the topic! When we're finished touring the house of Shaira, we went to the house of Oliver. Someone is hiding from his Dad and Mom! Guess who? HAHAHAHAHAHA. Si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;toooooooooot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;!! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next Stop? Oliver's House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When we're here, I saw their puppy [Shihtzu]. It's a boy! His name is Koby/Coby. I'm a dog-lover right? So I let them take me a picture with this cute pup! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's the picture. Wanna See? ↓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/DSC03840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Aww. It's a little bit blurry. The face of the pup is blurred! Oh no! Luckily, mine wasn't ;). Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ganda daw kasi ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Feeler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;!] :)). Then after Oliver's house, we went back to P.U.I.. We're the one who first arrived, me, Joanna and Michaela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;We waited them at school and at exactly 12:40/12:35/12:45 [ata yun] they arrived and the bell rang.&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Buti di kami late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's the story of Julienne's wonderful birthday! :)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE: IF YOU WANT TO VIEW ALL OF OUR PICTURES, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.merylkate289.multiply.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/7506033801265372386-5296744589239702547?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/5296744589239702547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/wee-hapee-birthday-julienne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5296744589239702547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5296744589239702547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/wee-hapee-birthday-julienne.html' title='Wee! Hapee Birthday Julienne!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-5283782383202445049</id><published>2009-06-27T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:28:27.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday with classes :|</title><content type='html'>Argh! Today we had our classes. First and second period! FTW RIGHT?! Today is saturday and we should have been in our house still sleeping. We usually wake up like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12:00 or 11:something or 10:something in the morning&lt;/span&gt; every weekends! But now, I woke up 5:30 AM because I have to go to school just to vote for the S.S.G. [Supreme Student Government].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Period: English with Ma'am Estrada&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I'm suuuuuper sleepy! As in! Even Joanna. She even asked Ma'am if she can sleep. Then Ma'am laughed. :)). Then she said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dapat tulog pa ako ng ganitong oras. Teacher, sige na! Maglinis nalang tayo. Boring kasi pagtuturo niyo&lt;/span&gt;." Yes! She said that! The "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boring kasi pagtuturo niyo.&lt;/span&gt;" I think Ma'am didn't clearly heard that 'cause she didn't say a thing to Joanna. She just laughed. Just then, the Comelecs came. Do you know them? If not, they're the one who will count the number of votes and the one who will watch for the both parties if they're like vote-buying. Just like that. That is the work of a comelec. I want to be a comelec too. I don't know why I wanted to be one. :)). So back from my story. We started voting. I voted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Perry Fernandez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vice President: &lt;/span&gt;Reginald Yap&lt;br /&gt;Secretary: Achi Micah Dy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treasurer: Angel Lo&lt;br /&gt;Auditor: Angelyn Yeung&lt;br /&gt;Representative [1st year]: &lt;/span&gt;Carl Pua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted for CLIQUE except for their representative [1st year]. You all wanna know why I didn't vote their representative? It's because I can't decide if I will vote for my best friend&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or just a friend of mine [not best friend], which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really responsible&lt;/span&gt;. No offense Joanna! I really can't decide! I don't want to hurt my best friend's feelings. She's just beside me that time so id she saw me vote for Carl then, she may feel bad for me. Then, I thought of something nice. I said to myself that we'll be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack n' Poy&lt;/span&gt;-ing. Me and Joanna. I play like Carl. I will vote the winner to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack n' Poy&lt;/span&gt;. I even prayed to Lord. I prayed that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whoever wins this Jack n' Poy, should be responsible enough and I will consider it your chosen one, Lord.&lt;/span&gt; So I said to Joanna: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jo, jack tayo.&lt;/span&gt;" She asked me why but I didn't answer her. Then the result is,......................she lost. So I voted Carl. And she was like mad at me. And we started cleaning that she didn't even called me to join her clean the windows. I'm with Michaela that time. I said to Michaela: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayoko na ng away. Kung ayaw niya akong pansinin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e di fine! Okay lang. Basta ako, ayaw ko na ng away!&lt;/span&gt;" I said that to her. I didn't help cleaning the classroom. I'm not a janitress to clean the room. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sama ko no?! Super! HAHA. Joke lang yun ah! Peace &lt;/span&gt;^_^V.] Then, it's our Math. BLAHBLAHBLAH. Then, the bell raaaaaang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess naaaaaaaaaa!! RAAAAAAAAAAAANG!&lt;br /&gt;I straighted to the Lockers. Didn't even called Joanna or Korbanne or anyone else to join me go there. It's because I thought that Joanna is mad at me. Then she called me. I didn't look at her 'cause I thought I'm not the one she's calling to. She even said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;" while I'm going downstairs. Then when I got down, she shouted my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; name &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERYL&lt;/span&gt;! Then I looked at her na, she said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Galit ka no?&lt;/span&gt;" Then I said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikaw kaya&lt;/span&gt;." She said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi ako galit promise! Tanong mo pa si Michaela. Joke ko lang yun. Kaya di kita pinansin kasi gamit ko libro ni Michaela sa Math. Gusto lang kita ijoke.&lt;/span&gt;" I just nodded. Then she said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O sige akyat na ako ah.&lt;/span&gt;" I replied: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ou&lt;/span&gt;." And left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs..&lt;br /&gt;I went upstairs after I went to the locker. Joanna called Michaela that time to let Michaela explain to me that she isn't lying. Then I was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FTW? MICHAELA?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But i was just with her before the bell rang?!&lt;/span&gt; BULLSH*T! She should have explained it to me before the bell rang! She should have! Her reason why she didn't told that to me?! It's because she's waiting Joanna to be the first one to tell me! WHAT THE! She just waited for Joanna?! What if Joanna didn't make her first move? What if she didn't told me everything about that joking thingy? HUH!?! I was like FURIOUS that time! It's because I even said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayoko na ng away. Kung ayaw niya akong pansinin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e di fine! Okay lang. Basta ako, ayaw ko na ng away!&lt;/span&gt;" She even agreed to that! But she also knew that Joanna isn't mad at me! BOOOOOOOOO! B*TCH! I'm mad! FURIOUS actually. But I don't want a war, neither a fight again! So I just stop here about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner is.....&lt;br /&gt;Mostly CLIQUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/Clique.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President, VP, Secretary, Treasurer, Auditor, High School Representatives [except for the 3rd yr representative, KitKat Ang.] Governor, except for the Vice Governor also, Jeremy Alejandrino, and all of the Representatives for the Elementary :). That is the tentative result.  We watched those comelecs to count the number of votes. Uhuh! I'm hungry! It's  because it's already time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;After the counting of votes, Donica invited us over at her house. She invited me, Joanna, Rhesalyn, Geelyn and Elizabeth. Then I called at our house and I said that I will go home with Joanna to get some shirts that I will wear for swimming. We rode a tricycle. We already known the tricycle driver 'cause he's the one that was the driver of some of the P.U.I. Students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Stop: Our house.&lt;br /&gt;I change my clothes. I packed my clothes and ready to go. HAHAHAHA. Got with me my charger, cp, clothes of course and some important stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Joanna's House.&lt;br /&gt;I waited inside their house. Her mom was there too. And her siblings. I waited first inside and I went out to look for their puppies. Awww. i'm a dog-lover right? So I watched their puppies crying. :)). BAD! :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop? Donica's House.&lt;br /&gt;W waited there for many minutes. We called her just then my cellphone went off 'cause I'm lowbat! I used Joanna's phone just then when I started calling Donica to let her know that we're outside her house, her phone got off too. We're all lowbat. We even asked for the cellphone of the tricycle driver [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mabait si Manong e. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;] But he is also lowbat! Oh darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of swimming at Donica's house. I even slept when I got home. I didn't even have a chance to surf the net and play computer. I'm soooo damn tired! And today's really Sunday. I just edited the date and time. And BUHBYE! I need to sleep. Today's Sunday and tomorrow's Monday! School again! &gt;:|. So gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-5283782383202445049?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/5283782383202445049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/argh-today-we-had-our-classes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5283782383202445049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5283782383202445049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/argh-today-we-had-our-classes.html' title='Saturday with classes :|'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8045594089341080662</id><published>2009-06-26T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:38:33.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww.. I missed it! :'(</title><content type='html'>Today was the concert of Sarah G. in the Stadja. We're not going. Aww. But it's okay. I already saw her and have a picture with her too! Yeah! We were at my Ninang's house. Ninang Belen F.! I'm with them. We eat dinner with Sarah G. So I think going there [again] will be like boring. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakita ko naman na sha e. Iba naman! HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. But, she's okay! I mean excellent! Brilliant! Her golden voice led her to success! HAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ganda ng boses niya e. Kakainggit!&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8045594089341080662?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8045594089341080662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/aww-i-missed-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8045594089341080662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8045594089341080662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/aww-i-missed-it.html' title='Aww.. I missed it! :&apos;('/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-3463633060290904174</id><published>2009-06-26T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:30:35.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My expression: Iblablog ko yan!</title><content type='html'>Today is sooooooooooo not-so-boring. Reaaaaallly! I'm soo happy today but, unfortunately, Eula and KG was not able to come to school. They're sick, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WICKED SICK&lt;/span&gt;! First who absent was KG. She absent just this Wednesday until now. She'll be going to school I think on Monday. Next was Mac-Mac. He was absent the day after KG absented. Yeah it's Thursday. Then, just this day, Eula absented! I wasn't believing Jose at first 'cause I thought he is just joking. Then, Julienne said that Jose isn't lying! They said that Eula PM-ed them to let her be excused. Then I was a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt;" convince. But just a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt;". Hahaha. Then, the brother of Eula just arrived. Then Julienne said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excuse letter ni EuLa?&lt;/span&gt;" Then he gave it to Julienne and we read it. It's real pala. I thought it's not. :)). And today was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt;. I blogged earlier about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt; so if you want to know about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt;, then read my blog about it. :)). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[It's ust a simple logic. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt;, we headed to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mess hall&lt;/span&gt; to eat. After that, I headed to our classroom and went down again because I waited for Joanna to be finish eating. We waited in the classroom 'til 1:40. It's because we had our lunch at 12:40 because of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt;. And we only had our chinese class. We don't have our english classes in the morning and afternoon. Then, I'm texting 'cause I'm bored and I still have my unli to be expired this time. :)). So I texted Janelle and Joanna even though they are just beside me. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. Para di sayang ng unli. Dibadiba? HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.] A minute after that texting thingy Joanna said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oi stop na. Pagod na ako sa kakatext.&lt;/span&gt;] So we stopped and it's almost time na kasi nun. Then someone shouted: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WALANG PASOK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;" It was Moira, my classmate. So we also shouted YEHEY!!! We're so happy!! Some of us already went down. The high school building was so noisy that time 'cause there's no classes. Our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lao-shi&lt;/span&gt; [Teacher] went down. HAHAHA. But there's still classes. HAHA. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ta3 nga e! Sigawan na sa high school kasi kala namin totoo yun pala hindi. Ang nabasa pala nila sa bulletin board e yung pang tomorrow! Ta3. HAHAHAHAHA. Epal kasi! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!! We were having our chinese classes. Then, I, Jose, Joanna and Korbanne noticed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha. We already noticed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; earlier when we were still in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Social Hall&lt;/span&gt;. My expression that time was: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iblablog ko yan!&lt;/span&gt;" So I said that to Jose, Joanna and Korbanne.  I said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iblablog ko yun! HAHAHA. Then we laughed and laughed! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;" Hahaha. Until the Flag Retreat, we were still joking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; with my expression: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iblablog ko yan!&lt;/span&gt;" Hahahaha. While we are lining to go to the Flag retreat, we are already joking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. And until now. Unfortunately, EuLa wasn't with us that time. She misses all the fun. She always with a wrong timing when she absent. HAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay lang yan, niloloko mo naman sha sa YM diba? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; and PLurk! HAHAHAHA. But now, we're saying my expression with "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namin&lt;/span&gt;". Marami na kami e. Oha Oha. HAHAHA. So today's word: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iblablog namin yan!&lt;/span&gt;" HAHAHA. So the title started there and never gonna be ended :p. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-3463633060290904174?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/3463633060290904174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-expression-iblablog-ko-yan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3463633060290904174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3463633060290904174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-expression-iblablog-ko-yan.html' title='My expression: Iblablog ko yan!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7507338271742162890</id><published>2009-06-26T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:34:24.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Rally!!</title><content type='html'>Today was our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt; in school. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Rally&lt;/span&gt;, you'll be seeing on stage those who are running for a party with their positions. Here are the list who are running for a certain position and what party they belong with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.L.I.Q.U.E. Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cooperative Loyal Intelligent Qualified United and Excellent Students&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perry Fernandez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice President:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reginald Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelyn Yeung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Information Officers [P.I.O.]:&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Chua&lt;br /&gt;Chrystadel Cuña&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace Officers [P.O.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meryll Chan&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Ngo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Representatives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th Year:&lt;/span&gt; Jenetrix Co&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Year:&lt;/span&gt; Kit Katrice Ang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Year:&lt;/span&gt; Jenica Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Year:&lt;/span&gt; Joanna Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Governor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamicko Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vice Governor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Alejandrino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elementary Representatives&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 6:&lt;/span&gt; Kyron Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 5:&lt;/span&gt; Jason Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 4:&lt;/span&gt; Bea Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V.S&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.R.E.O. Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;utstanding Responsible Energetic Organized Students &lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Jake Sey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vice President:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secretary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dandreb Mercado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treasurer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jomark Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Auditor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerwin Mañez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Information Officers [P.I.O.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Wong&lt;br /&gt;Justine Cai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace Officers [P.O.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gino Torres&lt;br /&gt;Wilbert Chu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Representatives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th Year:&lt;/span&gt; Raven Rodrigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Year:&lt;/span&gt; Steve Sey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Year:&lt;/span&gt; Caitleen Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Year:&lt;/span&gt; Carl Pua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Governor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla Tiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vice Governor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kessiah Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elementary Representatives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 6:&lt;/span&gt; Nicolette See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 5:&lt;/span&gt; Pogi Rillera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 4:&lt;/span&gt; Camille Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vote Wisely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[NOTE: If you wanna know who wins, just wait for my blog tomorrow. I'll blog it as soon as possible or maybe when i got home ;-). Patience &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt; your virtue. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7507338271742162890?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7507338271742162890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/grand-rally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7507338271742162890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7507338271742162890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/grand-rally.html' title='Grand Rally!!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7316903971457475900</id><published>2009-06-16T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:57:36.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>During class hours..</title><content type='html'>Dont you know that during class hours, somtimes, I'm like a daydreamer machine? Hell yeah! It's true! I even draw when I'm bored. Wanna see some of my drawings? I mean "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MASTERPIECE&lt;/span&gt;"? Okay. But I only scanned one. I'm too lazy too scan all of it. All of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;craps&lt;/span&gt;. :p. Okay, so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/Picture002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used 1 whole pad paper there. But in this picture, it looks like a 1 half crosswise, but it really is a 1 whole. I just cropped it. :).&lt;br /&gt;The word that surrounds the BIG "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hyacinth&lt;/span&gt;" word is also another &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hyacinth&lt;/span&gt;. Its just small that you can't clearly see it that's all. But if you zoomed it or if I know you personally, you can even approach me to see the real copy or the original copy. ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started that last night and I finished it after our Filipino class. :)) [10:something PM - 10:35 AM]. I wasn't really listening to the teacher. I'm bored! Yeaaaah! So I thought of something I can do quietly, than chat with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheatmates&lt;/span&gt;. If I chatted with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheatmates&lt;/span&gt;, then the teacher saw us, then we're dead! Straight to the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Principal's Office&lt;/span&gt;". [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lagot!&lt;/span&gt;] Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! Thank You! BUHBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow's Title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Very Stressing Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bow] &lt;/span&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7316903971457475900?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7316903971457475900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/during-class-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7316903971457475900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7316903971457475900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/during-class-hours.html' title='During class hours..'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-1946211413277199195</id><published>2009-06-14T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:04:12.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BUNCH OF ASSIGNMENTS! &gt;:|</title><content type='html'>We, again, have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUNCH&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assignments&lt;/span&gt;. Haaays. Is this the  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; life you all missed? A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; with a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TORTURE&lt;/span&gt;? Argh! We always have an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt;! Not only an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assignment-s&lt;/span&gt;. You see? With &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;. Yesh! It's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mountain of assignments&lt;/span&gt;! Ooops! Too much of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exaggeration&lt;/span&gt;. Hehehehe. And tomorrow is another day. Another day of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUNCH OF ASSIGNMENTS&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last week nga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi pa regular classes namin pero like everyday may assignments. E di lalo na ngayon. Regular na talaga classes.&lt;/span&gt;) Argh! BRB! I'm going to finish my assignments so that tomorrow I'll just pass it and I'm ready! :D. Buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-1946211413277199195?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/1946211413277199195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/bunch-of-assignments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/1946211413277199195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/1946211413277199195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/bunch-of-assignments.html' title='A BUNCH OF ASSIGNMENTS! &gt;:|'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2141938991292589798</id><published>2009-06-14T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:50:16.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Father's Day! :))</title><content type='html'>Oh no! I'm soooooo inactive that I've forgot to blog about Independence of the Philippines! Oh no! But, I have a really reasonable/good reason to explain this. It's because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M SICK&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah! I feel sick! And really am I. :)). So today, I'll be greeting Philippines' Independence even if its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 111&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; INDEPENDENCE DAY PHILIPPINES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it today &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? We greeted our Dad today but they said it's in June 21 pa. Hmm. I'm wondering. Is it today? Or June 21? Hmmmmm. Am I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;advanced&lt;/span&gt;? Oh well. If it's in June 21 pa then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADVANCE HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all fathers out there and to my DAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If it's today then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all fathers out there and to my dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aweeee. Hahaha. But we greeted him already. Early in the morning. He even says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;! So, I really thought that today is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Father's Day&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha. My cousins first greeted my Dad so I really thought that today is the celebration of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Father's Day&lt;/span&gt;. After he thanked us, we even shouted: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasyal tayo&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wohooo&lt;/span&gt;!" Hahahaha. Then some of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plurk Buddies&lt;/span&gt; said that they greeted their Dads but they searched on the Internet when is the real celebration, it's still on June 21 pa pala! Hahahahahahahahaha. LOL! LMAO! ROFL! HAHAHAHAHAHA. But it's okay. Atleast we greeted him right? Wee Oh Wee Oh Wee. HAHAHAHA. Okay! Buhbye! I'll just post another blog about Dads on June 21 because it's the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" celebration of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father's Day&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahahaha. Bye! Once Again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Advanced&lt;/span&gt;) HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all fathers out there and to my dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2141938991292589798?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2141938991292589798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/early-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2141938991292589798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2141938991292589798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/early-fathers-day.html' title='Early Father&apos;s Day! :))'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-3908227640586458852</id><published>2009-06-12T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:46:17.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ LETTER M! XD</title><content type='html'>Rules:It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : MeryL&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Lettaer Word : Mold! :-&amp;amp;. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : M? M.. Hmm. M... M? Ano ba naman to! Hirap! Mickey nalang :)).&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : Micah&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : M? Meron ba? Ahm.. Male Entertainer :)). Male Entrepreneur! xp. [Tama ba?]&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Mahogany! Haha. [Galing ko noh?!]&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear : M? Mga damit! Oha oha!&lt;br /&gt;8. A food: Mozarella Pizza! :))&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in a bathroom: M? Hahaha. Mo..dess.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;10. A place : Manila..XD&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late: Matraffic! :p&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you'd shout : MAFEELING!&lt;br /&gt;13. Movie title : Major Movie Star! [Peek-a-boo!] :))&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink : M..M...M...M...Mango Juice!!!&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group : Moonstar88! :P&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal : Mouse! :3&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name: M....Malued! [Street ba yun?]&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car: Mercedes Benz&lt;br /&gt;19. The title of a song : MAD! :)).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-3908227640586458852?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/3908227640586458852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-letter-m-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3908227640586458852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/3908227640586458852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-letter-m-xd.html' title='I ♥ LETTER M! XD'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-525997112334833851</id><published>2009-06-12T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:14:53.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick! Sick! Sick! [Edited]</title><content type='html'>Before Lunch, June 11 [School]&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Eula and asked "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Ano ang mga symptoms ng &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DENGUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?" Then she told me all of the symptoms. And, all of the symptoms she told me was the ones I'm suffering at. Then, I wondered. But I said to myself &lt;em&gt;"Naglagay naman ako ng &lt;strong&gt;OFF&lt;/strong&gt; ah!"&lt;/em&gt; Then I talked to someone [I forgot who is it], I said: "&lt;em&gt;Kung na-&lt;strong&gt;DENGUE&lt;/strong&gt; ako, ibig sabihin di mabisa yung &lt;strong&gt;OFF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;" Blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch! [11:45 AM]&lt;br /&gt;I ate lunch and I said to my Aunt: "&lt;em&gt;Mama, masakit ulo ko.&lt;/em&gt;" [Tawag ko kasi sakanya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAMA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.] Then she replied: "&lt;em&gt;Wala kasi akong dalang gamot.&lt;/em&gt;" Then, the mother of &lt;em&gt;Sherlene&lt;/em&gt;, my classmate, gave her daughter a &lt;em&gt;meds&lt;/em&gt; because she also had a headache the day before. Then my aunt saw her and asked: "&lt;em&gt;May extra ka pa kasi masakit ulo nya.&lt;/em&gt;" Then she said yes and she gave us one. Then she put something [like &lt;em&gt;White Flower&lt;/em&gt;] on my head and I headed to &lt;em&gt;Joanna's&lt;/em&gt; table. Then headed to &lt;em&gt;Kaithleen's&lt;/em&gt;. Then to our classroom. Then a minute ago, my headache was gone so I thought that it was just nothing so I continued reviewing &lt;em&gt;Science&lt;/em&gt; that time 'cause we'll be having a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz [12:45 PM]&lt;br /&gt;Weee! I think I only have 2 mistakes. And our teacher said the highest score on the other section was 14. But we don't know who gained that score. The quiz was 15 all in all so I think I've got 13! Woosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese [2:50 PM]&lt;br /&gt;I bought chinese books. I bought it all. The prize was: P450. Its so expensive, right? Yesh! Hmm. Then we were dismissed at 3:30 PM but the usual time is 4:30 PM. We were dismissed early 'cause I don't know. Hahaha. Maybe we still don't have something to study. Hmm. But next week, we'll be having the usual time of dismissing already! Aww :'(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm home [4:50 PM]&lt;br /&gt;We went to Bonuan to fetch my mom. She was in the office. And, I, slept while we were travelling there. It's because I was so tired of school. School is so stressing! Then, when we got home. I went straight to the house's Master's bedroom and slept there. Then, while I was sleeping, Angel jumped to the bed and bite me! She bite me harder and harder so I woke up and went to the other room and slept there. I was so pissed off becasue of Angel so I closed the door of our room harder! Harder that everyone could hear it! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner [8:30 PM]&lt;br /&gt;My cousin woke me up and when I woke up, I felt the same as the ones with Lunch Time. Then, I had a fever. And I ate "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BALOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" 'cause they thought that it was "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dengue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today [morning]&lt;br /&gt;My rashes was gone and my temperature went down! Weeeeheeee! Yeheey! And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinahilot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ako kanina. And now I'm blogging already! Teehee! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's All. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:50 PM [Edited]&lt;br /&gt;I received a phone call. It was from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joanna Yap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She asked me what is our assignments [as usual. Haha. Peace! ^_^V]. Back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: "&lt;em&gt;Meryl, pag di ako nakapasok pag Monday, i-excuse mo ako ah. May sakit kasi ako e.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;em&gt;Ano sakit mo?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: "&lt;em&gt;May lagnat ako.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;em&gt;Ui, parehas tayo! Baka nahawa ka sa akin?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: "&lt;em&gt;Di naman siguro.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;em&gt;Siguro. Pero magaling na ako ngayon.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: "&lt;em&gt;Ay mgaling ka na?! Anu ba yan! Nagkakahawa na tayo! Una si Korbanne tapos ikaw tapos ako. Nu ba yan.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;em&gt;E si KG kaya?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: "&lt;em&gt;Ewan. O sige. Thank you ah. Bye.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;em&gt;Okie.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already forgot some of our conversation but I know some. The important ones. :)). Hahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-525997112334833851?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/525997112334833851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-sick-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/525997112334833851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/525997112334833851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick! Sick! Sick! [Edited]'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-65753988776215353</id><published>2009-06-10T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:32:26.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reasons of my inactiveness'/><title type='text'>Reasons of my inactiveness</title><content type='html'>Oh no! We have too much assignments today! It's only the third classes but as I can see from now, High School is too much of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TORTURE&lt;/span&gt;"! LOL. But seriously. How can those other people love/misses High School? Hm. But I can used to it. I mean I "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt;" used to it. And if there's so many assignments and projects and whatsoever thingy that we should do on school, then I, will be so inactive! Really! I'm doing my best to gain high grades for the first grading and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be gaining higher grades! As I have said to my recent craps, we have a new classmates. These new "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;classmates&lt;/span&gt;" of mine are mostly from Mother Goose. And here in our place, if you're from the school of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother Goose&lt;/span&gt;", you are much in the I.Q. or I should say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intelligence Quotient&lt;/span&gt;". Boohoo! And some of our new "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;classmates&lt;/span&gt;" got awards/medals/whatsoever in their school, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother Goose&lt;/span&gt;". Aww. And I should think "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How could I get a honor [Top 10] if there's lke 5 of them who came from the school, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother Goose&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;" So that explain my inactive in this site. I should read, read and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;READ&lt;/span&gt;! I should advance in our lessons so that I can participate in classes but that could get my life so boring. But atleast I have a chance to be on top 10. Right? Hmm. I should think about that but first I should go and rest for tomorrow's class. BOOO! RIIIING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-65753988776215353?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/65753988776215353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/reasons-of-my-inactiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/65753988776215353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/65753988776215353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/reasons-of-my-inactiveness.html' title='Reasons of my inactiveness'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-4878222294262203133</id><published>2009-06-08T19:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:34:32.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First. First. First!...FIRST DAY HIGH!</title><content type='html'>Today was my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Lockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;First Canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Box.jpg" /&gt;First Honor? Woo. Try ko kung kaya ko pa ang talino niyo! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my First Year High School! [Woo. First Day High!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; with my school and in my class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;So, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paints&lt;/span&gt;. They renewed the paints. They repainted all of the things you can see in my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;canteen&lt;/span&gt;. Our canteen's new. New paint. And the owner's new. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lockers.&lt;/span&gt; The lockers are new. But still same size. New paint and style only. Still the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRs&lt;/span&gt;. My sister told me that the paint of the tiles of the cr in high school building's new. Theirs are new. But I still didn't saw our CR in the first floor of the high school building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all new I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;New&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; section&lt;/span&gt;. And my section is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HYACINTH!&lt;/span&gt; Wee! I always wished to be Hyacinth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;New &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Classmates&lt;/span&gt;. I felt the same today with my new room. But, some of us, felt awkward. Hmmm. Back to the new classmates. Some of our new clasmmates are boastful/braggart. [I think?] You know? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayabang&lt;/span&gt; in tagalog. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lalo na yung isa doon. Kala mo ang bait-bait tapos maya-maya, pinakita na niya yung kanyang tunay na kulay! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;! :)). Kidding.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;New &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teachers.&lt;/span&gt; We have a new teachers to be us to meet tomorrow. Hmm. Are they very strict? Hmm. Let us see. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd104/yenwei93/Xbox.jpg" /&gt;New &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rooms&lt;/span&gt;. Yesh, we have new rooms. But, we don't have electric fans. Oh, how I wished our rooms were airconditioned. :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still feel the same as the Elementary Days/Life. But, they always say that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High School is the most unforgettable days of your life! Especially Juniors-Seniors Prom&lt;/span&gt;." Hmm. I always ask this to myself: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's with the juniors-Seniors Prom?&lt;/span&gt;" But now I know the answer. The answer is: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can hang out with your friends that you'd never did before 'til 2:00 AM or anytime in your Juniors-Seniors Prom/JS Prom. You'll be happy to see your friends wear gowns [that they never did before.]&lt;/span&gt;" That's my answer. That's what they always tell to me. So, I know the answer XD. When high school days come, you'll never wanted to leave it nor waste it. That's what they say. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uhuh. Want the lyrics of First Day High?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Day High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kamikazee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasasabik sa unang araw ng eskwela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas kamay with confidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First day of school laging may kaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sinu ba naman gustong mag-isa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sana may cute na makatabi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; May bagong kaibigan pagtapos ng klase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lakas loob hanapin ang katropa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sumabay sa saya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nasasabik sa unang araw ng eskwela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas kamay with confidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Umaapaw sa talino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the brainy high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung mayaman si papa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the sosy high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pagmahilig ka sa sports,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the mvp high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung cool ka at astig,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the robo high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pag solid sa bait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the nice guy high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Itaas ng boob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nasasabik sa unang araw ng eskwela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas kamay with confidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Iba't iba ang hilig,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Magkakasundo sa trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung gusto mo sumama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Welcome ka mag first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas noo wag kang mag-alala,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tiwala sa sarili wag ka nang mahihiya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kumaway wag kalimutang ngumiti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sigurado sa iyo ay may babati, hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lakas loob hanapin ang katropa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Itaas ang kamay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nasasabik sa unang araw ng eskwela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas kamay with confidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Umaapaw sa talino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the brainy high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung mayaman si papa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the sosy high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pagmahilig ka sa sports,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the mvp high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung cool ka at astig,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the robo high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pag solid sa bait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do the nice guy high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Itaas ng kamay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nasasabik sa unang araw ng eskwela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas kamay with confidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Iba't iba ang hilig,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Magkakasundo sa trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung gusto mo sumama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Welcome ka mag first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; F i r s t day first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; F i r s t day first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; F i r s t day first day high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nasasabik sa unang araw ng eskwela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taas kamay with confidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's do the first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Iba't iba ang hilig,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Magkakasundo sa trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kung gusto mo sumama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Welcome ka mag first day high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First day high, first day high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-4878222294262203133?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/4878222294262203133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-first-firstfirst-day-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4878222294262203133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4878222294262203133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-first-firstfirst-day-high.html' title='First. First. First!...FIRST DAY HIGH!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-4587430635241250914</id><published>2009-06-07T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:49:48.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, our schedule was very hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;We went to Manaoag. We prayed there. We lighted candles. And we went to the upstairs of the Manaoag Church. There you'll see all saints and God. And, after, we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;We destined at my Lola-Ninang's house. We'll visit our relatives. But, unfortunately, they went to Agoo. I don't know what they're doing there right now. They'll be sleeping there and I think that they will be going back to their home tomorrow. S o, we left again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:09 PM&lt;br /&gt;We're heading to CSI The City Mall. We bought things. A lot of things. Groceries. After groceries, we went to Thirsty?. My mom headed to the DIY Store, while my brother is at the CR. I bought a fruit shake but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story: [Itatagalog ko lang para maintindihan niyong mabuti :)]&lt;br /&gt;Una, habang ako'y bumibili sa Thirsty?, kausap ko pinsan ko. Ayan tuloy, naunahan ako. Ta3 naman oh sabi ko sa isip ko. Tapos, kinausap ko yung nagbebenta doon, tinanong ko: "Ano pong flavors meron kayo?", sagot niya: "Sandali lang ah, unahin ko lang sila." Tapos, kinausap ko ulit kasi tumingin sa akin: "Ano pong flavors meron kayo?" tanung ko nanaman, sagot niya: "Lahat ng asa harap mo. Lahat yan." Nakalipas ang isang minuto, tinanung niya ako: "Ano yun?", tinanong ko nanaman siya: "Ano pong flavors meron kayo?". Mukhang nainis na sumagot ng: "Meron kaming orange, lychee, pineapple, mango, sweet corn, banana..." Nanigurado lang ako kasi wala namang Mango, Lychee, Sweet Corn doon sa harap ko. Padabog siyang gumawa ng inoorder ng mga customers. Kung hindi lang ako bata. e kanina ko pa siya sinagot. Mabuti at mabait ako. [Ahem ahem :))]. Tapos, sinabi ko yun sa aking pinsan, ang sabi niya: "Di pwede yang ganyan sa Manila. Mas matatapang ang mga customers e."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos yun. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that:&lt;br /&gt;We went to National Bookstore to buy things we needed in school because we already have classes tomorrow. Aww. Goodbye happy days, hello school days. :'(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to sleep early so, wait for my blog tomorrow! Goodnight! Sweetdreams! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-4587430635241250914?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/4587430635241250914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-our-schedule-was-very-hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4587430635241250914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4587430635241250914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-our-schedule-was-very-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2460459683786186333</id><published>2009-06-05T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:02:24.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Cry of Dismay..</title><content type='html'>It all started at 2:45 PM&lt;br /&gt;My cousins just go home and they said that we are going to swim! Yahoo! Isn't that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;?! I'm waiting for that time to come.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WEEEE! We changed our clothes and packed some important things and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;POOOF&lt;/span&gt;! We are ready to go. But then, while my cousin waited us downstairs, she went up to get her things and my dad said that it was dark downstairs and we're not going anymore. Then, we are about to convince him when it rained harder and harder. So, we really can't go swimming. Aww :'(. He said that there's still more days left to have time swimming. But there's no more! My cousins are already going home on Sunday. They're going back to their Hometown, Manila. Aww. I cried of dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating dinner, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:20 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAT EAT EAT. Blahblahblah. Then, there's this news. It says that the classes of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;FEUs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;USTs &lt;/span&gt;are going to be postpone. Their classes will be on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 17, 2009&lt;/span&gt;. Wee. Another chance of swimming. It's because my other cousin [the youngest], will be having her class supposedly on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 8, 2009&lt;/span&gt;. That's on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;. That's why they're going home early because she have classes. Just then the news came so we excitedly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeak&lt;/span&gt;! I mean no. We didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeak&lt;/span&gt;. That's just like some uh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expression&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expression&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expression of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! See 'ya guys tomorrow for more &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; stories of mine. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go guys! Buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comments are &lt;s&gt;appreciated&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! XD]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2460459683786186333?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2460459683786186333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/cry-of-dismay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2460459683786186333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2460459683786186333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/cry-of-dismay.html' title='..Cry of Dismay..'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6422839317236002441</id><published>2009-06-05T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:15:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob And Billy..</title><content type='html'>Wahaha. This was from the movie "&lt;strong&gt;SCAREGIVERS&lt;/strong&gt;". Wahaha. This movie is super duper cooper looper tooper hooper super-dee-dooper funny. LMAO. HAHAHA. Hmm. Bob and Billy are the main cast here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're watching it right now. I'm blogging while watching it. HAHA. Wee. The movie is now &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREEPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Because they are talking about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Eeeek! Creepy! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still using the notebook/laptop of my cousin :-). Thank You COUSINS. HAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;Special Mention&lt;/strong&gt; ah! Haha. Kidd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahm, so, where am I now? Oh, "&lt;em&gt;Billy: Yung Nur! Bob: Nurse! Bobo! Billy: E iisa lang yun, e di nur! Bobo! Bob: Ou nga noh. Sorry ah! Billy: Okay lang yun.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Funny right? Am I right? Hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot toot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I have really nothing to say! Wahuhuhuhu. I've got to go right now. Nothing to say :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6422839317236002441?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6422839317236002441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/bob-and-billy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6422839317236002441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6422839317236002441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/bob-and-billy.html' title='Bob And Billy..'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8589095769425891706</id><published>2009-06-04T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:34:23.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog For YESTERDAY :). And of course, for today XD</title><content type='html'>Yeah, this was my blog for yesterday and of course for today. Hmmm. So let's see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;9:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;I was awaked by a strange noise. A loud, strange noise. It was the door of our room. "BOOOOOG"! It was my Tita Nora. "Gising Naaaaaa!" she yelled. Argh! I hate it when they wake me up so early in the morning. HAHAHAHA. So, I, woke up and ate breakfast. Then, my dad said that we will go somewhere so he said that we should move fast. Faster than &lt;strong&gt;FLASH&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;My cousin was the real point here so she should take a bath first 'cause my dad said that she needs to go to somewhere and he said that we should join her. Hmm. So ahm, we have two CRs in our house. One in the downstairs and one in the upstairs. My cousin was taking a bath in the up, while my Tita was taking a bath in the down. So, I, was computer-ing that time 'cause I'm too bored to wait for them to be finished taking a bath. Then, I heard someone yelling. Yelling my cousin's name. "&lt;em&gt;Oi, bilisaaaan mong maligooooo!&lt;/em&gt;" my another cousin yelled. She was the sister of the one that was yelling. Then, she was finished taking a bath, so my cousin went out of the CR and my other cousin went in to take a bath. But my dad was already yelled "&lt;em&gt;Bilisan niyo!&lt;/em&gt;". Then I turned off the PC and went down to wash my face 'cause I didn't take a bath because of my &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt; cousin. Grr. Then I knew that my cousin was still daydreaming while taking a bath, so, she didn't finished taking a bath fast. Grr. I knew it when she posted her blog yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute ago&lt;br /&gt;I went up to change my clothes and brush my teeth and my trainer and went down to ride on our car. I thought of a place to go 'cause my dad said last Tuesday that we won't go to the dentist 'cause the dentist will go to Manila. So, We, my cousins, thought of a place to go. Then, the car stopped. We arrived at the destination. Then, I realized that we are outside of a hospital. The hospital is called &lt;strong&gt;TRAUMA&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I didn't spelled it right. LOL. So, I thought, "&lt;em&gt;WHY AM I HERE?&lt;/em&gt;". Then, we arrived at a clinic. A clinic of someone that specializes ears, nose and some body organs. Then, my dad said that we should go in to that clinic. Then, my cousin registered her name to that clinic and got a number. #16. So we should wait until that number was called or her name was called. Then after like 30 minutes, the assistant of the doctor, called a &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRECIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt; name. The name of my cousin. [Wow! Is it really precious? LMAO. =))]. Then they [with her sister] went in to wait there. And, I, still wearing those trainers, waited outside. Aww. Its hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;My cousin called me. She said that I can wait inside. So I went in. There's already a few patients. I mean only us who are the patients. HAHAHAHA :)). Then, my cousin was the next one. So we went in the office of the doctor. Then, HAHAHAHAHA. I don't want to tell y'all why I'm laughing so hard. It's really funny but my cousin can &lt;strong&gt;kill&lt;/strong&gt; me if I tell y'all the reason of my laughters :)). HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that. [Didn't notice the time.]&lt;br /&gt;We ride the car again. But, where's the next stop? I wonder. We stopped by on a pharmacy. My dad bought a meds for him. Then, back to the NEXT STOP. Hmm. Where is the next stop?! We stopped on a building. And I saw a poop on the floor outside of the building. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EWWW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GROSS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's really gross. And until now, I can still imagine it! Grr. We went to that building to have an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;X-RAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of my tooth. I hate the X-RAYS! Especially X-RAYS for teeth. It hurts! Mine hurts. :'(. Then, we went home to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo! We are going to swim! Weeheee! Swim here, swim there. And it rained. Harder and harder. We are going to take pictures that time and it rained so we didn't take our picture. We taked picture after we swam. Aww. Bad timing! Then, we went home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the PC. And turned it off immediately 'cause we are going to my mom's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm kinda tired of typing these things. I didn't started yet my Today's blog and I'm already tired. AWW. Yesterday's blog is until here only. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;8:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;It started like yesterday, strange noise woke me up again. It was ... yeah again! Yelling again. Waking us up [again]. Again. Again. Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;My dad went to Lingayen to bring some &lt;em&gt;MANGHIHILOT/ALBULARYO&lt;/em&gt; to my nephew's house. He's sick. And they thought of bringing that &lt;em&gt;MANGHIHILOT/ALBULARYO&lt;/em&gt; that my dad know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30&lt;br /&gt;Someone called and I answered the phone. It was dad. He said that we should go to the dentist with a &lt;em&gt;tricycle&lt;/em&gt; 'cause he'll be in my nephew's house for a bit longer and the dentist could be waiting. So, he said that we'd go there and he'll be there after that &lt;em&gt;hilot&lt;/em&gt; thingy. So, we went there first and waited. Then, we're next! I showed her my &lt;strong&gt;X-RAY&lt;/strong&gt; and she said "&lt;em&gt;Mali itong ineX-RAY!&lt;/em&gt;". Aww. It's because of the assistant! Grr. We went back to the building and got an &lt;strong&gt;X-RAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Then, blahblahblahblahblahblah. &lt;strong&gt;OUCH!&lt;/strong&gt; My tooth hurts 'cause the pasta of our older dentist was too like uh, broad. You know. Then tehy get rid of that and it really hurts. Then we went home and Ta-dah! Finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I was finished typing this long blog of mine. My back aches now because I'm sitting the whole time typing this blog. Argh. See ya next time! God Bless! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8589095769425891706?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8589095769425891706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-blog-for-yesterday-and-of-course-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8589095769425891706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8589095769425891706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-blog-for-yesterday-and-of-course-for.html' title='My Blog For YESTERDAY :). And of course, for today XD'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8551671137979722048</id><published>2009-06-03T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:45:31.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha.</title><content type='html'>So uhm, earlier, this afternoon, We [my cousins and aunt and sister] went to go swimming. Then, we had some fun and it rained. It rained harder and harder. LOL. But, we, didn't stop the fun just because of the rain. Of course, we hadn't got our picture 'cause the of the nasty rain. LOL. Haha. So, about the title? Oh, that's nothing. I got it while I'm making this blog. My cousin laugh because of the movie "&lt;strong&gt;MALL COP&lt;/strong&gt;". So, I'm still thinking title that time. And she laughed so I thought of having it my title. :)). Funny right? [&lt;strong&gt;Corny&lt;/strong&gt; toh!]. Oops. I'm so sorry if I'm a corny one. I'm just not an entertainer to entertain people. I really don't know how to entertain. &lt;strong&gt;Ho-ho-ho-ho. Merry Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; :)). &lt;strong&gt;WEE OH WEE OH WEE OH&lt;/strong&gt;. Ooops, gotta go. The &lt;strong&gt;siren&lt;/strong&gt; is calling me. WEE OH WEE OH WEE OH. Ho-ho-ho-ho. Merry Christmas. Oops, and &lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt; already called me to join him to &lt;strong&gt;North Pole&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahahahahahaha. Ooopes, &lt;strong&gt;CORNY&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8551671137979722048?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8551671137979722048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8551671137979722048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8551671137979722048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahaha.html' title='Hahaha.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2527754874355129030</id><published>2009-06-02T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:03:39.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a bridge between two hearts.</title><content type='html'>Wohoo! We celebrated my parents' 25th Anniversary. And, yeah, its &lt;strong&gt;SILVER&lt;/strong&gt;! Hahaha. Aww. How &lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt; they really are. Right? Aww. I wished for you two to be happy with each other. And I hope that you'll reach the Golden Anniversary. Wish you &lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;. Hope that your love will last forever :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Anniverary Dad and Happy Anniversary Mom! ILABYU! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2527754874355129030?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2527754874355129030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-bridge-between-two-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2527754874355129030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2527754874355129030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-is-bridge-between-two-hearts.html' title='Love is a bridge between two hearts.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8155295738959834469</id><published>2009-06-01T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:32:25.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When YOU are with me, I'm FREE. I'm CARELESS I believe.</title><content type='html'>So, uh, yeah, yesterday, I got a pounds! It's a money from England. It's because my Lola-Ninang just got here from England with my Uncle and Aunt from Italy. So yeah, it was my Graduation Gift. Because, while she was in England, I saw her online so I PM-ed her. Then blahblahblah. She said "I should see you on May together with my present." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the title was from the lyrics of "MY SACRIFICE". It had been LSS-ed to me since my cousin sang it. Haha. It is so beautiful! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go. Sorry for rushing. :)). And the wrong grammars. I'm a bit dizzy and sleepy. So yeah buhbye! Toodles! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8155295738959834469?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8155295738959834469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-you-are-with-me-im-free-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8155295738959834469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8155295738959834469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-you-are-with-me-im-free-im.html' title='When YOU are with me, I&apos;m FREE. I&apos;m CARELESS I believe.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-4077466237116084713</id><published>2009-05-31T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:16:53.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wohoo!</title><content type='html'>I had a bad day today but atleast now I'm happy. I'm happy because of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOHKWANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. Their concert's really funny. I always laugh harder and harder. LOL. Haha. Really want the part:&lt;br /&gt;Pokwang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue, God made me beatiful, what happened to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue, everytime you see your parents, they're lying to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokwang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue, everytime I flush the toilet, I remember you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. :)). It's really funny right? Hahaha. That's funny for me. But for you? I don't think so. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch their concert [CD]. If you don't have it, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have it, &lt;strong&gt;HAVE FUN! ENJOY IT! ☻&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-4077466237116084713?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/4077466237116084713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/wohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4077466237116084713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4077466237116084713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/wohoo.html' title='Wohoo!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6775685653938050432</id><published>2009-05-30T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:52:15.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Your Life :)</title><content type='html'>What?! School is fast approaching. Yeah I know, its 8 days 'til school starts. Huh?! But I'm not ready yet. I'm still not ready to turn &lt;strong&gt;High School&lt;/strong&gt;. Aww. And I'm not ready yet to leave summer. Aww :(. But, instead of wasting my time here, I think I'll just have some fun until it ends. Right? LOL. Gotta GO :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6775685653938050432?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6775685653938050432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6775685653938050432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6775685653938050432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-your-life.html' title='Live Your Life :)'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-4692655961158599500</id><published>2009-05-27T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:03:21.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M PISSED OFF SO BACK OFF! &amp;!^(#! $#*^!</title><content type='html'>Today, I was so pissed off! I don't want to let you know the reason! And I don't want to talk about it because everytime I think of it, it makes me &lt;strong&gt;MAD&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh wait, it makes me so &lt;strong&gt;FURIOUS!&lt;/strong&gt; Gaaaaaaaah! I hate those &amp;!@^(#%$! Grrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-4692655961158599500?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/4692655961158599500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-pissed-off-so-back-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4692655961158599500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4692655961158599500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-pissed-off-so-back-off.html' title='I&apos;M PISSED OFF SO BACK OFF! &amp;!^(#! $#*^!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7180695021814249763</id><published>2009-05-25T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:47:56.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo Addicted x]</title><content type='html'>I'm soo addicted with Boys Over Flowers. But I stopped watching it because we already have DVD. But we still didn't start watching it [on DVD]. Hayz. I'm too lazy to watch it. But I always think of them [until now]. I can't get rid of them! What should I do? I can't. I just can't. They're the most &lt;strong&gt;HANDSOME&lt;/strong&gt; guys I have ever seen in my whole life! The F4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb32/Rydangel/kpics/Koo_Hye_Sun-geumjandi.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geum Jan Di- A Normal Commoner Girl that got a scholarship of Shinhwa. [A school of rich people.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww321/sheilahell/gjp1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goo Jun Pyo-Jun Pyo's Family is the owner of the biggest conglomerate in Korea. The Shinhwa Corp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i566.photobucket.com/albums/ss105/prettyin/yoonjihoo.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoon Ji Hoo-He was the Grandson of the Former President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z143/luvvv_addict/soyi2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yi Jung/So Yi Jeung-His Grandfather owns the biggest art museum in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee170/stellamarata/mimasaka-akira.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Woo Bin-Heir to a construction enterprise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7180695021814249763?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7180695021814249763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/soo-addicted-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7180695021814249763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7180695021814249763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/soo-addicted-x.html' title='Soo Addicted x]'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb32/Rydangel/kpics/th_Koo_Hye_Sun-geumjandi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7138845741097871609</id><published>2009-05-23T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:48:15.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still awake?!</title><content type='html'>Yeah I am still awake. Its because I'm already addicted to Boys Over Flowers. I watched it on YouTube. I watched it from 11:SOMETHING 'til 1 o' clock. And I'm now in Episode 6 Part 2. Wee. See that?! I'm already 3 episodes away. Wee. I just started now. This evening. And I reached that far but I'm not yet done there. I'm just letting you all know that I'm addicted to it. I forced myself to stay up to 3 or 4 o' clock just to finish all of the episodes. But I can't! My eyes are burning. And it's because of the &lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH SUBS&lt;/strong&gt;!  Its blurry and hard to read. But I have no choice but to read them. I don't understand Korean though. How I wish I could. Boo-hoo. Hmm. Gotta sleep so that tomorrow I can watch more of it. Buh-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7138845741097871609?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7138845741097871609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-awake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7138845741097871609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7138845741097871609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-awake.html' title='Still awake?!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-9035533845220249626</id><published>2009-05-20T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:12:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muntik na akong MABULAG!</title><content type='html'>The title was real! Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I went outside of our house with Cooper And Angel (our dogs). My sister is just in the doorway (inside). Our dogs played and played outside. Then, I noticed that Cooper is eating something so I said to my sister: "&lt;em&gt;May kinakain si Cooper&lt;/em&gt;!" Then she replied: "&lt;em&gt;E di alisin mo&lt;/em&gt;."(Of course she's in the doorway so she let me get that something that Cooper is chewing/eating.) So I tried to get that something inside our dog's mouth. Then, that something fell from his mouth then Cooper thought my hand was that something so he chewed it harder. And I was wounded. I tried to tell my sister. While I was talking to my sister, I felt like it was going dark. Darker and darker that I couldn't see something. I cried to my sister: "&lt;em&gt;Wala akong makita!&lt;/em&gt;" She said: "&lt;em&gt;Wag ka nga magloko Jenny! (Jenny is my nickname)&lt;/em&gt; I replied: "&lt;em&gt;Hindi ako nagloloko.&lt;/em&gt;" And I was crying that time 'cause I thought that I'm gonna be blind (forever). Then I said: "&lt;em&gt;Tubig! Kuhan mo ako tubig.&lt;/em&gt;" Sister: "&lt;em&gt;Oh eto.&lt;/em&gt;" Then, my vision was getting clearer and clearer when I drink water. Then I said again to my sister: "&lt;em&gt;May nakikita na ako!&lt;/em&gt;" My sister said: "&lt;em&gt;Nahilo ka lang nun. Kasi ganyan din ako nung kinagat ako ni Angel.&lt;/em&gt;" "&lt;em&gt;Oh?&lt;/em&gt;" I said. "&lt;em&gt;Yup!&lt;/em&gt;" She replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Thanks to God! That was the weirdest and freakiest thing that happened to my life! But still, &lt;strong&gt;THANKS TO GOD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-9035533845220249626?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/9035533845220249626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/muntik-na-akong-mabulag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/9035533845220249626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/9035533845220249626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/muntik-na-akong-mabulag.html' title='Muntik na akong MABULAG!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7122801915170358045</id><published>2009-05-19T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:08:33.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a HERO!</title><content type='html'>Well, the title was real. I'm a hero because I already get rid of the impostor of Achi Mycs! Muhahaha! I gave her/him a &lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt;. That &lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt; will attack your computer and your computer will shutdown in a second. And that's it! Wee. Muhahaha. I thought that &lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt; won't work na but I tried it to him/her, then poof! He/She logged out in no time. So I thought maybe my virus works on his/her computer. Muahaha. Thanks &lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt;. But I already erased that &lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt; because it can ruin our computer. So, that's all and gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7122801915170358045?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7122801915170358045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7122801915170358045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7122801915170358045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-hero.html' title='I&apos;m a HERO!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6700436245839331898</id><published>2009-05-19T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:13:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impostor.</title><content type='html'>So, last night, Achi KitKat was added up by this YM: micah_dy@yahoo.com. Actually, I know "MICAH DY". And Achi KitKat was the friend of Achi Mycs or also known as "MICAH DY". So, she thought that it was the &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; Micah who added her up. So yeah, she accepted her invitation to ber in her contact in Yahoo! Messenger. Here's the conversation of the &lt;strong&gt;FAKE&lt;/strong&gt; Micah Dy with KitKat Ang and the conversation of the &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; Micah Dy with KitKat Ang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;The Fake Micah Dy:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kitkat&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yep?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wula..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: move on&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yup. haha. i'm trying naman.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: talk ulit&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: kaw ba to Mycs?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: yap&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: haha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ows? haha!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: uo nga&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ah ah okay. ano problem?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: laht&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: my mission&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nyek. bakit naman yun?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wula..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: umm..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: anu nga b pnguspan ntin ung heart talk?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: bat m p tnanung s plurk ko?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: aku nga toh&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: parang hindi eh hehe&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: pag nagreply ka sa Plurk maniniwala ako haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wg ikalat&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wag ikalat&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: secret ko to e&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: pangprivate&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: lang&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ikaw lng may alm&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: uii&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kit&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: parang hindi ka kasi si Mycs eh kanina pinag uusapan lang natin tapos biglang tatanongin mo.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: syempre dpat safe sau ha!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kit&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha! ewan.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: KAT!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: KAT&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: po?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hehe&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: question: have you been to any country?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: answer:&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: uhm, Philippines? haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: i mean except philippines&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: why? haha. nope. wala pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: haha&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kit&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kitkat!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: po?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: may alm ba ng password mo maliban ikaw?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: wala eh bakit?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: questions are helping you to move on&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ah okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: i'm moving on na ngaaa.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: okay okay&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ummm..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: pag tnong ko sau pass mo ibbgay m?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi ako nagbibigay ng password.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: e pag siya?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: who?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: nvm. move on na pla&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ah sha? hindi din. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: naging password mu b sya?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nope.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ang creepy naman nun. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: naging madali ba ang password mo?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nope.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: puro mahaba haha.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: add mo daw si Jomark. haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wag mong sabihin!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hehe&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: weird mo ngayon ah&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: talagang ganyan pag dalaga&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha! musta si mystery?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hmm.. si mystery?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: tanong mo sha! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha. ngeks.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: naging password mo ba ang favorite music mo?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi. bakit ba? balak mo ko ihack no? haha!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: no.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: password kasiyung nagpamove on sa akn&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha! weird naman nun. password?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: sinong idle sa contacts mo sa YM?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: yap&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: si Eryk Dee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: lang?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yup.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ngek&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: haha&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kung sinabi ko password ko sayu ano gagwin mo?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: wala. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi naman ako nagbubukas ng YM ng iba.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: eh pano pag sabi ku sayu ibgay mo s akn pass mo? tpus ibbgay ko yung akn..ano gagwin m?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: no thanks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hahaha..good&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: sinung idle na babae sa YM m?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: Chrystadel Cuña. haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: lang?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yup.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: why?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: tingin pa&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: may hinahanap ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: wala na. dalawa lang idle sa YM ko.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wala eh bakit?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ano naman hahanapin ko?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: kanina mo pa tinatanong kung sino idle eh hehe.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: i don't know. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: weird mo ngayon ah&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: *din*&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ikaw kaya.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ikaw rin kaya&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ah. haha. lagi naman ako weird.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: may naging kaaway ka ba? na hindi mo parin kausap ngyon?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ewan.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: aside from KAT hindi ko na alam. haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: haha..babae? wala?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hmm. wala naman. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: e ako? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nyak&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: tagal tagal na natin nag uusap hahaha&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: okies lng yan..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hehe. matagal naman na tayong bati ah.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: alam ko. joke lang yon&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: sino kachat mo ngyon?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ikaw chaka si Sharm. hehe. ikaw?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ikaw lang..hehe..private toh db?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ah. haha. himala hindi mo kachat si guy.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: private e&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hehe&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wala ng ibang kachat?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: kahit naman private okay lang shempre VIP naman sha. haha!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hahaha..hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: uy..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: marame na nagaadd sa aken&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ikaw kase&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hehe. okay.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: edi ireject mo sabihin mo private.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: un nga..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ang dme nila&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hehe. ok&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: oh ano na?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kachat mo?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ikaw na lang.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: sharm?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi na ko nagreply eh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ah&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ako nalng?!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: oo nga kulit&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: okaykay&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: may humihingi ba sau ng ym ko?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nope.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: okay.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wag mu sbhin a&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: okay.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: okies?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: okies&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: okay nga&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hui&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ui&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yow?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hey..&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: what?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wala&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: sino kachat mo?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: si Micah at ikaw.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: :)&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ok.. iisa lang puh yan&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ah okay. haha. ano last na sinabi mo sakin?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: saan&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: sa YM. yung sa isang account mo.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ahh&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hmm..&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: mycs to nuh&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha. no.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: bahala ka jan whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: :))&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: pwede naman tayo usap sa isang YM nag uusap naman dun.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: lam ku&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha bahala ka delete na kita&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: wag&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: byeeeeee....&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nako buti na lang hindi ko sinabi yung secret namin ni Mycs.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ako nga to!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: gmit ni miles ung isang acc&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahaha! ows? asuuuus&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: eh bakit alam niya yung secret namin?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kasi nagpapalitan kmi ni miles?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: haha! wow. ganda naman ng excuse mo. astig.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi ka pa ba nauubusan ng palusot?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ndi..kasi ndi ako nagpapalusot&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: oh?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: eh bakit binuking mo sarili mo sa Plurk?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: na hindi ikaw yan?&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ganon ako&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahaha katawa ka naman.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: sige pa hirit pa.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: KAT!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: KAT&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: HAHAHAHAHA who are you?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: inggit ka kay Micah no.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: ganda name niya eh&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: :D&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hndi&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: ako nga tuh&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: whatever loser hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: sige paaaa&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: convince me&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: im micah janelle tan dy&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: oh tapos?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: im born in march191994&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: pati birthday mali&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: =))&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: typo error&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: oh sige when's your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: tagal naman&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nag tatanong ka pa ata eh&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: march 13&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yeah right&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: you and your palusots&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hnd&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: bakit sirin nagagalit ka ngayon sa sarili mong YM? haha.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: alm ko kya&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kc ako mycs&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: kasi gnmit ni miled&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: miles*&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: wooow&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: galing mo naman&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: galing ng excuse mo&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: oh sige sakyan na lang kita.&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hnd yon excuse&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: Mycs:&lt;br /&gt;Kabobohan naman miles magchachat ni Hindi nga nya alam buksan ang ym eh! gamitn b naman shoti ko! Leche Flan!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: nice try&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: :))&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: snbi ko yan&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: :)&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hui&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: bkit mo nlgay s plurk q?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: mafeeling kang animal&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: bhelat ka din&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: abnoy&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: abnuy ka p&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: tagal na!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: sino nga pla jomark? meryl? eula?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: HAHAHAHAAAA pati bestfriend mo di mo kilala! patawa!&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;micah_dy: hai ewan!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hai!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;The REAL Micah Dy:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: Mycs! Kung online ka PM mo ko. May ask ako important.&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: ok pero asa touch ah... anu un?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: MYCS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: kaw ba si micah_dy@yahoo.com??&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: cnu yan?!? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: Hindi promise!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: sabi na nga ba hindi ikaw eh! kaya iniiba ko usapan. dami tinatanong.&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: really? gnamit name ko para istalk&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: yup. nakalimutan daw niya pinag usapan natin na heart to heart talk&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: really? gnamit name ko para istalk ka*&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi ko sinasagot.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: pag nag online sa sa comp send ko sayo conversation namin&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: ay antanga nun cnu kaia un?!?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: halatang hindi ikaw eh.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: kaya hindi ko sinasagoy.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: sinasagot*&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: hahaha stalker mo ul8!&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: hindi.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: tungkol sayo tinatanong.&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: about the mission.&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: hahaha LOL.. cge send mo sa akin uhm ligo muna my turn na eh&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: sige sige&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: antae stalker! ang "ou" ko ganyan hahaha at saka "yup" nd yap! LOL&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: isesend ko sayo buo pag nasa comp ka na. tae impostor.&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: ok shit naiinis na ako! hooo chillax Micah chill! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: basta nakakatawa sesend ko sayo buo para makita mo kung paano niya ako kinoconvince&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: hahaha oki c mark pa ang asa comp eh naunahan ako sayang! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: micah_dy: sino nga pla jomark? meryl? eula?&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: HAHAHAHAAAA pati bestfriend mo di mo kilala! patawa!&lt;br /&gt;Micah Dy: anTanga nya sheeet hahaha nattwa ako! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;KitKat Ang: basta mamaya send ko sayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FOR THE IMPOSTOR: Nice Try! LOSER! XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I got this from Achi KitKat's &lt;a href="http://www.kitiekatie.blogspot.com"&gt;blogspot&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6700436245839331898?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6700436245839331898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/impostor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6700436245839331898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6700436245839331898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/impostor.html' title='The Impostor.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2274494602876201876</id><published>2009-05-18T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:16:39.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Oh no! This blog was very very very late! Grr! I have no time to post blogs! Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It was the birthday of my "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DEAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" sister, the birthday of my "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANGEL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" (Our dog. Haha. Her name is &lt;strong&gt;ANGEL&lt;/strong&gt;.) and the 6-month of Baby &lt;strong&gt;Reane&lt;/strong&gt;. So yeah it was three ocassions in one day :). Cool right? Hmm. My Sister turn 15 on that day. Wee! Sweet 15 :]! I also want to be "&lt;em&gt;Sweet 15&lt;/em&gt;". So that I will be older and by the time that I finish my college days, WEEE! FREE TIME!. Okay so where am I? Oh sorry for that :)). So my dog turned 7 years old. (1 year is equal to 7 years of age for dogs.) Then lastly, my niece &lt;strong&gt;REANE&lt;/strong&gt; turned 6-months. Yeeeeesh. Haha. Well, sorry 'cause the photos of this ocassions was in our camera and my mom already stored the camera into her steel cabinet (Of course it has a lock so we can't open it.) I'll just update this blog as soon as I got that camera. Have fun viewing my blogs :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2274494602876201876?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2274494602876201876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2274494602876201876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2274494602876201876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-celebration.html' title='The Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7637539719862889205</id><published>2009-05-16T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:39:43.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO. LOL. :P</title><content type='html'>Actually, last night, I blogged about my sister right? Saw it? Okay. As I was saying, Last night, I wrote on my blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest&lt;/em&gt; Sister DIANE!&lt;/strong&gt;, the last paragraph or whatsoever there. Saw it? The last paragraph or whatsoever was the &lt;strong&gt;Sorry for the short blog. I need to sleep early 'cause there are three ocassions that we will celebrate. Blahblahblah.&lt;/strong&gt;. The point here is, I wrote there the line "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to sleep early 'cause blahblahblah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". Actually, I didn't sleep early that time 'cause I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HairSpray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;HBO&lt;/strong&gt;. LMAO! HAHAHA. Isn't that funny? Or not? Sorry for my sense of humorless. Haha. I really don't know how to entertain my fans. (LOL. Are you one of my fans?) So, where am I? Oh yeah right, I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HairSpray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 'til 1 o' clock in the morning. (Why can't I try to sleep early! GRRR. I can't! It's like my *hobby* already not to sleep early. Hahaha.) My Mom was still chatting with my cousin 'cause she can't use LimeWire. The reason she can't use LimeWire is because the signal of LimeWire yesterday was very very weak. It can't even search files/musics/videos/images/documents. I hate it when it happen! I just hate it! HAHAHA. I think this blog was like enough? 'Cause I'm already tired of thinking and writing blogs about nonsenses. Uh-uh. I am. So, take care ☻. Bye ♥. Mwaaaaah! (EWWWWW!! GROSS!!! HAHAHAHAHA. LMAO! XD.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7637539719862889205?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7637539719862889205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/lmao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7637539719862889205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7637539719862889205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/lmao.html' title='LMAO. LOL. :P'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-4207049150247151936</id><published>2009-05-15T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:14:13.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Sister DIANE!</title><content type='html'>DEAREST?! Wow. Haha. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;What's with the title?&lt;br /&gt;So you wanna know huh? Okay. Today was the Birthday of My &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;DEAREST&lt;/em&gt; Sister Diane"&lt;/strong&gt;. We went to church to thank &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;. We ate lunch at McDo. We went shopping. Nice. Haha B-). Actually, she is celebrating her birthday tomorrow. Why? So that we (FAMILY) are celebrating My Sister's Birthday, Angel's (our dog) Birthday, and 6 month of Baby Reane Vernice. COOL. One day = Three ocassion. NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the short blog. I need to sleep early 'cause there are three ocassions that we will celebrate. SEE THEM?! So sorry. Gotta Go! BYE. Just wait my blog tomorrow :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-4207049150247151936?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/4207049150247151936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/dearest-sister-diane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4207049150247151936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/4207049150247151936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/dearest-sister-diane.html' title='Dearest Sister DIANE!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-6015121006290251333</id><published>2009-05-14T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:30:00.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>I had made a decision. It is to join the &lt;strong&gt;FCCY Amazing Race&lt;/strong&gt; or to celebrate the &lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY OF MY SISTER AND ANGEL (our dog) and SIX MONTH OF BABY REANE VERNICE&lt;/strong&gt;. I chose.....&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY OF MY SISTER AND ANGEL (our dog) and SIX MONTH OF BABY REANE VERNICE&lt;/strong&gt;. That's all becasue of Eulaaaaaa. LMAO. She helped me choose and make a decision. Thanks to You EULA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[To KG and sisters: Sorry if I didn't join it. We just have something to celebrate. Maybe I'll join next time though.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-6015121006290251333?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/6015121006290251333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6015121006290251333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/6015121006290251333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-1737978565010836230</id><published>2009-05-13T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:26:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover with 'em</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, while at the reception (Christening of Reane), her mother (our cousin), decided that they will sleep at our house on Monday (yesterday) because the one that take cares of Reane went home. And her mom got a vacation leave until tomorrow. So she thought of having a sleepover with us. LOL. Oh, BTW, it's the 1st Sleepover of Reane with us. Weeeeee! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of our pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2753.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2736-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2773.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see all of our pictures?&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOGIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGNUP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at www.multiply.com and &lt;a href="http://merylkate289.multiply.com/photos/album/14/Sleepover_With_Em"&gt;ClICK THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun viewing our pictures. And don't forget to leave some comments! ☻&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-1737978565010836230?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/1737978565010836230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepover-with-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/1737978565010836230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/1737978565010836230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepover-with-em.html' title='Sleepover with &apos;em'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-2683753194401210833</id><published>2009-05-12T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:08:02.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>We have been in her womb for like 9 months. She delivered as safe, she fed us, she takes care of us even if we aren't sick. She have been our shoulders to cry on. She will even risk her life just for us. And she work 24/7 for us. She never had a day-off unlike Yayas. But, she never complain. And we are lucky to have her in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="berlin sans FB" color="#B404AE" size="4"&gt;Thanks to you MOM! Happy Mother's Day! ☻&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-2683753194401210833?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/2683753194401210833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2683753194401210833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/2683753194401210833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-7645096923927972288</id><published>2009-05-11T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:01:57.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee. The "CHRISTENING OF BABY REANE VERNICE".</title><content type='html'>Hayz. Another christening of a baby. LOL. Reane was a very cute baby! While she was baptizing at St. Therese Parish Church, she didn't cry. She didn't even made a naughty move. I mean, you know, they're only baby. They don't know what's happenning to the world. And they don't even still care. 'Cause they're baby! Go the point there? If you do, COOL B-). If not, nevermind! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the church:&lt;br /&gt;I was the videogirl and my sister was the cameragirl. Haha. Seriously. Hmm. That's all?! Hmm. What should I say?! Picture here picture there of course with the baby. And also video here video there. Wahaha. Hmm. The Father baptized all the baby. Reane was the first to be baptized by the Father of course. 'Cause she was the first to register her name. Haha. They're so many babies to be baptized that time!. Luckily, she was the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2606-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2640.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2641.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2650.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2654.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the reception follows at City De Luxe Restaurant &amp;&amp; Bakeshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the reception:&lt;br /&gt;We played Reane and also Julius (Cousin of Reane. Also a baby but a little bit older to Reane). Then picture here picture there &amp;&amp; video here video there again. Haha. But most of all, eat here and eat there! WEE! Soooooo full that time. Haha. Blahblahblah. Then, all of the people went home but we (the Royal Family. Wahaha) stayed with the baby. Still having fun. Then, the mother of Reane (our cousin) said they will sleep in our house! Weeeeeeee! I'm so happy to be with them tomorrow! Soooooo excited!! WEEEE. So I need to sleep earlier. So I gotta go! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2663.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2656.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2657.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2723.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2722.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2670.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2725.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i638.photobucket.com/albums/uu109/merylkate_289/IMG_2726.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-7645096923927972288?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/7645096923927972288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/wee-christening-of-baby-reane-vernice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7645096923927972288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/7645096923927972288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/wee-christening-of-baby-reane-vernice.html' title='Wee. The &quot;CHRISTENING OF BABY REANE VERNICE&quot;.'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-211779497026352448</id><published>2009-05-11T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:01:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Saturday was...</title><content type='html'>This Saturday was memorable one? No, no, no. An exciting one? Maybe. A nice one? Can be. But most of all, a very &lt;strong&gt;TIRING&lt;/strong&gt; one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, it's the &lt;strong&gt;"CHRISTENING OF BABY AMBER!"&lt;/strong&gt;. Actually, I really don't know them. My parents know them because my parents was the Ninong And Ninang of the parent (Father) of Amber. Getz? Oh, they also celebrated the &lt;strong&gt;"PASSING THE BAR EXAMINATION OF THE FATHER OF AMBER FOR HIS FIRST TAKE."&lt;/strong&gt; Wow right?! Its only his first take but WOW! He really is a smart one. Story: When he (Father of Amber) was still starting out to be a Lawyer (passed the first exam), my dad said to him: "&lt;em&gt;Oh, dapat someday maging Lawyer ka na!&lt;/em&gt;". Then he said to my dad: "&lt;em&gt;O, sige po&lt;/em&gt;". He said it with a laugh. Then after the bar examination, my dad said to mom: "&lt;em&gt;Tignan mo nga kung nakapasa si Sherwin (Father of Amber)&lt;/em&gt;." Then, my mom take a look at the bar examination result. Still finding the name "&lt;strong&gt;Sherwin&lt;/strong&gt;". (Sorry I don't know the full name. LOL.) Then, my mom saw his name. With a joy, they texted and called their Pare (the father of Sherwin). The End. A long story but not yet finished. I didn't finished it 'cause I'm lacking of time. I still have more to write in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second (I think this will be the last), we were at CSI. We brought Cooper (our dog). He is a very very naughty dog! But, of course, he is also popular. He's a shihtzu! That's why. We're at the grocery but my cousin said to my mom, Cousin: "&lt;em&gt;Punta muna kami CR&lt;/em&gt;". My mom said: "&lt;em&gt;O sige&lt;/em&gt;". Cousin: "&lt;em&gt;Sige. Tignan niyo nalang kami dun sa Atrium&lt;/em&gt;". Mom: "&lt;em&gt;OK&lt;/em&gt;". While we're at the CR, my sister said: "&lt;em&gt;Paihiin mo si Cooper&lt;/em&gt;". But I said: "&lt;em&gt;Lalabas siya. Nakabukas kaya yung pinto.&lt;/em&gt;". Sister: "&lt;em&gt;Bahala ka! Pag umihi yan ah.&lt;/em&gt;" Then we go out to go to the atrium. While we're walking going to Thirsty? (Still holding Cooper), I felt like there is something that's pouring to my hand. Then I look at my hands, there is! Then I look up because I thought there is water that flows up there. But there's none. Then I remembered Cooper. I looked him. WAAAAA! I cried. He is wee-weee-ing! (urinating) Luckily, my pants wasn't wee-wee-ed by that naughty dog! So, I gave Cooper to my sister. And we go to the CR again to wash my hands and to wash Cooper. My sister said: "&lt;em&gt;Sabi ko sayo e.&lt;/em&gt;" I replied: "&lt;em&gt;Lalabas nga siya! Hindi naman natin dala yung leash niya!&lt;/em&gt; Then she replied: "&lt;em&gt;Kung pinaihi mo sa urinal!&lt;/em&gt;" I said: "&lt;em&gt;Akala ko kasi dito sa floor!&lt;/em&gt;. Then we go out and go to the Thirsty? again. There waited my cousin and nephew. And we bought/ordered Ripe Mango Shake for me. And we ate also at Takuyaki. I ate the spicy one. Blahblahblahblah. We found my mom and brother and we went to Shakey's. So, while were eating at Shakey's, Cooper is asleep. Before I finished eating my food, he woke up. Then I wash my hands and saw the Chow-Chow outside the Shakey's. They are also eating there. But they're outside and we're inside. Then I thought of getting Cooper there. So, we take him to the Chow-Chow. The Chow-Chow wants Cooper but we don't take him closer because maybe the Chow-Chow will like bite (easy term) our Cooper. Cooper is only 3 months old! Then he will be bitten by that big Chow-Chow?! NO WAY! LOL. Then, blahblahblahblahblah. After all of that, it's time to go home. While we're still at the atrium (going out), we saw again the Chow-Chow, this time I take him closer but not too close. Then the Chow-Chow wants to get to Cooper.  LOL. He can't 'cause his with his leashed. Hahaha. Something was very funny at that moment 'cause someone (owner's friend) come closer to the Chow-Chow and called the Chow-Chow, &lt;strong&gt;"EDWARD"&lt;/strong&gt;. But that isn't the name of the Chow-Chow, it was the owner's name! Then the Chow-Chow barked and barked at that someone! Haha. The owner was laughing and laughing! Haha. Isn't it funny?! Haha. Or not? Sorry for my less humor. Haha. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry if this blog was a little bit late. I didn't finished it last night. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for my next blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-211779497026352448?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/211779497026352448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-saturday-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/211779497026352448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/211779497026352448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-saturday-was.html' title='This Saturday was...'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-5372032506230964295</id><published>2009-05-10T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:29:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition :)</title><content type='html'>Who plays audition here? Just leave a comment if you have and don't forget to tell your username so I can add you up! :)..&lt;br /&gt;[Note: I was using PSP when I posted this blog of mine. LOL]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-5372032506230964295?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/5372032506230964295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/audition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5372032506230964295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5372032506230964295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/audition.html' title='Audition :)'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-5724166190093084753</id><published>2009-05-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:08:11.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight!</title><content type='html'>Goodnight everyone! I'm lacking of sleep because I sleep like just 5, 6 or 7 Hours only. But every human needs an Eight Hour sleep right? So, I need to sleep earlier than this. But I can't! Well, I'll try hard to sleep early because School Days is fast approaching and I should let myself get up early and sleep early. I should go by now. I'll see y'all later! Buhbye! ☻&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-5724166190093084753?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/5724166190093084753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5724166190093084753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/5724166190093084753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight!'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7506033801265372386.post-8566140707885355345</id><published>2009-05-09T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:05:21.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think Today was...</title><content type='html'>I think Today was a test/lesson for me. A test/lesson from God. Because I copied from someone's blogspot. And I'm very very sorry. That time, I didn't realize that everyone has a privacy. But now I learned. I realized that I shouldn't copied it. I should make my own. I'm lacking of originality. And that's the problem. Well, I confessed all of my sins to God and it's like when I'm confessing my sins, I feel relax. I felt more strength. Strength to do what's right. So, I'm very sorry to YOU! Everyone knows who I'm apologizing to. So sorry. Please forgive me ☻.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7506033801265372386-8566140707885355345?l=stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/feeds/8566140707885355345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-today-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8566140707885355345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7506033801265372386/posts/default/8566140707885355345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stitchloveslurpee.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-today-was.html' title='I think Today was...'/><author><name>MeryL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12756501537438487712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_73ZkSjFRRKc/StQR-R_NO_I/AAAAAAAAACU/8LsCiI28dfY/S220/2009-05-19+17-51-57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
