<?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-5083484388143841393</id><updated>2012-01-29T11:08:19.806+08:00</updated><category term='silly'/><category term='secret'/><category term='sad'/><category term='joe'/><category term='hold on'/><category term='his weird'/><category term='BOF'/><category term='meaning'/><category term='cousin'/><category term='goodluck'/><category term='boys'/><category term='SS3'/><category term='hot guys'/><category term='new theme song of my life'/><category term='wttu'/><category term='snsd'/><category term='rumor'/><category term='2012'/><category term='truth'/><category term='conflicts'/><category term='always'/><category term='errr'/><category term='CL'/><category term='mess'/><category term='Sandara'/><category term='davids'/><category term='fandom'/><category term='family'/><category term='emo'/><category term='i dont care'/><category term='lies'/><category term='forever'/><category term='kpop invasion'/><category term='2NE1'/><category term='dongwoon'/><category term='timing'/><category term='sjr'/><category term='past'/><category term='college life'/><category term='new moon'/><category term='let go'/><category term='kimbum'/><category term='friends'/><category term='disgusted'/><category term='hm'/><category term='wrong'/><category term='me'/><category term='kibum'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='personal'/><category term='spazz'/><category term='guys'/><category term='random'/><category term='Minji'/><category term='bitch'/><category term='2010'/><category term='college'/><category term='bb'/><category term='dream'/><category term='miley'/><category term='happy'/><category term='first'/><category term='official trailer'/><category term='school'/><category term='brave'/><category term='best love'/><category term='time'/><category term='life'/><category term='taylor swift'/><category term='great day'/><category term='teenagers'/><category term='school issue'/><category term='rain'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='gee'/><category term='heavy heart'/><category term='sobs'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='advance happy fathers day'/><category term='busy'/><category term='fanfiction'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='best day'/><category term='2nd sem'/><category term='moved'/><category term='annoying'/><category term='welcome to the underworld'/><category term='love'/><category term='super junior'/><category term='rare day'/><category term='Park Bom'/><category term='david'/><title type='text'>Claudine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1018393658794409004</id><published>2012-01-26T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T11:08:19.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>L.I.F.E</title><content type='html'>I changed a lot this past three years, I’ll never be that innocent girl again. I learned a lot of things that I bring along with this life. I learn that some things are really not meant to happen, that important people in your life somehow can disappoint you, people will just come and go and break your heart and all you have to do was let go and simply move on, that all people can’t never be trusted because their betrayal made your whole being numb. But at the end of the day, it's the only reminder that it made you stronger in so many possible ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1018393658794409004?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1018393658794409004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1018393658794409004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1018393658794409004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html' title='L.I.F.E'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2464955463733621835</id><published>2012-01-13T09:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:04:23.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodluck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Be awesome, 2012!</title><content type='html'>So, this is my first post this year! It's already 2012! Well, I'm excited about this year because the next semester I'll be a senior in college, I think it will be more harder than right now but exciting. I hope I'll do great this year because last year been a difficult time for me because of those failing grades. I don't want to blame my spazzing ang procrastinating mode for my fandoms because I know they are my inspirations. (REALLY!) The thing is I kind of distracted with reading novels, and I done reading so much of it. Maybe I'll lessen the reading and should focus to my school subjects first. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2464955463733621835?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2464955463733621835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-awesome-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2464955463733621835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2464955463733621835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-awesome-2012.html' title='Be awesome, 2012!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7758121771443517241</id><published>2011-12-23T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:29:29.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m the type of girl who don’t have close boy friends. None, really. As in that kind of boy friends that you can joke around because I’m not comfortable with them. All of my friends are girls, I have a couple of friends that are gay but not that close but c’mon it’s still different! I just realize it when I saw my younger cousin have so many close boy friends that she’s comfortable with talking with no malice, you know just hanging around. It’s given me an idea that maybe, i’m too distant with the opposite sex that it might have a possibility that I became a nun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-7758121771443517241?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/7758121771443517241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-type-of-girl-who-dont-have-close-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7758121771443517241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7758121771443517241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-type-of-girl-who-dont-have-close-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6937913244284618633</id><published>2011-11-09T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:30:00.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just be yourself and that’s enough.</title><content type='html'>I hate that feeling when people around me become so not their self.. When they trying to be something they are not, they want to prove something they don't even know that much. It makes me uncomfortable and so lost. And all I want to do is to run away from those kind of people because all I want is just to be with people who knows who they really are and love their self the way they are right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6937913244284618633?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6937913244284618633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-be-yourself-and-thats-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6937913244284618633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6937913244284618633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-be-yourself-and-thats-enough.html' title='Just be yourself and that’s enough.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3218021263850470243</id><published>2011-11-07T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T12:11:49.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My second semester shedule :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSRbqZdxtAQ/Trdabrb6uZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OurIHrviEvE/s1600/35346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSRbqZdxtAQ/Trdabrb6uZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OurIHrviEvE/s400/35346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672101687259216274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-3218021263850470243?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3218021263850470243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-second-semester-shedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3218021263850470243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3218021263850470243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-second-semester-shedule.html' title='My second semester shedule :)'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSRbqZdxtAQ/Trdabrb6uZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OurIHrviEvE/s72-c/35346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7034872538443628294</id><published>2011-09-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:51:18.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disgusted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m not really actually like this- being judgmental and mean but for  you I will.&lt;/em&gt; You’re a insecure and ignorant bitch. I don’t even  know why we become close in the past and I regretted it. You played me  like fucking puppet with strings. Why? What did I do to you? I never  imagine in my whole life that there is someone like you in this world.  Who are you to tell everyone that private thing in my life like it’s  nothing at all? I already know your true color so it doesn’t surprise me  anymore with you oh-so-famous-attention-seeker lies. I’m an idiot to  believe you before. I intentionally ignoring you because I don’t want to  be a plastic like you but you still keep approaching me, the fuck? What  a thick face and skin you have. Then what? You going to reverse the  situation like I’m the bitch. Great, just great. You deserve an award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-7034872538443628294?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/7034872538443628294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-not-really-actually-like-this-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7034872538443628294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7034872538443628294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-not-really-actually-like-this-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-386718677274220882</id><published>2011-08-28T07:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T08:16:27.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Because I'm bored to death.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare   Is Your Pe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WqMVBo6U2o/TlmIZAhJznI/AAAAAAAAANI/vrVHkeJ7PzY/s1600/565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WqMVBo6U2o/TlmIZAhJznI/AAAAAAAAANI/vrVHkeJ7PzY/s400/565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645693571102789234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;rson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;ality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-386718677274220882?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/386718677274220882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-im-bored-to-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/386718677274220882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/386718677274220882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-im-bored-to-death.html' title='Because I&apos;m bored to death.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WqMVBo6U2o/TlmIZAhJznI/AAAAAAAAANI/vrVHkeJ7PzY/s72-c/565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-8312978582476776523</id><published>2011-06-13T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:07:45.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new theme song of my life'/><title type='text'>Bruno Mars - Today My Life Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I've been working hard so long&lt;br /&gt;Seems like pain has been my only friend&lt;br /&gt;My fragile heart's been done so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if I'd ever heal again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh just like all the seasons never stay the same&lt;br /&gt;All around me I can feel a change (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past behind me, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world is waiting it's mine for the takin'&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;And I've learnt how to leave it where it is&lt;br /&gt;And I see that I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;For ever doubting I could win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh just like all the seasons never stay the same&lt;br /&gt;All around me I can feel a change (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="b-lyrics-from-signature" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/bruno_mars/today_my_life_begins.html ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past behind me, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world is waiting it's mine for the takin&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to have regrets&lt;br /&gt;So I'm learning now to leave it in the past and try to forget&lt;br /&gt;Only have one life to live&lt;br /&gt;So you better make the best of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past behind me, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world is waiting it's mine for the takin&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will break these chains that bind me, happiness will find me&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past behind me, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world is waiting it's mine for the takin&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;Today my life begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-8312978582476776523?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/8312978582476776523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/06/bruno-mars-today-my-life-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8312978582476776523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8312978582476776523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/06/bruno-mars-today-my-life-begins.html' title='Bruno Mars - Today My Life Begins'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4613999468288381283</id><published>2011-06-07T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:32:36.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My schedule for this first sem. 3rd year na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9MrSSytdBlQ/Te3UBqlHL_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/G2OZJj-bjXI/s1600/sched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9MrSSytdBlQ/Te3UBqlHL_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/G2OZJj-bjXI/s400/sched.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615377435475783666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4613999468288381283?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4613999468288381283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-schedule-for-this-first-sem-3rd-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4613999468288381283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4613999468288381283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-schedule-for-this-first-sem-3rd-year.html' title='My schedule for this first sem. 3rd year na!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9MrSSytdBlQ/Te3UBqlHL_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/G2OZJj-bjXI/s72-c/sched.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6533506592450272447</id><published>2011-06-03T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:56:15.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Wasted friendship.</title><content type='html'>I never thought that some friendship really ends and not meant to be last. She proved me that. She's one of my closest friend since I become a college student. I gave her my full trust and friendship but she took it for granted. I hate how dumb I am to believe her lies. I hate how manipulating bitch she is. I'm sorry for the word but I'm still angry with her, maybe I forgive her someday but not now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE WHAT SHE DID TO ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6533506592450272447?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6533506592450272447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/06/wasted-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6533506592450272447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6533506592450272447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/06/wasted-friendship.html' title='Wasted friendship.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4999980691397212504</id><published>2011-04-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:44:29.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday to you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;To my cousin, Kuya Jay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I maybe mean and always faced him with my pissed face in the past but i love him. For he, he’s like the older brother i never had. We grew up together but i take him for granted not noticing that he’s been always their for me. I know, he don’t need any sympathy but he grew up with my tita and with my other cousin, he never really had any parents because even his father (my tito - my father’s older brother and tita’s younger brother, the one who raised Kuya Jay) denied him when he was younger. I really feel sorry for him. I just regretted how i treated him in the past but i wish he knew i love and care for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;But of course, God have always good plans for us. He is now a soldier and an amazing girlfriend, Ate jen. :) Well, wishes him for all the happiness he deserves in this world. More birthday to come, Kuya Jay! I miss you. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4999980691397212504?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4999980691397212504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4999980691397212504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4999980691397212504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy birthday to you!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6715867593996535738</id><published>2011-03-05T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:12:30.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Legal, eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I turned eighteen last month but I can’t feel it, I didn’t even  bother thinking about it and say to myself, “I’m finally legal now!!!”  It just didn’t occur to me right now, it’s not sinking in. No plans,  anything. All I can say is, I know what exactly I’m gonna do with my  life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m gonna do things that makes me happy and stay the way I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6715867593996535738?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6715867593996535738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/03/legal-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6715867593996535738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6715867593996535738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/03/legal-eh.html' title='Legal, eh?'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4962738718256897243</id><published>2011-03-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T21:51:24.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SS3'/><title type='text'>I’m really touched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When my &lt;em&gt;mader&lt;/em&gt; sided with me for the first time in my  fangirling life when my tita got angry with me when she found out that I  gone to the concert (Super Show 3). My tita is really angry until now  and got my sermon early in the morning today, I just kept quiet as I  always do. My &lt;em&gt;mader&lt;/em&gt; answered her that the concert is &lt;strong&gt;just  happened once a year, that I didn’t asked her with any amount of money,  that I still study hard&lt;/strong&gt; and my cousin’s addition, &lt;strong&gt;It’s  my birthday gift for myself&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think she knew that the boys are my inspiration. ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4962738718256897243?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4962738718256897243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-really-touched.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4962738718256897243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4962738718256897243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-really-touched.html' title='I’m really touched.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1453309873707681481</id><published>2011-01-22T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:18:20.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I ain't even mad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What will be your reaction when someone special to you turns out to  be just your 'one of those friend you see at school' and will care less  to you every passing day? The one you thought you can share problems  with, the one who will listen when everybody doesn't?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think,  it's quite horrible at first but I get used to it. BUT TO BE HONEST, it  hurts to know and accept. When I become a college student, I find it  really amazing. I get along with all my blockmates easily, with my first  year - I find 2 awesome friends and since then, we were inseparable.  When 2nd year came, I decided to transfer to other school, as destiny  dictated or it just simple coincidence? - The 2 transferred, too with my  new school. But the other separated from the two of us. The other one  is in other block.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As weeks and months passed by, my friend that  we have the same block found a new group of friends and I got left  behind. Sometimes, I found it my fault if she becomes that far from me  now. We still laugh, smile and joke around to each other but I know  their a small wall now between us. Their is our boy blockmate that her  boyfriend now. It hurts that I had to push her to say to me the truth  about with her love life and it hurts more that the one who is she  telling with her secrets now is her new friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the other  friend of ours? We still talk when we see each other in the hallway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For  all that happened to me, the only thing I can do now is to accept and  move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lffdccbmTH1qzebco.gif" _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lffdccbmTH1qzebco.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1453309873707681481?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1453309873707681481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-aint-even-mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1453309873707681481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1453309873707681481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-aint-even-mad.html' title='I ain&apos;t even mad.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-449664550771952711</id><published>2011-01-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:28:08.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This year help me a lot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help me to move on.&lt;/strong&gt; Some people chose to fade away  with my life. Some things will never be the same again. It sad to know  that people change and I can’t do anything about it but to watch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be a stronger person. &lt;/strong&gt;Not everytime, there were  people who can help me. I learned to be independent, not seeking for a  help from people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To improve myself.&lt;/strong&gt; I never thought that I can do  those kind of things. Then I realized I can be proud of myself, too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To give me a chance to meet Super Junior and to be a part of  Sapphire Blue Sea. &lt;/strong&gt;This last April 10, 2010 was the most  amazing day of my life that I will never ever forget. And other KPOP  artists like B2ST, 4minute, UKISS and One Way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I’m taking year 2010 for all those things that made myself today.  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-449664550771952711?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/449664550771952711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/449664550771952711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/449664550771952711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-274820458939337876</id><published>2010-12-10T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:51:15.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fandom'/><title type='text'>I don’t hate Yoona anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;But I’m not saying that YoonHae, too. &lt;strong&gt;I’m  gonna hate that pairing like forever&lt;/strong&gt;. I just gonna hate or  dislike her if she is around Donghae and stealing a HaeSica moment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know, HaeSica shipper here. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to let this out a few days ago  but I want to make  sure of my feelings if I don’t really hate her anymore.&lt;/strong&gt; After I  watched the Intimate Note of SNSD last week, I don’t think that she’s  that overrated what people think she is. She’s kinda funny though and  not really that &lt;em&gt;papansin&lt;/em&gt; type that I thought she was. I’m just  irritated sometimes with her face— it was just so fake. No, I’m not an  insecure bitch here, just telling the truth. And honestly speaking, I  don’t find her that pretty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will start liking her very very very slowly…. I don’t want to push  myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The only, I SAID ONLY picture of her I have in my files.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ld3u3uYl1j1qzebco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-274820458939337876?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/274820458939337876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-hate-yoona-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/274820458939337876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/274820458939337876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-hate-yoona-anymore.html' title='I don’t hate Yoona anymore.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1510938591731002250</id><published>2010-11-06T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:58:24.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super junior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>HAPPY 5TH ANNIVERSARY MY BELOVED SUPER JUNIOR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TNTtwha1e5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/fy5oxBYBjtE/s1600/rgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TNTtwha1e5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/fy5oxBYBjtE/s400/rgh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536311259805612946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TNTtwbSFxzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/igkkcVOWt14/s1600/fdgvc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TNTtwbSFxzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/igkkcVOWt14/s400/fdgvc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536311258158319410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th Anniversary! We break the curse! *confetti confetti* It’s really nice to still see you out there guys, performing with each other eventhough you are only 12 (including Henry and Zhoumi of course) but we ELFs still hoping for the miracle. All of you really worked hard this past 5 years and still continue working hard for your dreams. No matter what, we, ELFs gonna support Super Junior until the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can believe I've been in love with this boys for almost 4 years now. :) Saranghae!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1510938591731002250?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1510938591731002250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-5th-anniversary-my-beloved-super.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1510938591731002250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1510938591731002250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-5th-anniversary-my-beloved-super.html' title='HAPPY 5TH ANNIVERSARY MY BELOVED SUPER JUNIOR!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TNTtwha1e5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/fy5oxBYBjtE/s72-c/rgh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4820353212307099159</id><published>2010-11-04T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:19:31.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fandom'/><title type='text'>Hint.</title><content type='html'>It's Super Junior M comeback next year. And I smell something and I hope it's a hint. I don't want to expect but I'm still wishing about it. I been missing him &lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4820353212307099159?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4820353212307099159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/11/hint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4820353212307099159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4820353212307099159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/11/hint.html' title='Hint.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3407037541986189758</id><published>2010-11-03T13:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T14:20:02.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's my favorite love story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-pJEUYLI/AAAAAAAAAME/OzuyalhDSsY/s1600/normal_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-pJEUYLI/AAAAAAAAAME/OzuyalhDSsY/s400/normal_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535203924800463026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore this drama so much. The love story of Jiang Zhi Shu and Yuan Xiang Qin is one the kind. It proved that opposite attracts, even all the imperfections and flaws of each other. I envy Xiang Qin being so patience to win Zhi Shu's heart. Their love for each other is indescribable, I just can't describe how much I love this drama, but I swear-- this is my favorite for all time. To be honest, I want a love story like this but... SO YEAH! :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND63QaBpQI/AAAAAAAAALM/oGroZfoa2a0/s1600/2378683615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND63QaBpQI/AAAAAAAAALM/oGroZfoa2a0/s400/2378683615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535199769242215682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want a guy like him even though he's like a puzzle, it's so hard to figured him out but I mean at least he is not the perfect guy type.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND63N5Ab5I/AAAAAAAAALE/yBshhfg4bxw/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND63N5Ab5I/AAAAAAAAALE/yBshhfg4bxw/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535199768566853522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again-- I envy this girl so much. I wish I can be brave like her. C'mon, a girl pursuing a guy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-G0wMiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gc3kh8pF8MQ/s1600/019_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-G0wMiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gc3kh8pF8MQ/s400/019_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535203335231802082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A supportive family they can lean on everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-HLPtTaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/R2Yry63mbYg/s1600/normal_5a29ebf195ade58ea50f5268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-HLPtTaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/R2Yry63mbYg/s400/normal_5a29ebf195ade58ea50f5268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535203341269552546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-Goi5ZBI/AAAAAAAAALs/JuO9F90d-7c/s1600/88by3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-Goi5ZBI/AAAAAAAAALs/JuO9F90d-7c/s400/88by3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535203331954795538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-GfXGdnI/AAAAAAAAALk/0SUHK3aUiUI/s1600/2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-GfXGdnI/AAAAAAAAALk/0SUHK3aUiUI/s400/2_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535203329489401458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-FzBF-dI/AAAAAAAAALc/uoKuNl2EG5U/s1600/14ln3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-FzBF-dI/AAAAAAAAALc/uoKuNl2EG5U/s400/14ln3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535203317585934802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their married life and my favorite sweet moments. A perfect couple indeed. Let wish for a beautiful Love Story like this. &lt;3&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/5083484388143841393-3407037541986189758?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3407037541986189758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-my-favorite-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3407037541986189758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3407037541986189758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-my-favorite-love-story.html' title='It&apos;s my favorite love story.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TND-pJEUYLI/AAAAAAAAAME/OzuyalhDSsY/s72-c/normal_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6109347765352633349</id><published>2010-10-19T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:04:17.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rare day'/><title type='text'>Detoxification Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donghae’s Birthday Celebration&lt;/strong&gt;. Start of  Semestral Break. HaeSica’s Comeback. YongSeo’s Sweetness Celebration&lt;/em&gt;—  while we were eating Samgyupsal (and decided to take out Kimbap and  Ddokbuki in other Korean Resto). We said it was all the reason why we  decide to eat there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return  false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_laji4kAOUl1qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_laji59IXO81qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then, as always, we go to the Grocery and buy Ice Cream!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return  false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_laji62E38y1qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lajictV5a11qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then at Beauty Secret, It’s like Etude House but cheaper. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return  false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lajie4lRds1qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lajiemeQZq1qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gaaah~ BB Cream, my first time to discover this~ This is my first  time to be happy because of beauty products realted. The Ajusshi there  is so kind and give us free facial mask or something. Bless him! Hahaha.  AND YEAH NOSEBLEED MUCH. Over use of english. LMAO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img onclick="$(this).toggleClassName('inline_image'); return false;" style="cursor: pointer;" class="inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lajh38KNHm1qzebco.jpg" alt="image" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6109347765352633349?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6109347765352633349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/10/detoxification-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6109347765352633349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6109347765352633349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/10/detoxification-day.html' title='Detoxification Day.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-8112901446850715817</id><published>2010-10-19T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:39:12.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I want to write down all what happened in my life since this school  year started - how I changed on things. This past few months, my life  isn’t good as people think, I’m always unhappy, disappointed,  frustrated, depressed and I felt so empty but I still manage to laugh  and fake a smile. I can’t seem to relate to my new surrounding but as  months past, I started to accept where I am. Most important— &lt;em&gt;at  school&lt;/em&gt;, I changed a lot, my ranking get higher, I study harder. I  still have that &lt;em&gt;tinatamad-ako-mag-aral attitude&lt;/em&gt; but this time  of my life I realized how important study is - not just because my  parents said so but how it change my future and to achieve my goals  simply because I want to. I didn’t know I can do better. When I was in  High School, I’m not the smart one, my grades are always average and not  that satisfying. Before I just don’t like studying and reading books.  Well, the old me… I am &lt;strong&gt;care-free&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;happy-go-lucky&lt;/strong&gt;.  I don’t care about my grades and all I want to do is to make myself  happy but now I think I’m becoming a &lt;strong&gt;perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;, I  want my grades to be always high. I don’t know if it’s a good attitude  but meanwhile, I prefer this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before anything else, I want to thank &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;. For  giving me a hope and faith and chance to improve. I love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-8112901446850715817?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/8112901446850715817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/10/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8112901446850715817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8112901446850715817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/10/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2105329753973516458</id><published>2010-10-02T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:07:40.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>We are some kind of hot people :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Our block/section is really a hot issue for all our  Professors/Clinical Instructors. &lt;strong&gt;We are not perfect&lt;/strong&gt;. We  know that they all correct, our block sometimes lost control— this is  us, we can’t change ourselves…. but we know, they just want us to be a  better person someday. Our class adviser said we are going to be a  future Nurse someday— It’s not the skills or the knowledge but the &lt;strong&gt;right  attitude&lt;/strong&gt; can lead us to success.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To be honest, some of my classmates, I don’t want to offend some of  them but they are not making effort at all, they just going to attend  class for nothing. &lt;em&gt;Wala namang taong bobo&lt;/em&gt;, they are not just  using it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HO-HO-HOT ISSUE~ :))))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I notice to our block we are the kind of people who is really &lt;strong&gt;carefree&lt;/strong&gt;  and &lt;strong&gt;loves to enjoy everything but really study hard&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My classmate said earlier to me: “Lagi na lang sablay ang block natin  parang yung pinanood natin kahapon.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Speaking of, I said yesterday we go to SM Manila. I love to bond with  all &lt;em&gt;i mean &lt;/em&gt;some of my classmates. :))) And earlier, I want to  go with them in Star City but we don’t have money and i have a headache  so we decided we go there after finals. &lt;em&gt;*excited*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2105329753973516458?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2105329753973516458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-some-kind-of-hot-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2105329753973516458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2105329753973516458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-some-kind-of-hot-people.html' title='We are some kind of hot people :)'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4861567804898447993</id><published>2010-09-18T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:21:47.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dongwoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb'/><title type='text'>Second hubby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TJTKTxwY9xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZI4xZt5o3Lw/s1600/dong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TJTKTxwY9xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZI4xZt5o3Lw/s400/dong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518257884558325522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ultimate inspiration &lt;s&gt;because Kibum is not around&lt;/s&gt; -- Son Dongwoon&lt;br /&gt;He is so precious. I just loving him more and more each day.  I've seen him in person, last June this year. So fcking handsome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4861567804898447993?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4861567804898447993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/09/second-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4861567804898447993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4861567804898447993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/09/second-hubby.html' title='Second hubby.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TJTKTxwY9xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZI4xZt5o3Lw/s72-c/dong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6260808025749786593</id><published>2010-09-18T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:35:48.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I don't like you anymore. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Before I Let You Go - Freestyle&lt;/blockquote&gt;Everytime I hear this song I can't help but to winced. This song always reminded me of him, yes, him. I remembered he always play it whenever I'm around or our free time in the classroom. He said that song is dedicated for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before it's not too late-- Thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6260808025749786593?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6260808025749786593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6260808025749786593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6260808025749786593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow.html' title='No, I don&apos;t like you anymore. :)'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1819211405442251559</id><published>2010-08-29T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:14:26.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;                                 &lt;blockquote&gt;If he acts like you're not worth his  time, maybe you aren't what he really wants. Maybe you're just a  substitue for he can't have.                            &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                       &lt;p&gt;And I remembered what he did to me. =)))) No,  I’m not being bitter. I don’t remember anything about him anymore, I  hide all my memories of him on my deepest place in my mind and heart. &lt;em&gt;I’m  happy with my life right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1819211405442251559?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1819211405442251559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-he-acts-like-youre-not-worth-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1819211405442251559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1819211405442251559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-he-acts-like-youre-not-worth-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6529262954098273101</id><published>2010-08-16T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:17:06.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I will always love them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;I will always love Super Junior no matter  what happens. I promised them my forever. People said there is no such  thing as forever but for me, it’s existed as long as Super Junior  support each other and NEVER be disbanding. I always imagine my future  still supporting them, yes, eventhough I’m a grandma. Lol. I’m obsessed  with them, they are MY life, they are the main reason why I felt this  kind of things, the reason why I still smile inspite of the stress and  pain that I feel in my heart. Eventhough in Death, I will cherish them.  I’m not exaggerating. :)))&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;p&gt;TaeHyun once said: (From Fan Fiction)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;“… Death will never part us.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love you until the last breath  of forever;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because I am an &lt;strong&gt;E.L.F.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Some people think I don't love them that much... But they are all wrong,  I love them more that anybody else. I'm never gonna stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6529262954098273101?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6529262954098273101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-always-love-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6529262954098273101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6529262954098273101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-always-love-them.html' title='I will always love them.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-5740843586373423943</id><published>2010-08-04T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:28:29.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflicts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy heart'/><title type='text'>I didn't do anything wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I didn’t do anything to receive those kind of accusations. Whenever I  hear words from them, I just ignored it because it is just a &lt;em&gt;waste  of time&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;may hurt their feelings&lt;/em&gt;.  But this time, I’m over the edge, &lt;strong&gt;I’m so over&lt;/strong&gt; with  their words towards me especially their attitude but I still choose to  be silent. I don’t want to hurt them because I love them but they making  things worse— &lt;strong&gt;No, they making things wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. As I said,  I didn’t do anything wrong why they are reacting like that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who said I’m angry with them? C’mon use your common sense, if it is  there any? It’s so unbelievable, They are educated person but they are  not using their mind, seriously. Arghhh, &lt;em&gt;Big question mark&lt;/em&gt;: Why  would I be angry with them? I’m just busy in school. GETS? What would  they like me to do, go to their house and do nothing there, when I’m  there and using the computer, they get angry. WHAT THE FVCK IS YOUR  PROBLEM, PEOPLE? They are so great at this, &lt;em&gt;making people down&lt;/em&gt;  because they think they are so high enough that we people around them  can’t reach there fvcking throne. Sorry, I only respect them because of  my, Papa. Nothing else.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Really, I don’t deserve all of this. All the words they said, it  hurts me, not because they are correct what they are accusing me but  because I now realize they are so &lt;strong&gt;mean&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;rude&lt;/strong&gt;  people.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just letting this out. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-5740843586373423943?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/5740843586373423943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-didnt-do-anything-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/5740843586373423943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/5740843586373423943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-didnt-do-anything-wrong.html' title='I didn&apos;t do anything wrong.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6899365854946182053</id><published>2010-08-03T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:34:57.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wttu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome to the underworld'/><title type='text'>Until Paris fades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong class="bbc"&gt;“You’ll tell me what it feels like, right? When  you find Paris?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This words will always stuck in my heart forever. There is so much  meaning in this sentence. Eventhough it’s only a fiction, it makes me  believe magical love stories—&lt;em&gt; a timeless love&lt;/em&gt;. A man who is  still worth fighting for named by Kwon Tae Hyun,&lt;em&gt; his uncondional  love for Choi Yoori&lt;/em&gt;. Their love for each other is undescriable,  they arguing and fighting for the stupidiest and non-sense things but  still, at the end of the very day they end up loving and caring for one  another.&lt;br /&gt;I read the final chapter last night &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  I know it’s kind of pathetic and overreacting, it’s just a fanfiction  but it was so amazing and heartbreaking the idea of Taeri. It’s stung my  heart, I know how to be in love, I felt it before… How to be broken so  badly but unlike what is Yoori experienced, it’s incredibly &lt;em&gt;painful  and lifeless&lt;/em&gt; not being with him. Just imagining it, I feel my heart  breaking into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in school this morning, I  told to my girl classmate the story, while telling her, I felt my eyes  tearing up. Dramatic much.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want a guy like Kwon Tae Hyun. I  love him as much as i hate him. Make sense?&lt;em&gt; I love him because he is  so danm perfect and I’m thanking God that a guy like him didn’t exists  this world, let’s face reality here. :)&lt;/em&gt; I hate him for leaving  Yoori, for leaving her with such pain. Well, it doesn’t make sense to  you guys but please understand. XD&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;hoping&lt;/strong&gt;  Yoori was going to commit suicide but the love of Taehyun for her  stopped her. I was disaapointed when she didn’t do it, speaking of my  suicidal side. Yeah, I don’t think I can’t leave without him especially  like a guy Taehyun, he is worth living for but at the same time, worth  dying for. &lt;strong&gt;“Whenever yo go, I’ll follow.”&lt;/strong&gt; — &lt;strike&gt;Choi  Yoori! I think you should really follow!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want  to cry anymore. Fvck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6899365854946182053?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6899365854946182053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/until-paris-fades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6899365854946182053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6899365854946182053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/08/until-paris-fades.html' title='Until Paris fades.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3356527962410257697</id><published>2010-05-30T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:00:46.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super junior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school issue'/><title type='text'>Long time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TAJhaHG1S-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/8aag_qxgxeI/s1600/DSCN5540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TAJhaHG1S-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/8aag_qxgxeI/s400/DSCN5540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477047198048144354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide that I have to update this again. It's been last year since I update this.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I'm gonna share some what happened to my life this half of this year. It's been a little confusing for me, because of school issue BUT a really really happy beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the school issue one, my mom said I have to transfer because of the finance problem but I don't like and she let me to stay but after the start of my summer class, I want to tranfer so she let me. :) And the best experience is I got the chance to go to Super Show 2 of Super Junior. April 10, 2010 - The best day of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-3356527962410257697?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3356527962410257697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3356527962410257697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3356527962410257697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time.html' title='Long time!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/TAJhaHG1S-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/8aag_qxgxeI/s72-c/DSCN5540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3425263343321961785</id><published>2009-12-19T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:15:27.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SyxFKUyVJXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2ycoAJIOpD8/s1600-h/tumblr_kuvbgfw8S71qzivgzo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416780495500682610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SyxFKUyVJXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2ycoAJIOpD8/s400/tumblr_kuvbgfw8S71qzivgzo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-3425263343321961785?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3425263343321961785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/12/agree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3425263343321961785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3425263343321961785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/12/agree.html' title='AGREE!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SyxFKUyVJXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2ycoAJIOpD8/s72-c/tumblr_kuvbgfw8S71qzivgzo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7295703146627519401</id><published>2009-12-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:28:04.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your HEARTBEAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SxuxTpakpjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Rc85_Z3AsF8/s1600-h/tumblr_kttexszpS31qzhq4to1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412114328308721202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SxuxTpakpjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Rc85_Z3AsF8/s400/tumblr_kttexszpS31qzhq4to1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5083484388143841393-7295703146627519401?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/7295703146627519401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-heartbeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7295703146627519401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7295703146627519401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-heartbeat.html' title='Your HEARTBEAT.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SxuxTpakpjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Rc85_Z3AsF8/s72-c/tumblr_kttexszpS31qzhq4to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7351067446282555326</id><published>2009-11-06T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:06:29.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super junior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd sem'/><title type='text'>FOREVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SvPTlVrUkfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EjP_ATr42tc/s1600-h/f00211694ae882c6a1d9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SvPTlVrUkfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EjP_ATr42tc/s400/f00211694ae882c6a1d9e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400893016574824946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life. My love. My breath. My day. My sun... Ok! That's too much. To be honest, it's all true. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; love them very much. I thought it's been yesterday since I known them, really really really I'm so thanking god for giving Super Junior to my life. Drama much? But TRUE. Okay, I'm getting teary here. As a matter of fact, I owe Super Junior very much, they always make my day complete just thinking about them, remembering all the silly things they do.. How thankful they are to all their fans, ELFs. Ehem. It's January 2007 since I become a KPOP fan but I started supporting them is February. The first time I known them is I kinda disliked them but it all change when I watched their MV, Miracle and saw how funny they are in SJ Fullhouse. I had so many memories to cherish and recount of them, all I can say is that was the happiest. :))) I know, some of you maybe saying I'm over reacting? Well, I'm not. That just was simple I am and how I love and support Super Junior. Again, HAPPY 4TH ANNIVERSARY SUPER JUNIOR!!! I always here and the ELFs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOREVER AND ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;2nd Semester starts on--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;November 11,2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;So it's true!!! Our classes starts on wed. GREAT. And I just love my new schedule, there is no longer up to 7 on the evening. Hooray for that~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5083484388143841393-7351067446282555326?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/7351067446282555326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/11/forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7351067446282555326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7351067446282555326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/11/forever.html' title='FOREVER.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SvPTlVrUkfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EjP_ATr42tc/s72-c/f00211694ae882c6a1d9e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6833931542772054729</id><published>2009-11-04T10:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:31:41.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hold on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Holding on or Letting go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=w184696193.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/w184696193.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Holding on or Letting go?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which is more difficult? Which is more easier?&lt;/span&gt; To hold on or to let him go? I saw this topic in Soompi and the girl need advices about this guy she loves but love someone else.. Complicated, i say. Well, for me.. she should let go. Letting go is much more painful like holding on but you know? Time passes and it heals.. Okay, if you hold on you will be hurting AGAIN AND AGAIN, you always feel the pain that you will never loved back. IT HURTS. But when you let him go, AGAIN, Time heals. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6833931542772054729?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6833931542772054729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/11/holding-on-or-letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6833931542772054729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6833931542772054729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/11/holding-on-or-letting-go.html' title='Holding on or Letting go?'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2050807686927939350</id><published>2009-10-28T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:59:28.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><title type='text'>Guys around the world.</title><content type='html'>1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. they prefer neat and presentable girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys hate flirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forgets you afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Are you doing something?" or "Have you eaten already?" are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Guys want to tell you many things but they can't. And they have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking! But do not generalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Guys cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Don't provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Guys can never dream and hope too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...never mind!" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy makes a prolonged "umm" or makes any excuses when you're asking him to do you a favor, he's actually saying that he doesn't like you and he can't lay down the card for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Guys hate gays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Guys love their moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Like Eve, girls are guys’ weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. No guy is bad when he is courting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Guys virtually brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Guys think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Guys' fantasies are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. It's not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 52. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, never been in love and hurt, he won't be matured and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed lions with their girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he's sweating. You'll probably see that he is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. If a guy has been kept shut or silent, say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Guys believe that there's no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. A guy would waste his time over video games and football, the way a girl would do over her romance novels and make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Guys love girls who can cook or bake. ....they love u regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. A guy's friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Don't be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Don't be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you'll be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Guys don't comprehend the statement "Get lost" too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Guys don't care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them, they'll realize they're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He's just too stubborn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Guys' weakest point is at the knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. When a guy looks at you, either he's amazed by you or he's criticizing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. If a guy lets you go, he really loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you and it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you're with your boyfriend, all I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. When a guy says he can't sleep if he doesn't hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Girls are allowed to touch boys' things. Not their hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Guys hate girls who overreact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Guys love you more than you love them IF they are serious in your relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2050807686927939350?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2050807686927939350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/10/guys-around-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2050807686927939350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2050807686927939350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/10/guys-around-world.html' title='Guys around the world.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2437051787448948207</id><published>2009-10-25T12:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:53:47.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moved'/><title type='text'>GIRL ON THE MOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPcprwSvBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xg4o5V2WB5c/s1600-h/1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396399387198012434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPcprwSvBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xg4o5V2WB5c/s320/1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to recall anything about him but they were a times that there are no excuses I can't stop thinking all the memories who make me believe everything. I can't forget the day I stopped loving/liking him, I thought it will never come but it happened the least I expected. Time really heals, it just a matter of trying to give yourself a wide space. :)) Now, I can't feel anything when he is around, it is like a flashback when the first day of class. He was nothing to me again. I want to throw all the memories I have with me with him but then I thought, it just the only evidence that in the past, I been in loved to the first boy who broke my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2437051787448948207?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2437051787448948207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/10/girl-in-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2437051787448948207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2437051787448948207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/10/girl-in-move.html' title='GIRL ON THE MOVE.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPcprwSvBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xg4o5V2WB5c/s72-c/1135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1389228420138483791</id><published>2009-10-08T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:17:24.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIO GOTTA GO!</title><content type='html'>FIRST POST OF THIS MONTH!!! Is it right? Okay, sorry. Bangag me. Right. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, it's make me have a courage to post a post today because maybe it take a longer time to post here again. Starting today, my schedule will be hectic. Too many school works I tell you. Out of fangirling world for a while, maybe 2 to 3 weeks? Shocks. And this sunday, were going to volunteer in sagip kapamilya. :))) And I have interesting story. Yesterday, it's our comarts1 subject and something came up to the glass of the room door, in a bond paper.. "I just want to confirm?" is written and then there a rose!!! The guy propose to our professor. IT IS SOOOO SWEET! :))) The rose had a ring on it. OMGGG. Some of my classmates cried because of that. Our professor told us advices about love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1389228420138483791?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1389228420138483791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/10/trio-gotta-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1389228420138483791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1389228420138483791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/10/trio-gotta-go.html' title='TRIO GOTTA GO!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4999519804017812779</id><published>2009-09-28T14:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:49:12.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><title type='text'>I'd lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HELLOOOOOO!! I'm here again, with my blog. Hahaha. So, I know this weekend is a tragedy because of that stupid typoon. -__- Many people got stranded and how I wish they were all okay. I want to help... but how? All I can do know is to pray for everyone. HOPE EVERYONE'S OK. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something to share that my professor in Psychology teached to us that gives me some realizations and advices. Our professor gived us a heart to heart talk. It's about love and life. First, the love.. My professor said, "loving someone is about leeting go.." LETTING GO, because it's like your giving that person you love a space. You will see if he come back or not, it will test your love for him. You know that famous line, "if you love someone set him free." And... If he never come back to you Well, it's time to you to realize, he is not for you. But come to think about it, many people says that person was meant to be for you, no matter what happens, he will come to share a life with you forever. :)) And the LIFE, my professor asked one of my classmates, "are you happy with your life?" My classmate answered sometimes because of her family, friends, etc. But my proffesor asked her the same question again, "not because of your family, friends... As an individual, a person, are you happy with your life?" And the answered of my classmte is sometimes again. And my professor said, "you're just pretending to be happy." She said, if our family or friends are no where in sight and your all alone, are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;That make me to think about if i'm really happy. -___- because I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31 ways make a girl's smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dont hug her friends or your friends that are girls cause she'll feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hug her from behind.&lt;br /&gt;4. Leave her voice messages to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;5. Wrestle with her.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't go hang out with you ex when shes not with you, you might not realize how badly it hurts her.&lt;br /&gt;7. If you're talking to another girl, when you're done talking, walk over and hug her and kiss her.... let her know she's yours and they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;8. Write her notes or call her just to say "hi"..and not just at night after you've already been out with other girls.&lt;br /&gt;9. Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;10. Play with her hair.&lt;br /&gt;11. Pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;12. Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;13. Make her laugh, if you can make her laugh, you can make her do anything.&lt;br /&gt;-- TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;14. Let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;15. If she's mad at you, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;16. If you care about her, then tell her .&lt;br /&gt;17. Every guy should give their girl 3 things: a stuffed animal(she'll hug it every time she goes to sleep), jewelry (she'll treasure it forever), and one of his t-shirts (she'll most likely wear it to bed).&lt;br /&gt;18. Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;19. Look her in the eyes and smile.&lt;br /&gt;20. Hang out with her on weekends .&lt;br /&gt;21. Kiss her in the rain .&lt;br /&gt;22. Kiss her just for the heck of it .&lt;br /&gt;23. If your listening to music, let her listen too.&lt;br /&gt;24. Remember her birthday and get her something, even if its simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. it means all the world to HER. it's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;25. When she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)&lt;br /&gt;26. Always call her when you say you will, it may not seem like it, but it does hurt her and makes her think you don't care so call even if you can only talk for a minute. Girls don't necessarily have to have hour-long conversations every night but its nice for us to hear your voice even for a quick hello.&lt;br /&gt;27. Give her what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;28. Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;29. Tell her shes beautiful, she needs to know her striving is working.&lt;br /&gt;30. Hang out with her whenever you are free and u should be free to hang with your girl friend all the time .&lt;br /&gt;31. If u care about her.SHOW her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooots~ It's really make me smile. :))) If all the boys are like that... Well, how I wish though. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4999519804017812779?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4999519804017812779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/09/id-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4999519804017812779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4999519804017812779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/09/id-lie.html' title='I&apos;d lie.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2967185655574323095</id><published>2009-09-24T10:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:21:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face the truth about LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got it from Rox. :)) I hope it's ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It gives you time to realize if you really love him/her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. . . para sa mga taong nanliligaw, nagbabalak manligaw, nililigawan, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;naliligaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, nag-iintay maligawan at nagbabalak lumagay sa magulo . . . .&lt;br /&gt;(regardless of age ???!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . ang love ay hindi minamadali . . . hindi pinipilit . . .&lt;br /&gt;at lalong hindi kina-career . . . (aray po sa matamaan!!!. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang-una . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAANO MO BA NASABING MAHAL MO NA SIYA ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil ba natutuwa ka sa kanya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;o kaya naman naaaliw ka ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;na-swee-sweetan ka ba ng sobra sa kanya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;kinikilig ka ba ‘pag nakikita mo siya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;at nahi-high kapag naririnig mo na ang boses niya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh teka muna . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka naman infatuated ka lang . . .&lt;br /&gt;o kaya naman kagaya nga ng sagot mo . . .&lt;br /&gt;“BAKA naaaliw ka lang” . . .&lt;br /&gt;dahil kakaiba siya . . .&lt;br /&gt;may ’spark’ na hindi mo maintindihan . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk !!!… tsk !!!… tsk !!!…&lt;br /&gt;ang saklap nyan !!! . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangalawa . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAANO MO NA BA SIYA KAKILALA ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;madali ba siyang mapikon ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;‘pano ba siya ma-bad trip ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;madali bang mahalata na may topak siya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;ano bang suot niya ‘pag nasa bahay siya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;shorts ba o pantalon ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;nakasando ba siya o naka-t-shirt lang ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;matagal ba siyang maligo ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;kumakain ba siya ng vegetables ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;tamad ba siya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;mas gusto ba niyang manood ng TV kaysa magbasa ng libro ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;nagpe-play station ba siya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;tatlo ba ang pamangkin niyang lalaki ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;makukulit ba yung mga kamag-anak niya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;green ba ang kulay ng gate ng bahay nila ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa village ba siya nakatira ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;may sakayan ba ng jeep na malapit sa kanila ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;nagsisimba ba siya linggo-linggo ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;kasama ba ‘yung buong pamilya niya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;at nagdadasal ba siya bago matulog ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam mo na nga ba ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;ang mga bagay-bagay . . .&lt;br /&gt;ang mga simpleng bagay tungkol sa kanya . . .&lt;br /&gt;na nag-dedetermine ng sarili niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;as in, kung sino ba talaga SIYA . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangatlo…&lt;br /&gt;KAYA MO BA SIYANG TANGGAPIN ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in TANGGAPIN ng buong-buo . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng trip niya sa buhay . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng katopakan niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng pag-iinarte at pag-dadrama niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng kasalanang nagawa, ginawa, at gagawin pa lang niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng naiisip niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lahat ng sasabihin niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa kilos niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa pananamit pa pala niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa pagsasalita niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa pananaw niya sa buhay . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa pagtrato niya sa ibang tao . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa lifestyle niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa uri ng pamilyang meron siya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa uri ng kaibigang kasa-kasama niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa style niya pagdating sa love (?). . .&lt;br /&gt;sa ka-sweetan niyang natural . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa paglalambing niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa tawa niyang pagkalakas-lakas . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa manners niya . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa bisyo niya, kung meron man . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa mga pang-aasar niya sa ‘yo . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa style niya pagdating sa pagsolve ng problema . . .&lt;br /&gt;sa problemang maaari ka ring makakasama . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pang-apat . . .&lt;br /&gt;KAYA MO BANG MAGISING AT MAGING TOTOO ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya mo bang makita ‘yung sarili mo . . .&lt;br /&gt;na kasama pa rin siya, ha ???. . .&lt;br /&gt;sa isang sitwasyong ‘pag naisip mo, eh . . .&lt;br /&gt;mapapaiyak ka na lang sa sakit . . .&lt;br /&gt;nang dahil din sa kanya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;kaya mo bang magmukhang tanga . . .&lt;br /&gt;as in umiyak ng dahil sa kababawan . . .&lt;br /&gt;ibuhos ang mga nararamdaman mo . . .&lt;br /&gt;kahit na puro kababawan nga lang naman . . .&lt;br /&gt;as in kahit sa harapan niya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;kaya mo bang maging barubal ‘pag kasama mo siya ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;‘yung tipo bang wala ka ng pakialam . . .&lt;br /&gt;mawala man ang manners mo . . .&lt;br /&gt;na wala ka naman talaga . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short . . .&lt;br /&gt;KAYA MO BANG MAGING IKAW KAPAG KASAMA MO NA SIYA ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘yung tipong hindi ka nahihiyang ipakita kung sino ka talaga . . .&lt;br /&gt;dahil alam mong . . .&lt;br /&gt;HINDI MO LANG SIYA TANGGAP . . .&lt;br /&gt;TANGGAP KA RIN NIYA . . .&lt;br /&gt;BUONG-BUO RIN . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOY, MGA TAO !!! . . .&lt;br /&gt;tama na kasi ang tripping . . .&lt;br /&gt;tama na ang pagmamadali . . .&lt;br /&gt;oo, masarap ngang ma-involve sa isang tao . . .&lt;br /&gt;pero ‘di ba mas masarap ‘yun . . .&lt;br /&gt;LALO NA KUNG ALAM MONG TOTOO . . .&lt;br /&gt;‘YUNG NARARAMDAMAN MO . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya dapat, hindi tayo nagpapabulag sa nararamdaman natin na . . .&lt;br /&gt;akala nating LOVE na ito . . .&lt;br /&gt;mag antay na lang tayo . . .&lt;br /&gt;‘wag natin unahan . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all we know, hindi pa pala siya ang para sa atin . . .&lt;br /&gt;pero ‘pag nasagot mo lahat ng nasa taas . . .&lt;br /&gt;ng lagapak na “OO” . . .&lt;br /&gt;na naaayon sa iyong VERY honest na pangunawa . . .&lt;br /&gt;galing sa puso at utak, mayroon ka nito ‘di ba ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;BAKA nga mahal mo na siya . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aber ??? . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(an idealistic outlook… but look, after all, it still is a BIG MAYBE !!!…)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I'm the one who's "naliligaw." XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really? How do you that you're in love with that person? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Claudddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2967185655574323095?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2967185655574323095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/09/face-truth-about-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2967185655574323095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2967185655574323095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/09/face-truth-about-love.html' title='Face the truth about LOVE.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1645135599456899541</id><published>2009-09-13T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:37:53.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot guys'/><title type='text'>i love you forever, but now it's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream it, it's possible. It you can plan it, it's probable. Go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;You've been on an emotional roller coaster lately, and you've had all the fun you can stand. You may find yourself trying to figure out what's going to happen next. Just for the next couple of days, though, stop pushing. Let the universe take the wheel and see what happens. Along the way, you could end up feeling pretty darned good about yourself -- all because of someone who wants to see you as you really are.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello guys! At last, I have a chance to update my blog. I want to share some of the things that happened to me this couple of weeks. ONE WORD: Busy, of course. LOL. Well, not that busy, it just that I had many things to do that must be accomplished. And guess what? Next week will be our Pre-finals. Gahhhhh~ Just thinking of it, it giving me a headeache already. Then, our professor in philosophy is giving us a very hard time, the hell, I'm starting to make my thesis for the finals. I'm SO stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other than my stressful and busy college life.. is nothing special, really. XDD My life is fine as always. That you-know-who, (No, not Lord Voldemort. LOLLL.) were ok to each other now, we both joking around AGAIN. No more awkwardness, i think? I hope it will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND last thursday, my cousin and I go to the bachelor's party of Cosmopolitan. OMGGGGGG. So many celebrity hot guys. XDDD I had a chance to saw Gerald Anderson, Aljur(I don't know his last name but his from GMA7), JC of Survivor Philippines, Ejay Falcon, Xian Lim(My new crush~), Mark Bautista, Carlo(IDK his last name, too. From ABS-CBN), and many more. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekends everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1645135599456899541?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1645135599456899541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you-forever-but-now-its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1645135599456899541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1645135599456899541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you-forever-but-now-its-over.html' title='i love you forever, but now it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6073758166385969257</id><published>2009-08-29T13:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:58:32.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best day'/><title type='text'>Best Day Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuVIPVTAccI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8tGJ3HkuiYQ/s1600-h/dhg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396799156725510594" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPfLtC1UwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0Yr-Ua19TNs/s200/dhfh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPfLZfU4KI/AAAAAAAAAHE/qMy1HoZsJgI/s1600-h/dfghfh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396402165433819298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPfLZfU4KI/AAAAAAAAAHE/qMy1HoZsJgI/s200/dfghfh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPfLEQ6knI/AAAAAAAAAG8/V-1OHdK_HAM/s1600-h/7023_1222080001306_1508133910_30599739_2346661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396402159736230514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPfLEQ6knI/AAAAAAAAAG8/V-1OHdK_HAM/s200/7023_1222080001306_1508133910_30599739_2346661_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPgTcO17lI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oDxB9fxVlgQ/s1600-h/hgfhh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403403120569938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPgTcO17lI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oDxB9fxVlgQ/s200/hgfhh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPgToBSHbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/j-5JC5sKlhw/s1600-h/hgh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403406284922290" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuPgToBSHbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/j-5JC5sKlhw/s200/hgh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is one of the happiest day of my life. :)) It is full of having fun and new memories. We gone away to Laguna to go Echanted Kingdom because it's the way to celebrate the anniversary of our school, it is like a field trip to us. I don't know where to begin... Well, I want to share this HAGGARDNESS moment of me before anything else. Haha. This stupid me, forgot my ticket on my notebook that my classmate borrowed so I don't have a chose, we go to her house to get my ticket and after that we got on time. All our classmates are on the bus already. Now, I want to tell my best day. When we finally arrived at the park, I said to my friend I really like to ride the roller skate, first and it had so much fun. The other rides we had the chance to ride are Anchor Away, that almost make me wanna die and said that I want to demolish that ride. LOLLL. The Rio Grande, 2 hours that we wait in line, the line is soooooo long but i say it was worth it, laughtrip ever. If you just saw us, your going to laugh. :) I'm such a good luck, in five of us, I'm the least to get wet. Hmmm, and the last ride is the swing, I don't know the exact name. It made me dizzy but it's okay. My friends keep teasing me that i'm going to cry again because i cried in the Anchor Away. And as you know me, I buy and buy foods there. XD After that we stay in at the bus and waited for the fireworks. We started to travelled back home, i think, 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a great day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other times, I'm going to post some pictures. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6073758166385969257?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6073758166385969257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6073758166385969257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6073758166385969257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-day-ever.html' title='Best Day Ever'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SuVIPVTAccI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8tGJ3HkuiYQ/s72-c/dhg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-165776026234444675</id><published>2009-08-20T12:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:16:20.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contented by this life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Wanting him is hard to forget,&lt;br /&gt;Loving him is hard to regret,&lt;br /&gt;Losing&lt;br /&gt;him is hard to accept..&lt;br /&gt;With all the hurt I've felt..&lt;br /&gt;LETTING GO is the&lt;br /&gt;most painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay. I'm bored so I have a lot of time to update this blog of mine, I have no classes today. :)) And had a chance to changed my blogskin yesterday! Hmmm.. I want to share about my week even though it is still not the end of this week. It goes pretty well except that awkward thingy. As I said, it goes pretty well, it make my head hurts. LOLLL. Because it's our Midterm Exam and got to study really hard to have high grades but thank god it ended yesterday and will be waiting for the Pre-finals. Hahaha. Wanna know about the AWKWARD THINGY? Nahhh, don't want to talk about it. :))) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suddenly remember that it's been a year since I become a blogger. Hahaha. Happy Anniversary to me! I miss my old blogspot that I deleted. O__O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-165776026234444675?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/165776026234444675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/08/contented-by-this-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/165776026234444675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/165776026234444675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/08/contented-by-this-life.html' title='Contented by this life.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-5415504678198468385</id><published>2009-08-15T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:29:25.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>^____^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Bithday JOE JONAS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know I love you. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish you all the best~&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/5083484388143841393-5415504678198468385?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/5415504678198468385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/5415504678198468385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/5415504678198468385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='^____^'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-8887507861491349764</id><published>2009-07-27T12:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:35:29.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Silly Me.</title><content type='html'>I dreamed of someone. A Celebrity &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. I know, I always dream of celebrities. WHY?!?! Guess what who is it this time?? Kim Hyun Joong(JiHoo of Boys Over Flowers). To be honest, I don't dream that much. When I woked up this morning, I didn't remember yet but when I finished taking a bath and eat my breakfast. I suddenly remembered. This is the story, well... Actually I don't remember the story. hehehe. The only thing i remember, I feel liked I'm JanDi(ERRRRR.), then JiHoo is holding my hands and I hold him too... I feel like im inlove with him and were going to his house and his parents are there? Does it makes sense at all? My dreams are always a blur. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school today because it's SONA. Yeah. But no time to relax.. Many to read and study. I have many to do but I'm spazzing right now. I realized I'm being a useless fan of SNSD. O_O And and... 2NE1's 1st Mini Album is already available here in the Philippines. What a fvkin' reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-8887507861491349764?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/8887507861491349764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8887507861491349764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8887507861491349764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly-me.html' title='Silly Me.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3774195442425264778</id><published>2009-07-26T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:25:11.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISAK!!!</title><content type='html'>YAYYYY! Isak's going here again in the Philippines! I so love her~ Will you please bring a Kpop group? LOLLL. She's going here in november. How cool is that? 3 months to go! Errr. I remember how many times I shaked hands with her when her and Evan got here. :))) So far, that's my happiest moment as being a fangirl. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5bVn_CVhuk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/O5bVn_CVhuk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-3774195442425264778?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3774195442425264778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/isak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3774195442425264778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3774195442425264778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/isak.html' title='ISAK!!!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4190649617667892789</id><published>2009-07-22T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:19:59.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kpop invasion'/><title type='text'>KPOP INVASION HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES</title><content type='html'>Honestly, i don't like what's happening right now. I thought it gonna make me happy but NO. It make me irritated more and more everyday that passed. Some people says that were selfish, but can they blame us from being that way? Were just want to protect what important to us. I don't want people saying bad things about them in the end. BECAUSE WE LOVE THEM. My point is when they are "nagsawa", what are the possibilities that can they do? And please, every pilipino knows how the people here popularize the product, it's cheap. I'M SORRY. Yeah, i'm a pilipino but I can accept the reality. For me, KPOP is only for the people who are LOYAL and can be TRUSTED. No offense, I'm not saying the others are not loyal or not can be trusted, it's just that... Most of us, Pilipino, easily "nagsasawa". On some things, they are not loyal.. Just thinking of what will happen, I feel like crying especially when it involves my favorites. I get hurt when they are saying bad things about them like, "They are gay." I'm not overreacting. KPOP fans knows what i'm feeling, that's what they are feeling, too. When you become attached to them, it's really hurts when you hear bad things about them that's not even true at all. Like they despise them so much. That's my biggest fear. And this one, many are FEELERS, like they know it all about KPOP, but in reality. NOTHING. You don't know anything. Please. Stop it. What i'm saying are only my opinions, what i'm feeling. that's all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4190649617667892789?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4190649617667892789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/kpop-invasion-here-in-philippines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4190649617667892789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4190649617667892789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/kpop-invasion-here-in-philippines.html' title='KPOP INVASION HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-65435992051511157</id><published>2009-07-18T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:13:46.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2NE1'/><title type='text'>Act like you don't care, that's the only way you boys learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really love this song. The lyrics is sooooo~ I can't take the lyrics. The message are for boys and.... their &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATURE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdciKPEDnKI&amp;amp;hl=" width="350" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here's the translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey playboy it's about time&lt;br /&gt;and your time is up&lt;br /&gt;I had to do this one for my girls you know?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you gotta act like you don't care&lt;br /&gt;that's the only way you boys learn &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't ever forgive you for that lipstick on your collar&lt;br /&gt;Every day, your phone's always off&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem like you're going to change oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those girlfriends you call "friends"&lt;br /&gt;Don't think of me in the same way as them, I won't let it fly&lt;br /&gt;From now on, do as you want, I'm going to stop caring&lt;br /&gt;For some time I really loved you but oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get drunk, and call me, now it's 5:30 am&lt;br /&gt;Again you say another girl's name no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I'll stop caring about what you're doing wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;From now on I really don't care, I'll get out of the way&lt;br /&gt;From now on don't come to me and cry, and cling on&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;Boy I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing glances at other girl's legs&lt;br /&gt;You're so so hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you take off your couple ring, and secretly go on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I'll be able to take it anymore oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends say that you're not really worth it&lt;br /&gt;You even went to your wolf-like friends for advice but&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather keep it simple, I'm too good for you&lt;br /&gt;I believed you were my love but oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Today you said you were busy, I tried phoning you but&lt;br /&gt;As expected, in the background I heard a girl's laugh oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I'll stop caring about what you're doing wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;From now on I really don't care, I'll get out of the way&lt;br /&gt;From now on don't come to me and cry, and cling on&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;Boy I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, I remember crying till dawn boy&lt;br /&gt;I regret every time I think about you when my heart was too easy, huh boy?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too good to throw away and too boring to have&lt;br /&gt;You should've treated me better when we were together why are you clinging to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fooled me with your lies hundreds of times&lt;br /&gt;From today on, I'll be a bad girl who makes guys cry&lt;br /&gt;Now without a single tear, I'll laugh at you&lt;br /&gt;Loser who's inside a game called love&lt;br /&gt;Get on your knees and take me back&lt;br /&gt;If not, get out of my sight right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I'll stop caring about what you're doing wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;From now on I really don't care, I'll get out of the way&lt;br /&gt;From now on don't come to me and cry, and cling on&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;cause don't care e e e e e e&lt;br /&gt;Boy I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-65435992051511157?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/65435992051511157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/act-like-you-dont-care-thats-only-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/65435992051511157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/65435992051511157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/act-like-you-dont-care-thats-only-way.html' title='Act like you don&apos;t care, that&apos;s the only way you boys learn'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4381234400366331675</id><published>2009-07-06T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:10:04.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>DREAMING OF YOU</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have to blog this. I DREAMED OF DAVID ARCHULETA. LOL. I don't know why. I got disapointed because it's been cut off but I'm because I dreamed of him.&lt;br /&gt;It's happened liked this... We become a married couple and have one kid, his the one who love me so much but i can't love him. (Ano kaya yun eh ako yung patay na patay sa kanya. XD)Then it's like a flashback.. were in a restaurant and eating and asked me.. "Paano kaya kung mahalin mo ko?" (Kailan pa marunong magtagalog si david? XD)&lt;br /&gt;And then i woke up. I'm really disappointed. I even asked myself why i woked up. CRAZY ME. Tanungin daw sarili. Si kibum hindi ko talaga mapanaginipan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4381234400366331675?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4381234400366331675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreaming-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4381234400366331675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4381234400366331675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreaming-of-you.html' title='DREAMING OF YOU'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7896640388685703839</id><published>2009-06-20T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:00:17.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advance happy fathers day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snsd'/><title type='text'>WRONG TIMING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for their 2nd mini album. I think it's gonna be a hit again. ^__^ But it's a wrong timing for me.. O__O it's my school days, i don't if i can spazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XguE1xapSdk&amp;amp;hl=" width="390" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;rel="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Advance Happy father's day to all the fathers around the world including mine. :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-7896640388685703839?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/7896640388685703839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/wrong-timing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7896640388685703839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7896640388685703839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/wrong-timing.html' title='WRONG TIMING.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1462920497499469967</id><published>2009-06-14T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:10:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodluck.</title><content type='html'>Tommorrow is the DAY~~~ Welcome to hell. JOKE. Ampffff. First day of class. I don't know what i'm feeling right now... I think this is the start of my stressful life and the end of my fangirling life. NO WAY!!!!!!!!!!!! NO. Wah, i want to cry. I'm gonna miss a lot of things and people. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1462920497499469967?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1462920497499469967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodluck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1462920497499469967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1462920497499469967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodluck.html' title='Goodluck.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-193186842112153241</id><published>2009-06-08T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:09:44.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>i need coffee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Si0NjYah8qI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Nsc6xDg40jc/s1600-h/1_152070891l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Si0NjYah8qI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Nsc6xDg40jc/s320/1_152070891l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344943234258956962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMPFFF. The start of my class is on June 15. My college life is going to start~ I think... I'm not ready yet. Today is my orientation and i realized, nursing is strict. NO BANGS! I have bangs. WTH. What am i going to do? *freaking out*&lt;br /&gt;And for nursing, were NOT ALLOWED to use the elevator. O_O They say we are suppose to be physically fit. Thank god the nursing rooms are only second floor. Hahaha.And oh, their is a school of arts in my school, i want to enroll. I want to be busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-193186842112153241?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/193186842112153241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/193186842112153241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/193186842112153241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-coffee.html' title='i need coffee.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Si0NjYah8qI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Nsc6xDg40jc/s72-c/1_152070891l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4829218470180480442</id><published>2009-06-05T09:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:02:40.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>DIFFERENCES OF: EMO, emotional, and scene</title><content type='html'>okay. i’ve noticed a lot of people claim they’re emo. im sorry…but NO!&lt;br /&gt;let’s define emo, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;EMO- emo’s short for “emotive hardcore” and its NOTHING BUT a sub genre (this is a very tight and specific word. there’s nothing more to it!).&lt;br /&gt;SCENESTERS:&lt;br /&gt;someone asked me: “well for hip hop: there are hip hoppers; for rock: there are rockers; for punk: there are punks. why can’t we have emo people w/o being called poseurs if there’s an emo genre?”&lt;br /&gt;-simple:&lt;br /&gt;1.)because people nowadays interpret “emo” as a fashion statement, a way of life, and other general crap (that holds infinite sub topics under them which then resulted to giving “emo” numerous possible false and vague principles) without even knowing the true meaning of “emo”. having a hairstyle that covers a portion of your face, wearing make-up and skinny jeans, cutting yourself, and babbling about your miserable life DOES NOT MAKE YOU AN EMO KID! and this is the time when the so-called “scenesters (kids/people)” or “scene” (for short) joins the different categories of the clique. and&lt;br /&gt;2.)because REAL emo music has been DEAD for like a decade or even more`what you guys categorize as emo nowadays are really pop punk/pop rock (thanks to mainstream shit) and not emo! HUUUGE DIFFERENCE!!! dude, i would absolutely bet ONE GRAND if you ask someone who claims he/ she’s emo, they WON’T be able to name a REAL EMO band (or post emo for that matter) correctly without digging up some serious and reliable info on the internet. heck i highly even doubt they’ll come up with a REAL SCREAMO band-which is veeery different compared to emo, by the way. oh and guess what…i dont have $1,000 on me! but that’s how confident i am regarding this “fact” (quote for emphasis-yeah that’s right i did consider it as a ”FACT”!)&lt;br /&gt;WHY “EMO” CANNOT STAND FOR “EMOTIONAL”:&lt;br /&gt;-forthrightly speaking, that question’s just pure bullcrap. did it ever enter your mind that if emo had the meaning of “emotional”, hell it would’ve been the LARGEST genre coz music’s all about emotions! then, emo would’ve been uber popular, hence, people wouldn’t have come up with such imbecile questions wondering why a person can’t be called “emo”.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this explanation helped you understand why emo can’t mean emotional, why people cannot be categorized as such, and somehow clean the reputation of the bastardized word we call “EMO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit: My friend: &lt;a href="mailto:AamhiiE@Multiply"&gt;AamhiiE@Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all true. Just wearing color black, you can call yourself "EMO"?! Yeah, RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;I wish my friends can read it. T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4829218470180480442?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4829218470180480442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/differences-of-emo-emotional-and-scene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4829218470180480442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4829218470180480442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/differences-of-emo-emotional-and-scene.html' title='DIFFERENCES OF: EMO, emotional, and scene'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-8899039571865369034</id><published>2009-06-03T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:45:13.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideal Guy</title><content type='html'>I want a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice and bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy who has spiky hair and lets me play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell me we're like Corey and Topanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll give me his favorite sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’ll stay home with me and watch Disney Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he'll tell me he loves it even though he doesn’t,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only person he would ever watch it with would be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.He'll call me at 3am and ask me what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell me he couldn't fall asleep because he was thinking about me, and he needed to hear my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’ll IM me every morning before school saying "Have a great day babe I love you!". And he always whispers something sweet in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll take me to a concert to see his favorite band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he wont get embarrassed to tell me he loves me in front of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cry he'll tell me I'm too beautiful to and he'll kiss every tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll always make me feel better because he knows the perfect things to say to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of his friends will know we're in love because he'll talk about me to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll stay up with me all night when im sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're walking together he'll stop and pick up a flower and put it behind my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll love everything about me and tell me that I'm perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always end up laughing about silly fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wont get mad for making fun of each other because we crack up at every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're a million years old, butterflies will still go crazy inside of me ... Every time he kisses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell me he'd die without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll surprise me by bringing me over my favorite food when I'm having a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would think I was beautiful if I dressed so crappy it was classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we go out fo ice cream he'll put some on my nose … then I'll put some all over his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just never stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wouldnt be scared to cry in front of me-- --and would hold me when i cry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll introduce me to his friends as the coolest girl he’s ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll buy me jewelry and bouncy balls from vending machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have contests of how far we could spit our gum, or how far we could jump off a swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll take walks with me in the snow, and we'll catch snowflakes on our tongues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't even like snow, but I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would grab my waist and kiss my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'd always take pictures in photo booths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’ll let me go places with his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would play tag and not care whos watching. We’d kiss in the rain. And when I hear him speak, I'll fall in love all over again. I want a boy who can argue over stupid things with me, and then go totally soft when I got sad and apologize. I want someone who would lay with me outside under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will squirt me with water guns in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we kissed our hips would be pressed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to be there no matter what ... always and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be his everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit: My friend: Bea@Multiply&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-8899039571865369034?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/8899039571865369034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/ideal-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8899039571865369034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8899039571865369034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/ideal-guy.html' title='Ideal Guy'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1880176877505086097</id><published>2009-06-03T20:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:40:15.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='official trailer'/><title type='text'>Official New Moon Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt; It's Taglish (Tagalog - English)&lt;br /&gt;It's finally out! Some of the scene from the trailer i don't remember  in the book. IDK. Nung sinugod ba ni Jacob si Lauren... Alam na ni Bella na werewolf si Jacob?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot already what happened on the book. *sign of aging*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSFMmkMfQ5Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSFMmkMfQ5Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1880176877505086097?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1880176877505086097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/official-new-moon-trailer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1880176877505086097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1880176877505086097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/official-new-moon-trailer.html' title='Official New Moon Trailer'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-5383405976387233577</id><published>2009-06-01T09:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:35:00.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimbum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kibum'/><title type='text'>NO THEY ARE NOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, let's make things clear. KIMBUM is not KIBUM. Some of my friends and even my cousins thought Kimbum is Kibum. Urghhhhh. They are two different individual people. They thought my hubby Kibum is Kimbum of Boys over Flowers. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342166136709508898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SiMvzB2w7yI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9y6KR_RsFf8/s320/normal-tgs10dtmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIBUM is not looking great. Ampffff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-5383405976387233577?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/5383405976387233577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-lets-make-things-clear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/5383405976387233577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/5383405976387233577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-lets-make-things-clear.html' title='NO THEY ARE NOT.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SiMvzB2w7yI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9y6KR_RsFf8/s72-c/normal-tgs10dtmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1844189627806306725</id><published>2009-05-31T20:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:39:51.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>Laughters under the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frustrating friendship is causing you to wonder what you ever saw in this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frustrating friendship is causing you to wonder what you ever saw in this person. People change over time, and unfortunately they don't always grow in the same direction. Accept who this person is becoming, but don't keep them in your life if they make you feel bad or bring out your insecurities. Friendships are elective relationships, they do not always have to be lifelong commitments. There is nothing wrong with moving on so you both can be happy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horoscope of the day. :DDD It's stung my heart, EVERY WORD. I remember a person and i saw her a while ago in the church. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, today is a great day to end. My feeling is so light. Today, Mhean and I, went to the mall, we buy clothes because it's sale. LOL. We go over and over in the fitting room. And the line to the cashier is long~ Ampf. I just got a blouse, and it's cute cute cute. But it's really annoying because i want a pedal but... idk. I don't buy many things, i'm not a shopper.&lt;br /&gt;When were going home, it's raining. We were just going to ride the jeep and were wet already especially me. I laughed and laughed because of our situation, talking of my craziness. When we going off the jeep, i forgot to open the umbrella, i just got carried away because were talking about boys over flowers. LOL. And then we laughed again. It's hilarious. And then we went to attend mass. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1844189627806306725?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1844189627806306725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/kiss-under-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1844189627806306725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1844189627806306725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/kiss-under-rain.html' title='Laughters under the rain'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1250912733907246653</id><published>2009-05-26T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:48:45.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><title type='text'>AMPFFFF.</title><content type='html'>I hate teenagers nowadays. They are so... URGH. I can't put in words what i'm feeling.. I can say they are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANNOYING&lt;/span&gt;. Annoying. Yeah, that's the word. They are just going to mass every sunday to go see and talk and flirt to their Boyfriend/Girlfriend. WTF?!?! No respect for god. Church is NOT a date place. My gosh. Just fvck off. But i'm a teenager, too. Should i hate myself? Hekhek. Hell NO. I don't even have that thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1250912733907246653?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1250912733907246653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/ampffff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1250912733907246653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1250912733907246653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/ampffff.html' title='AMPFFFF.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6619275377119569300</id><published>2009-05-17T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:21:19.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='davids'/><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>OMGGGGGGGG. I just watched the interview of David Archuleta and David Cook in Cool Center with Eugene Domingo a while ago. During the interview, i laughed so hard that my stomach hurts. As in, they all joked around most of the interview.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: We both go on the same school!&lt;br /&gt;Archie: Here in the philippines?&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: No, in the US. US Elementary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLL. I don't know if it's the same words they said but it's still the same. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lE2__Pl09mk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&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/lE2__Pl09mk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-6619275377119569300?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6619275377119569300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6619275377119569300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/6619275377119569300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7642520269328249176</id><published>2009-05-14T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:51:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>Most people always misunderstood me. Why they always accusing me doing wrong things. They don't even trust me. I don't remember doing illegal or what. And pissing me off the way they judged me. what's wrong with ME???? I'm stubborn, I'm lazy, I'm slow, so what? The hell everybody cares? Still, I'm trying my best to improve myself, but it's hard learning to be what i dont want. It doesn't matter to me what people think, I'm just minding my own business. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-7642520269328249176?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/7642520269328249176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7642520269328249176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/7642520269328249176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html' title='WHAT?!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3428064048575789883</id><published>2009-05-12T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:22:09.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super junior'/><title type='text'>It's you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just totally love it. Finally kibum is with Super Junior again. :))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lyrics is so meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9CxWp7mrFCE&amp;amp;hl=" width="340" height="285" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-3428064048575789883?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3428064048575789883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3428064048575789883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3428064048575789883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-you.html' title='It&apos;s you'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2305052480826610414</id><published>2009-05-08T23:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:28:33.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><title type='text'>You belong with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a great great great MV and song. Taylor is never disappoint her fans. I'm kinda shocked on the end.... is that her first kiss on screen??? The boy is familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have no time to read Tuesdays with Morrie. TT___TT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I want to read The Five People You Meet in Heaven, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGWE3hwJ21U&amp;amp;hl=" width="500" height="315" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" border="1" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;hd=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's upset.&lt;br /&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz she dosent get your humor like I do...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room&lt;br /&gt;It's a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she dosen't like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts&lt;br /&gt;I wear T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's cheer captain&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And find what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see, you&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey isn't this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say your fine&lt;br /&gt;I know you better then that&lt;br /&gt;Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels&lt;br /&gt;I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know&lt;br /&gt;Baby...&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh'&lt;br /&gt;I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;When you know your about to cry&lt;br /&gt;And I know your favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;And you tell me about your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Think I know where you belong&lt;br /&gt;Think I know it's with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along&lt;br /&gt;So why can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time&lt;br /&gt;How could you not know&lt;br /&gt;Baby you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2305052480826610414?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2305052480826610414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-belong-with-me-mv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2305052480826610414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2305052480826610414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-belong-with-me-mv.html' title='You belong with me'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-46121607157159690</id><published>2009-05-07T16:10:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:33:21.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Park Bom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2NE1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandara'/><title type='text'>2NE1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm now Officially BIG fan of them. One of the things why i love them because of sandara. hahahaha! And their is so talented. My favorite are Sandara and Park Bom, but the four of them is great!&lt;/span&gt; Sandy, I'm proud of you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333002968027830786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKh8adnGgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ABI21KWfVK8/s320/2ne1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993966097999042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZwbqSpMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CRw84l9GSqY/s320/2009050611141910021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993405123222850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZPx3e3UI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nj5C2FDTL2s/s320/11vmdyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993692285528210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZgfoT6JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y2AQKn7xM1s/s320/sywoko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993689610420754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZgVqhAhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/olHUV89aokc/s320/r9kad0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993056831725954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKY7gYUYYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BOJqnarsxkI/s320/2lvza77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993066450944322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKY8ENuAUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/STOkpGFSlio/s320/2r6mv0g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993408356684306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZP96ZkhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/k8cbLfYa32w/s320/15i88ya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZwZOIhFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xAaUz0IwTho/s1600-h/v5bps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993965443023954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZwZOIhFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xAaUz0IwTho/s320/v5bps2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993058518764210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKY7mqiirI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9vcfSdcXREw/s320/2i7sbrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZgCfDDMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EKigk4C2GzU/s1600-h/qwzfr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993684462046402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZgCfDDMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EKigk4C2GzU/s320/qwzfr5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993404038003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZPt0vvNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ObAYoycDF_k/s320/10zmrgy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993407959169442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZP8bn-aI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YPlVcdDg3qs/s320/20g0cpx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993959307931346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZwCXabtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ri_7ATZJRyI/s320/upx20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993059771372018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKY7rVL0fI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ccHQuT302AE/s320/2moaw00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993064726687666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKY79yn77I/AAAAAAAAAEU/z7mELn92ng0/s320/2r2q4iq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993413045426946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZQPYSGwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TvOPo3Hd9RI/s320/54dbt4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZgMUq7xI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VcLbXhafjXo/s1600-h/idhsuo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332993687102877458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKZgMUq7xI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VcLbXhafjXo/s320/idhsuo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332996432990791874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKcABjXaMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/U7761q5cidY/s320/ay3e3k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; credit: Soompi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WATCH THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lollipop MV: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsy_m6xk1xw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsy_m6xk1xw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fire(Space Version) MV: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu5Ld_KnMWA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qu5Ld_KnMWA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fire(Street Version) MV: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x95Nm5JDGN8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x95Nm5JDGN8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5083484388143841393-46121607157159690?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/46121607157159690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/2ne1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/46121607157159690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/46121607157159690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/2ne1.html' title='2NE1'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SgKh8adnGgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ABI21KWfVK8/s72-c/2ne1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-8360848876128005521</id><published>2009-05-06T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:56:54.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>sad.sad.sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;One again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate sad endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I always prefer happily ever after stories.&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/5083484388143841393-8360848876128005521?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/8360848876128005521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/sadsadsad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8360848876128005521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8360848876128005521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/sadsadsad.html' title='sad.sad.sad.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2458752310463855243</id><published>2009-05-05T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:57:19.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>This is so sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holding%20hands" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Holding Hands Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo42/Ladycat21201/Holding_Hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2458752310463855243?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2458752310463855243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-so-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2458752310463855243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2458752310463855243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-so-sweet.html' title='This is so sweet.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-1106636812228159403</id><published>2009-05-03T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:13:46.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rumor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miley'/><title type='text'>Miley?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoa. I almost had a heart Attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just read about Miley Cyrus broke up with her boyfriend, Justin Gaston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it just a stupid rumor. Pssh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I saw some pictures that looked like they are fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I JUST LOVE BOTH OF THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wish it just really a rumor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-1106636812228159403?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/1106636812228159403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/miley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1106636812228159403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/1106636812228159403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/miley.html' title='Miley?'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-8570920700263787169</id><published>2009-05-03T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:20:14.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>College life, It's freaking me out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can believe I'm not in High School anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm going to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pacquiao wins. hahaha.&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/5083484388143841393-8570920700263787169?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/8570920700263787169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/college-life-its-freaking-me-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8570920700263787169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/8570920700263787169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/05/college-life-its-freaking-me-out.html' title='College life, It&apos;s freaking me out.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4072498058782967001</id><published>2009-04-30T08:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:03:33.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mess'/><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I looked like a mess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel sooo depressed.&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/5083484388143841393-4072498058782967001?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4072498058782967001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4072498058782967001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4072498058782967001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2178150997437989858</id><published>2009-04-27T08:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:45:12.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kibum'/><title type='text'>New CF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KiBums's new CF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And KimBum is in it, too! Sweeeeeet~ XDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Myged, puro na lang fangirling nandito sa blog ko. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SfT8JYJUe3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/JNLdHSvpqC0/s1600-h/kibum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161497116703602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SfT8JYJUe3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/JNLdHSvpqC0/s320/kibum2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SfT8JYCRc8I/AAAAAAAAACs/qATYAYav0DA/s1600-h/kibum3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161497087144898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SfT8JYCRc8I/AAAAAAAAACs/qATYAYav0DA/s320/kibum3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Sfe_DhjEBrI/AAAAAAAAADM/YO7Bwbwpcs8/s1600-h/kibum7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329938751282218674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Sfe_DhjEBrI/AAAAAAAAADM/YO7Bwbwpcs8/s320/kibum7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Sfe_Dr13w2I/AAAAAAAAADE/7gfv49EjxuY/s1600-h/kibum6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329938754045461346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Sfe_Dr13w2I/AAAAAAAAADE/7gfv49EjxuY/s320/kibum6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Sfe_DcFqtFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XyGTplrSKJA/s1600-h/kibum5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329938749816747090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/Sfe_DcFqtFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XyGTplrSKJA/s320/kibum5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2178150997437989858?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2178150997437989858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/kibumss-new-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2178150997437989858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2178150997437989858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/kibumss-new-movie.html' title='New CF'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SfT8JYJUe3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/JNLdHSvpqC0/s72-c/kibum2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2274738165053955405</id><published>2009-04-24T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:19:57.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kibum'/><title type='text'>Dorkable Kibum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really like this side of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=003kf84c.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/003kf84c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love his expression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yebumde3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/yebumde3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yehbum moment. this is the one that gracee(ate) telling me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kibum-CHE8.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/kibum-CHE8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wished I'm that girl. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yb1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/yb1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nagharutan na naman. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kibum-CHE5.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/kibum-CHE5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ano daw? XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kibum-CHE3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/kibum-CHE3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pakyuuuuut~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yb4.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/love_kibum_2007/yb4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tuwang tuwa naman kayo. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;soooo &lt;strong&gt;CUTE!&lt;/strong&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/5083484388143841393-2274738165053955405?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2274738165053955405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/dorkable-kibum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2274738165053955405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2274738165053955405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/dorkable-kibum.html' title='Dorkable Kibum'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-3485999213572575984</id><published>2009-04-24T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:56:30.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sjr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hm'/><title type='text'>i hate this part!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MOOD: (-_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MUSIC: Reset - Super Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to go to SJ-R tomorrow... T___T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I spend my money already on something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like magazines, nailpolishes, lots of foods, books? idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahhh.. I hate myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Justin texted me if we will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and until now i didn't still reply him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And Gracee(Ate.) asked me, too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched Hannah Montana and Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Best of both worlds Concert Movie AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahahaha! I super duper liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the part when miley singing the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;best of both worlds while dancing it a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The steps are so cute. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-3485999213572575984?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/3485999213572575984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/mood-music-reset-super-junior-i-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3485999213572575984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/3485999213572575984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/mood-music-reset-super-junior-i-want-to.html' title='i hate this part!'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4930007289272498985</id><published>2009-04-23T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:21:07.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF'/><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boys over Flowers will be going to aired on ABS-CBN, I want to watch it before the whole Philippines know the story. XDDDD I'm really not that fan of BOF, when I first heard it, like oh my gosh, i don't care, I'm not interested. Hahahaha! I just want to be updated and want to be the one to know the story first. (I'm late. I'm a LOSER. Boo!) But back then, the original, I'm a super super addicted on meteor Garden, IM A BIG FAN. All the kpop fans here in the Philippines are addicted to that drama, it's like talk of the town for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started watching it. :) the girl is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hahaha! COOL~ One of the soundtrack of korean Drama, My Girl. ( I miss this drama.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;played on the BOF. ^_^ Never say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-4930007289272498985?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4930007289272498985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4930007289272498985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/4930007289272498985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-2924335332137928486</id><published>2009-04-21T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:23:15.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='his weird'/><title type='text'>Long time, No see</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MOOD: Cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC: Love game - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I saw my Grade 6 classmate on the Jeep(going home..), when I saw him... I said to myself, he looks familiar and then I realized it was him! Kris Paulo, because he was mhean's former crush but she doesn't admit it to us that she have a crush on him when were on Grade 6 maybe because they are close.... And then when i'm going to ride the tricycle, he was also there, so I ended up sitting next to him and we haven't spoke together, it's really awkward~ REALLY. Because back of the elementary days(Grade 6), he also a friend of mine.. And after that I texted it to mhean, i want to tease her. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2924335332137928486?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2924335332137928486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-coincidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2924335332137928486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2924335332137928486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-coincidence.html' title='Long time, No see'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-6324358719875522799</id><published>2009-04-20T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:24:27.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hm'/><title type='text'>whaaaaaaaat?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MOOD: Frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MUSIC: If we were a movie - Hannah Montana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OH C'MON~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They must be kidding me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How come Hannah Montana The Movie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;showing here in the Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is on july 8...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's sooooooo &lt;strong&gt;UNFAIR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The movie are now showing in the US &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and other country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in here is so far away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I HATE THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And my fanfiction addiction stricked me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NO. Not yaoi, i'm on hiatus. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But Fanfiction series..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Non-Gasseo is great~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And the best NG fiction that i read so far is My PingPongBoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THE BEST EVER~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Ate Rach&lt;/strong&gt;, she recommended it. :)))&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/5083484388143841393-6324358719875522799?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/6324358719875522799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best love'/><title type='text'>This is really the Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MOOD: Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MUSIC: Way to go - SNSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know if it's a song or a poem..&lt;br /&gt;But I wrote it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired writing this because of Super Junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day of February&lt;br /&gt;all of you lighten up my story&lt;br /&gt;gonna take a chance&lt;br /&gt;to know myself at once&lt;br /&gt;never want to give up&lt;br /&gt;because I want to know what's up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If their a different beautiful season&lt;br /&gt;all of you will be the good reason&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice that I am here&lt;br /&gt;supporting all of you these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best love, what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;No love, if your not in sight&lt;br /&gt;All of you will be the love&lt;br /&gt;can't explain why,&lt;br /&gt;It just best love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness always conquers my daily life&lt;br /&gt;but when I found all of you&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be fullest in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and I want to break the ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know where I can go&lt;br /&gt;searching the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;then I finally realize now&lt;br /&gt;It is the world I looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best love, what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;No love, if your not in sight&lt;br /&gt;all of you will be the love&lt;br /&gt;can't explain why,&lt;br /&gt;It just best love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best love, the one I found&lt;br /&gt;No love, if my love not count&lt;br /&gt;all of you will the love&lt;br /&gt;can't explain why,&lt;br /&gt;It just best love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5083484388143841393-2583747684420575401?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/2583747684420575401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-really-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2583747684420575401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5083484388143841393/posts/default/2583747684420575401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-really-life.html' title='This is really the Life'/><author><name>Claudine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16537533332378580975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-4155623745108814258</id><published>2009-04-02T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:25:40.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hm'/><title type='text'>Can't wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SdRujX3-oqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/n0jraAH83J8/s1600-h/3201122141_5e4cf273bd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319998613814682274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nflPnKah5k/SdRujX3-oqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/n0jraAH83J8/s320/3201122141_5e4cf273bd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;MOOD: Bored&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC: The Climb - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sooo excited about this movie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;The showing will be net week maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;I promised to Ate grace that I will treat her. ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;And I love the new song of Miley Cyrus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;*One of the soundtrack of the movie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE CLIMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;The pain I'm knowing&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;The climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5083484388143841393-4155623745108814258?l=claudddd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claudddd.blogspot.com/feeds/4155623745108814258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5083484388143841393.post-7570964651352689850</id><published>2009-01-14T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:26:01.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gee'/><title type='text'>gee gee gee gee baby baby baby~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MUSIC: Gee - SNSD&lt;br /&gt;MOOD: Tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wah~ I really really like soshi's new song, GEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;They totally rock it! Jessica look so thin. 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