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term='IV-Fluorine'/><category term='science fair'/><category term='getamped'/><title type='text'>Peace and Hippie Love</title><subtitle type='html'>Celebrate LIFE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8170715375519762850</id><published>2010-10-13T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T06:50:45.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEACTIVATION</title><content type='html'>This would be deleted or just letting it be since of my posts for the past two years are in here.&lt;div&gt;I went to my new blogging stations. LOL. What the hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://intoxifiedvanity.wordpress.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://iseeblackandwhite.tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8170715375519762850?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8170715375519762850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8170715375519762850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8170715375519762850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8170715375519762850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2010/10/deactivation.html' title='DEACTIVATION'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1902036972518889935</id><published>2010-08-04T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T09:10:52.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-day challenge'/><title type='text'>The 30 photography theme challenge</title><content type='html'>This challenge is only intended between me and &lt;a href="http://blackhunter09.deviantart.com/"&gt;June&lt;/a&gt;. If you wish to participate, you may do so. Just credit me. Also, if you like to base this challenges along with your friends, you may do so. &lt;b&gt;Please do give credit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;THE 30 PHOTOGRAPHY THEME CHALLENGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1. Morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 2. Toy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 3. Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 4. Light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 5. Neon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 6. Sun-kissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 7. Animal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 8. Courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 9. Cosplay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 10. Gadget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 11. Dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 12. Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 13. Comedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 14. Motion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 15. Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 16. School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 17. Freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 18. Gravity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 19. People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 20. Pattern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 21. Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 22. Monotone/Grayscale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 23. Abstract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 24. Garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 25. Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 26. Sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 27. Corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 28. Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 29. Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 30. Self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1902036972518889935?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1902036972518889935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1902036972518889935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1902036972518889935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1902036972518889935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-photography-theme-challenge.html' title='The 30 photography theme challenge'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6570541541593354666</id><published>2010-08-02T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:11:42.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>rain, rain, go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/TFb8HLLUCZI/AAAAAAAAATc/9gG0NImYZZQ/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/TFb8HLLUCZI/AAAAAAAAATc/9gG0NImYZZQ/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500861195069163922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/TFb5tJJMS9I/AAAAAAAAATU/xpMxRPTGYao/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/TFb5tJJMS9I/AAAAAAAAATU/xpMxRPTGYao/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500858548823542738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6570541541593354666?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6570541541593354666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6570541541593354666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6570541541593354666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6570541541593354666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2010/08/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='rain, rain, go away'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/TFb8HLLUCZI/AAAAAAAAATc/9gG0NImYZZQ/s72-c/DSC_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2215288679508153783</id><published>2010-08-01T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:48:40.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>From now on, this blog will serve as my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;photo blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Since I rarely update this and I'm too obsessed with &lt;a href="http://iseeblackandwhite.tumblr.com"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, I'll try to keep this alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-2215288679508153783?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2215288679508153783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2215288679508153783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2215288679508153783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2215288679508153783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2010/08/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4328435602914407302</id><published>2010-04-18T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T06:06:56.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Uh-huh, Fashionista.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3042/2974082426_4228730cd4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 367px; float: left; height: 278px;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3042/2974082426_4228730cd4_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I welcome myself back into blogging. I will update you of all the things that happened to me in the past few months later on. For now, let me share to you my unrequited love for &lt;strong&gt;street fashion&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do not know whether it's because of my &lt;strong&gt;environment&lt;/strong&gt; that had caused me to be self&lt;strong&gt;-conscious&lt;/strong&gt; on my clothes. Honestly, I dress only for the &lt;strong&gt;comfortability&lt;/strong&gt;. I have a very ragged &lt;strong&gt;personality&lt;/strong&gt; and I really don't know of what kind do I possess. In order to search for it, I intended to go with the flow, at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I started to buy fashion and lifestyle magazines like &lt;em&gt;Allure&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Seventeen&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Vogue&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Elle&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Meg&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Candy&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;YoU&lt;/em&gt;. At first, I find it fun to browse by just looking at the pictures. I really find make-up and clothes as &lt;strong&gt;eye-candies&lt;/strong&gt;. Since I always think that my Pops is very strict when it comes into spending money. He always tells us, me and my older brother, to save. Since I have no older sister, I have to depend on my Mum's fashion style. She always turns me those hand-downs in which I find it gross and not-so my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/simple_skull_design_t_shirt-p2354855351002978583afy_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 237px; float: right; height: 227px;" alt="" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/simple_skull_design_t_shirt-p2354855351002978583afy_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since high school, I have loved &lt;strong&gt;skulls and anything related to any gothic stuffs&lt;/strong&gt;. Mum would always disapprove any clothing that has skull patterns. So, in order to fulfill my wants, I saved up my money to buy a skull-designed shirt. Mum was totally freaked out. She always tells me that skulls are for rebels and started asking &lt;em&gt;non-sense questions&lt;/em&gt; like I am becoming a rebel or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Those skull-designed things are mine to covet."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum was in total paranoia when she learned that my friends started to give me voodoo doll keychains, an American Blvd. skull-patterned pink bag, skull graphic tees and other related to skull materials. I think Mum has &lt;strong&gt;learned to accept&lt;/strong&gt; the way how I adored skull-designed things. Especially at my Chucks. I just love her expression. It was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm quitting my monologue. Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 421px; display: block; height: 292px;" alt="" src="http://www.photographytips.com.au/images/lolita-fashion-and-punk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realized that I am indeed a lady. What the hell am I saying? Surely &lt;strong&gt;I am a lady, both soul and body&lt;/strong&gt;. Since I entered college, my perception into clothes had changed. One day, I was looking through my closet. Acting all-bitchy when I couldn't find any dresses, leggings, vests, cardigans, stockings, skirts and shorts. Ugh, name it. I totally needed a &lt;strong&gt;closet make-over&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I learned to appreciate dresses thanks to one of my high school BFFs. If it weren't into her, I'd still be wearing jeans and a plain shirt &lt;em&gt;throughout all of my life&lt;/em&gt;. Okay, that was a bit exaggerated. Hey, I owed these things to her. She made me find for my &lt;em&gt;lost love&lt;/em&gt; in heels and dresses. Since then, &lt;strong&gt;my whole world started to change&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You should dress to impress other people. Don't be afraid to show your personality."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be continued.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagecache.allposters.com/images/pic/CAR/CO57-CO65%7EAudrey-Hepburn-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&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/8942167822720498533-4328435602914407302?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4328435602914407302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4328435602914407302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4328435602914407302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4328435602914407302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2010/04/uh-huh-fashionista.html' title='Uh-huh, Fashionista.'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7636416596488395471</id><published>2010-01-09T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:35:36.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FMA7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLS-CSB'/><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU MARIE FOR MAKING THIS ONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv244/zephyrbloom/ako-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 604px;" src="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv244/zephyrbloom/ako-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;. Go and ask Marie to make you your doodle version. Make her happy by giving off some dollars, alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-7636416596488395471?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7636416596488395471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7636416596488395471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7636416596488395471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7636416596488395471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you-marie-for-making-this-one.html' title='I LOVE YOU MARIE FOR MAKING THIS ONE!!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1248415352674632803</id><published>2009-12-31T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:30:41.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year-ender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>2009's ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2009 has been a very good year to me. Even though, I've tried to cope up and adjust every month. It helped me a lot to become to re-discover myself, my likes and dislikes, it helped me to meet my new friends, and adjusted to my new environment. Let me cite you my unforgettable experiences in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ideagirlconsulting.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/adam-lambert-sexy-leather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 360px;" src="http://ideagirlconsulting.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/adam-lambert-sexy-leather.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;American Idol Season 8's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;. Who could have ever forgotten this stage actor that shocked everyone with his performances? He took a great risk to dumbstruck the audience with his creative renditions, and also shocked the netizens regarding his controversial photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gofigures.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/boys-over-flowers-album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 237px;" src="http://www.gofigures.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/boys-over-flowers-album.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Over Flowers.&lt;/span&gt; This Korean drama adaptation of a Japanese manga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Yori Dango&lt;/span&gt;, surely became an instant hit across Asia. Of course, we all have this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; feeling between Koo Hye Sun (Geum Jan Di) and Lee Min Ho (Goo Jun Pyo). Girls surely fell in-love with SS501's leader, Kim Hyun Joong (Yoon Ji Hoo) and the baby-faced Kim Bum (So Yi Jung), who visited the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/04/48/8228440/1_988738724l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 250px;" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/04/48/8228440/1_988738724l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cory, di ka nag-iisa.&lt;/span&gt; The outpouring respect, admiration and greatfulness to the late President Corazon Aquino incited. To her life, her service to the Filipinos, and even to her death, it served as reawakening agent for our social conscience and what we are capable of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set?.out=jpg&amp;amp;id=GCt7xVkp3hGqsm2yKB7t0A&amp;amp;size=l"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 242px;" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set?.out=jpg&amp;amp;id=GCt7xVkp3hGqsm2yKB7t0A&amp;amp;size=l" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eighties (80's) Revival.&lt;/span&gt; My plain, boring wardrobe has changed drastically. From pastel-colored polo shirts, A-cut denim pants and sneakers to off-shoulder blouses, ripped off acid-washed jeans and high heels. Surely, you can't resist its loud colors, sparkly sequins, big hair and embellished accessories. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still need more stuff in my dresser. Feel free to donate. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2B5-zcQfI/AAAAAAAAASg/G8nK0DdztBk/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2B5-zcQfI/AAAAAAAAASg/G8nK0DdztBk/s400/DSC_0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632359535231474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FMA7&lt;/span&gt; is my block section. When I first arrived in college, I thought I'll be having a hard time to adjust and to cope with my new environment. These people who loves to hang-out and give surprise parties will deal with your ups and downs of life. I thank my block section for being there for me always, I miss you guys. Goodluck with our finals. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me copy your notes, please! I beg of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2D8jIZG1I/AAAAAAAAASo/zsrFu4I6yrI/s1600-h/diploma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2D8jIZG1I/AAAAAAAAASo/zsrFu4I6yrI/s400/diploma1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421634602669775698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2EklvSLHI/AAAAAAAAASw/HlCQnlNTFxQ/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2EklvSLHI/AAAAAAAAASw/HlCQnlNTFxQ/s400/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421635290564537458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cavite National Science High School Batch 2008-2009 Commencement Exercises. Yes, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;graduation&lt;/span&gt; year back in high school. We've been through the ups and downs and I met my BFFs, and even though we'll go into our separate ways to reach our dreams, we'll always stay in touch no matter what happens. After all, I cherished my high school life a lot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you Single Ladies and Sayanistas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.hds.com/bill/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/h1n1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 353px;" src="http://blogs.hds.com/bill/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/h1n1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Influenza A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H1N1 virus&lt;/span&gt;. Who could have thought that this pandemic flu reach the Philippines? This pandemic flu scared everyone and forced to take necessary precautions to all the people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3380/3602338553_060bfb5fc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 415px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3380/3602338553_060bfb5fc1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember the time when a student from De La Salle University - Manila got this sickness and thus suspended from having classes? It is the time wherein students from the said university and De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde took heavy precautions to suspend classes and extending their trimester calendars just to have their students to be safe. Other schools within Metro Manila has followed, thus, students seemed to enjoy their extended vacation from damn schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://finaramlee.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/wondergirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 207px;" src="http://finaramlee.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/wondergirls2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2LZEUwHwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/mIDVaCkpwwA/s1600-h/kpop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2LZEUwHwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/mIDVaCkpwwA/s400/kpop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421642789197717250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who could have ever forgotten Wonder Girls' Nobody? Yes, it became our LSS or Last Song Syndrome. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KPop&lt;/span&gt; or Korean Pop has truly invaded the Philippines! Yes, like an alien who seeks world invasion before domination. I learned to appreciate KPop since I got hooked with Big Bang, SHINee and KARA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cha, this is all your fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.optimiced.com/wp-uploads/2009/11/this-is-it-michael-jackson.640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 177px;" src="http://www.optimiced.com/wp-uploads/2009/11/this-is-it-michael-jackson.640.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, who could have ever forgotten the King of Pop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;? The world was shocked to know that their idol has already passed away despite that he'll be performing his final curtain call.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is it&lt;/span&gt; is a movie featuring his rehearsals for his supposed to be last concert showed his world-renowned talent captivated generations and glimpses of the real human behind the legacy of music and trappings for fame. (Meg Magazine December 2009-January 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ricelander.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/ondoy-flood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 297px;" src="http://ricelander.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/ondoy-flood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, we've also experienced &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ondoy and Pepeng&lt;/span&gt;'s wrath. Who could ever thought that a simple rain pour could overwhelm Metro Manila and other regions of Luzon? Many people died because of the flood but there are also who risked their lives to become a hero. The spirit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bayanihan&lt;/span&gt; has once again revived the Filipinos. Everyone wants to help, be a blessing to other people, and bring new hope to those who have lost everything. Charity works became a hit. Internet also proved its powers by encouraging people around the globe to donate what they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tiffylagman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/image1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 356px;" src="http://www.tiffylagman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/image1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who could have ever forgotten this Twitter account that accused the Filipino race? Proclaiming that Filipinos are useless monkeys that deserved to be washed away by flood. If ever this person reads this,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; please do not insult our race unless you wanted us to insult yours&lt;/span&gt;. Do not underestimate us Filipinos. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We, the Filipinos, build all of the countries including yours, bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2S478fIkI/AAAAAAAAATA/m-pI08t4lgc/s1600-h/bb_parallel_world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2S478fIkI/AAAAAAAAATA/m-pI08t4lgc/s400/bb_parallel_world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421651033285665346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It shocked me that my favorite Japanese visual-kei rock band, An Cafe, have released their final album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BB Parallel World&lt;/span&gt;, before going to an official hiatus. I really adored their powerful yet enchanting dance-rock songs. Miku made exemptional inspiring lyrics regarding their daily life and their love for the fans. I'll surely miss them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Cafe, please do come back soon! Come back before my 18th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gossipteen.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/twilight-cast_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://gossipteen.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/twilight-cast_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vampires&lt;/span&gt; are on the loose! Stephanie Meyer's Twilight Saga became a supermassive Hollywood film that surely made Twilight fans go crazy. Of course, we can't avoid other people too hate it due to its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overratedness&lt;/span&gt; and other stuff. But then, fangirls had formed teams for Bella like Team Edward and Team Jacob. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can we just have Team Taylor and Team Robert instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, 2009 has surely left us many memories. Let us welcome another year and spend many memories of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1248415352674632803?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1248415352674632803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1248415352674632803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1248415352674632803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1248415352674632803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009s-abc.html' title='2009&apos;s ABC'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sz2B5-zcQfI/AAAAAAAAASg/G8nK0DdztBk/s72-c/DSC_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7020936454401858943</id><published>2009-11-26T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T03:12:52.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice skate'/><title type='text'>I will not ice skate again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For once in my seventeen years of living in this Earth, I do not know how to ice skate. I am seriously thanking my blockmates for spending their fun time in teaching me the basics. I just can't get it. Yes, I know how to maintain my balance on ice, but when it comes to glide or slide, I just couldn't do it. I had to push myself to the wall in order to teach myself. It was fun to fall butt flat on ice, at least it gives implications that I try my best to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Look at my blockmates, I can see that they are perfectly enjoying themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SxuRPqE5zGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_WKMLiOhCk8/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SxuRPqE5zGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_WKMLiOhCk8/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412079075394702434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px; " /&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/8942167822720498533-7020936454401858943?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7020936454401858943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7020936454401858943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7020936454401858943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7020936454401858943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-not-ice-skate-again.html' title='I will not ice skate again'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SxuRPqE5zGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_WKMLiOhCk8/s72-c/DSC_0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4475072602750709061</id><published>2009-11-19T04:16:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T04:22:54.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a Disney Princess, I'd be MULAN</title><content type='html'>Cinderella:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One of your parents is dead&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are expected to do a lot of chores&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to dress up&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love animals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You waited patiently for your Prince Charming&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your mom is really strict&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have sisters who seem kind of jealous of you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’re afraid to speak your mind sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have left your shoes at a friend’s house before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve kissed someone your friends didn’t like&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve been lost in the forest&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to read&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are not shy at all, and not afraid to speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One of your family members is a bit weird&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have done volunteer work&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a wild imagination&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to take care of people in need&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You’ve had guys like you only because they think you’re pretty&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’ve rejected at least one person when they’ve asked you out&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your dad is very rich/important&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are very clever&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’ve been with someone way different from you - do friends count?? XD&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re unique and different from everyone else  - EVERYONE IS!!!&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’d never marry someone just because they were rich&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have set a lot of goals for yourself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don’t have a lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re independent&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are wealthy&lt;br /&gt;[x]Your parents try to control your life&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents expect a lot from you&lt;br /&gt;[x] You really try to follow the rules, but it’s hard for you&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You’re a bit of a trouble maker - Dunno. XD&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re the youngest in your family or in the last 2&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a lot of sisters&lt;br /&gt;[x] you collect something&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had long, hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had a pet fish&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re extremely curious&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You believe everything people tell you/you’re a bit gullible&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know that you’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sometimes it seems like your mom is jealous of you&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’ve almost been killed&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have at least seven good friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’ve had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had short hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get along with almost everyone&lt;br /&gt;[x] All of your friends are different&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re happier when you’re out of the house than in it&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulan:&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can be a tomboy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People wish you could be a bit more girly&lt;br /&gt;[x]You’ve pretended to be someone you’re not&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’ve had a physical fight with someone&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had considered running away from home&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents try to plan your life out&lt;br /&gt;[x] a lot of your friends are boys&lt;br /&gt;[x] You sometimes find yourself in bad situations&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love your family so much that you’d do anything to protect them&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You live/have lived with someone other than your parents&lt;br /&gt;[x] You almost died at a very young age&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are gentle, loving, and/or thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have a decent singing voice&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like to sleep in late on the weekends&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You spend most of your time outside&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’re adopted&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re very romantic&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pink is one of your favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas:&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to walk around and explore big cities&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are more spiritual than religious&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve been in an interracial relationship&lt;br /&gt;[x] One of your family members is dead (ex., mom, dad, gramps..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents are very protective of you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone you know has been in war&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love nature&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had black hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You would love to move somewhere exotic and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[x] You’re very adventurous&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the princess’s name that you got the most in and repost…if you have more than 1, play eeny meany myny moe with them until you get an answer and…&lt;br /&gt;Repost this as, If I were a Disney Princess, I’d be _____&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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term='kpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daesung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D-Lite'/><title type='text'>Korean Invasion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SvlVAuT0iJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1fr-CExQ1j8/s1600-h/IMG000068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SvlVAuT0iJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1fr-CExQ1j8/s320/IMG000068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402442698927147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am holding the Limited Edition of Big Bang's First Album. Since Korean music or KPop has dominated the Philippines, you could see other Korean groups like SNSD, SHINee and Super Junior are at Record Bars and Music Stores nationwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a story when I was about to buy the said album earlier. There were 2 college students, who were guys, who was looking at the Big Bang poster on the music store. Normal people would just ignore them since they were also trying to purchase an album. The thing is, they appear to be jocks. The worst part is, they were talking about stuffs how a fangirl sounds like. Maybe, it was my first time to see people who look like jocks complimenting how good Big Bang performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would notice that there are many Koreans here in the Philippines. I wonder why? While Filipinos aspire to go to other countries, like me, for example, has plans to go to Korea together with my family and cousins. I'll be bringing Cha over, since I know who much she loves Korea and Koreans. I'll tell that soon enough, or I'll be reporting that over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-3239024939424137642?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3239024939424137642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3239024939424137642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3239024939424137642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3239024939424137642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/11/korean-invasion.html' title='Korean Invasion!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SvlVAuT0iJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1fr-CExQ1j8/s72-c/IMG000068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8718674404925848192</id><published>2009-10-20T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T03:32:27.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Heartbreaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/St2Q9XDA_pI/AAAAAAAAARs/2BbO3XPwmMs/s1600-h/heartbroken.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before, I wished that I was a boy because I thought that they have many advantages. I thought boys were good in Mathematics, so that I could prove to my Trigonometry and Calculus teachers in high school that I could get an A+. I thought boys will not suffer anymore since they have to endure the pain once while girls have to endure the pain every month until they get menopause. I thought boys have a good sense of humor, so I wouldn’t carry on such boring conversations. I thought boys could snatch a girl that he likes anytime. But now, I am thankful that I am a girl since I wouldn’t carry on such heavy heartbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have this friend of mine who likes someone from my &lt;i style=""&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt;. He carries such meaningful conversations, interesting stories &amp;amp; a good sense of humor. I thought that she would deserve a guy somebody like him unlike her bastard ex-boyfriend. I do believe that a suitor should court the &lt;i style=""&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt; first since they will help him to find a way to get together. He did so, by starting off to me. I was surprised, and at the same time, amused since he has the guts to do that. I started to help him. The idea of helping him was unknown; it was out of this world. I just instantly agreed. Maybe, thinking that I would feel bad if I refuse him. So, I gathered the rest of the &lt;i style=""&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt; just to help him out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only bad thing when you and your &lt;i style=""&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt; don’t go to the same college is the lack of communication. You don’t have any updates since they won’t send you a text 24/7, they won’t call you 24/7 &amp;amp; visit your place 24/7. We just found out that, one day, she likes somebody else. Even though, she’s denying it. It’s written on her online journals that she sends hidden meanings to someone. I felt so useless. I couldn’t help my friend. But, instead of feeling down, I need to cheer ourselves. I told him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“it’s not yet the time to give up. Instead, you must try harder to make her realize your feelings for her. If she refuses you, that’s the time that you should look for someone else.”&lt;/span&gt; Am I right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m good when it comes to give advices to other people, but when it comes to mine, I’m dumb. I think that’s natural. You could see someone’s mistakes, but you cannot see yours. I have this principle that I need someone to tell me to keep going forward and where to stop. I can never tell, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &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/8942167822720498533-8718674404925848192?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8718674404925848192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8718674404925848192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8718674404925848192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8718674404925848192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/10/heartbreaker.html' title='Heartbreaker'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/St2Q9XDA_pI/AAAAAAAAARs/2BbO3XPwmMs/s72-c/heartbroken.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6273562288066749882</id><published>2009-10-20T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T03:19:38.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solving mystery'/><title type='text'>I am a Detective</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I like watching mystery films and anime such as Detective Conan. But, I don’t like solving since I’m no good when it comes into analyzing stuffs and thinking about the case. I have this homework (&lt;i style=""&gt;actually, it’s a seatwork&lt;/i&gt;) in COMSK1X (Communication Skills 1) that we need to catch the murderer and how the murder happened. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Problem:&lt;br /&gt;Alfred Jameson III, 67 years old, was found dead at his study room by 6 A.M. by Parker. The police believe that he was killed between 1:00 to 1:30 A.M. There were traces of mud footprints, size 10, were found outside the study window next to the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspects:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Margaret Jameson, 24, wife of Alfred&lt;br /&gt;John Jameson, 32, son of Alfred&lt;br /&gt;Neil Martin, 67, childhood friend and business partner&lt;br /&gt;Parker, 70, butler&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clues:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Alfred and Margaret had a dinner party starting at 8:30 P.M. The guests were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;John Jameson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;John’s wife, Janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Alfred’s business partner, Neil Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Margaret’s sister, Tabitha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Tabitha’s husband, Mark&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;At 10:30 P.M., Margaret went to bed saying that she had a headache. She says she took some medication for her headache that made her very sleepy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Earlier in the week, Alfred threatened to fire Parker after 30 years of service because he dropped an antique vase.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;John and Alfred argued after dinner. John and Janet left at about 11:00 P.M.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;John has a gambling problem and is in debt for over $500,000.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Neil “borrowed” $1,000,000 from the company and promised to pay it back six months ago, but still hasn’t returned the money.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;A knife from Alfred’s antique knife and weapons collection is missing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Margaret is pregnant. Alfred did not want any more children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Three months ago, Alfred threatened to take John out of his will if he didn’t stop gambling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Margaret and Alfred argued earlier in the week when Margaret found a letter to Alfred’s new girlfriend promising to divorce Margaret. Alfred promised to break up with his girlfriend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Two days ago, Alfred threatened to call the police if Neil didn’t pay the money back to the company.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;John returned at around 12:45 A.M. and threatened to kill his father.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;A pair of Alfred’s size 10 shoes was found in his closet, covered in mud that matched the dirt from outside the study window.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Parker has access to Alfred’s collection of antique knives and reported a knife missing two weeks ago.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Blood tests were done on everyone at the dinner party. No traces of medicine were found in Margaret’s bloodstream.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Parker saw Margaret in the kitchen at around 1:45 A.M., claiming she was hungry and couldn’t sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A little help will do, I guess?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6273562288066749882?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6273562288066749882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6273562288066749882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6273562288066749882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6273562288066749882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-detective.html' title='I am a Detective'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1077970192794475333</id><published>2009-10-18T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:24:44.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Cafe-Kei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jrockeventsusa.com/articles/ancafe09_interview.html"&gt;[link]&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/8942167822720498533-1077970192794475333?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1077970192794475333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1077970192794475333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1077970192794475333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1077970192794475333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/10/cafe-kei.html' title='An Cafe-Kei'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-9058515355211972129</id><published>2009-10-11T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:59:09.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embroidery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fetish'/><title type='text'>Needed to be done</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.needlework-tips-and-techniques.com/image-files/cutwork-embroidery-buttonhole-bars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I need everything of these to be done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;embroidery&lt;/strong&gt;. When I was back in elementary school, I suck at it but it was fun even though I have to endure bloody fingers every moment. I like how to follow those patterns, make stitches here and etc. I always feel that I need to make my own touch to everything, but I wasn't aware of it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beadingtimes.com/project0504/bandofflowers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.beadingtimes.com/project0504/bandofflowers1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just adore people who can do &lt;strong&gt;bead weaving&lt;/strong&gt;. I makes my jaw drop on the floor. I just can't help but to wonder if I can also do my own bracelets, necklaces, earrings, anklets, etc. with beads. Everytime I go to the school library, I always check out the crafts section. I'm so thankful that I go into an art college, so many resources.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom bought me earlier a magazine about bead weaving earlier in Fully Booked. I was so surprised that I wanted to do stuffs regarding with beads. Maybe it's because how I kept nagging her to go to Divisoria. Thanks mom!&lt;a href="http://www.stencil-maker.com/images/tshirt-stencil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.stencil-maker.com/images/tshirt-stencil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-shirt printing.&lt;/strong&gt; It's nice to have my very own designs to be put on my shirt. It gives me self-confidence to accept my whole being. Plus, my parents are very supportive since I plan to make this one a business. It's nice to have them give a separate amount for textile paints and stuff for me to experiment around (it's hard since it's self-teaching).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beadingtimes.com/project0504/bandofflowers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8942167822720498533-9058515355211972129?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/9058515355211972129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=9058515355211972129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/9058515355211972129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/9058515355211972129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/10/needed-to-be-done.html' title='Needed to be done'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6580550912407158886</id><published>2009-09-30T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:32:37.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seira tan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>Since my birthday's coming up, maybe you'll offer me a gift or whatsoever. Here, I'll give you ideas by presenting my wishlist up to this Christmas. (I accept gifts even on New Year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is not in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shreddingbetty.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/skullcandy_ti_tokidoki_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://shreddingbetty.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/skullcandy_ti_tokidoki_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skullcandy headset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jhizole.tk/"&gt;June&lt;/a&gt; made me remember that I needed to cramp up my savings for this baby. Urgh. I had too many things to save up. Would you mind to take one thing off by giving me a PINK, NEON GREEN, or YELLOW Skullcandy headset. It would be appreciated and I will give you something in return. So think of it as a trade, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.lesterchan.net/images/apple/ipod_nano_4g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 348px;" src="http://files.lesterchan.net/images/apple/ipod_nano_4g.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iPod Nano.&lt;/span&gt; No need to explain, do I? So I could carry An Cafe's music all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1F9aHx2X6g/SctGT8vi7CI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U50sv79XXuM/s400/sexpot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1F9aHx2X6g/SctGT8vi7CI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U50sv79XXuM/s400/sexpot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex Pot Revenge.&lt;/span&gt; If you want to think that I like An Cafe, I won't stop you. I'll support you if you bring them here &lt;s&gt;in my house, and Kanon to my bedroom&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cough*&lt;/span&gt; May it be a shirt, pants, jeans, neckties, caps, belts or whatsoever. I don't care as long as it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sex Pot Revenge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CT04YPQRL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 225px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CT04YPQRL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make-up kit.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I am becoming much of a lady so I need things to fix myself. You see, I'm very new here and it would be highly appreciated if you consider to give me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.tobi.com/files/product_color/main/122413/_DSC0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 414px;" src="http://assets.tobi.com/files/product_color/main/122413/_DSC0075.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bag with punk/flashy designs.&lt;/span&gt; I don't care if it's a shoulder or body bag as long as it has a punk design. Please don't buy backpacks. I am contented with my pink skull-themed American Blvd. backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(There's a clear/transparent shoulder bag in EGG, you could get that as an alternative for this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://komplettie.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/macbook-pro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 268px;" src="http://komplettie.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/macbook-pro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17-inch MacBook Pro.&lt;/span&gt; I've always wanted to have my own Mac ever since I entered college. I've heard that you could easily edit your photos using Apple's software. Plus, our pastor has been endorsing an Apple computer last week (I think he doesn't feel comfortable using PC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://foxkeh.jp/blog/2007/08/10/00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 209px;" src="http://foxkeh.jp/blog/2007/08/10/00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plush Toy.&lt;/span&gt; Any cute animal would do. Hey, I love these kind of things. You might think that I'm a kid that still play with dolls, go ahead and blackmail me. I don't care. You wouldn't understand how I feel safe and comforted with them. They are the bestest best friends that I could ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tokidoki-blog.com/images/earrings_punk_pins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 174px;" src="http://www.tokidoki-blog.com/images/earrings_punk_pins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earrings&lt;/span&gt; that are kind of weird or cute designs. I love earrings, I really do. I am planning to have a second ear piercing on both of my ears after November or on the third week of November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6580550912407158886?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6580550912407158886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6580550912407158886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6580550912407158886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6580550912407158886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/09/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H1F9aHx2X6g/SctGT8vi7CI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U50sv79XXuM/s72-c/sexpot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1210563311804719801</id><published>2009-09-29T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:02:16.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual kei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairstyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goddess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ulzzang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>What's with hairstyles?</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been watching too much &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hair tutorials&lt;/span&gt; on Youtube since I was planning to get a haircut. At first, I planned to maintain my original hairstyle. Watching the videos made me feel that I should kind of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;alter my style and at the same time, maintain my hair length&lt;/span&gt;. So, I've decided to look upon different hairstyles that most Asians do. I think that having a layered hair should have more volume and be defined with style (that's the spikes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SsHxdClsMlI/AAAAAAAAARc/jb8nqKy09ZU/s1600-h/asian+hairstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SsHxdClsMlI/AAAAAAAAARc/jb8nqKy09ZU/s320/asian+hairstyle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386852110525280850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I checked out the Japanese bands that I adore (namely, An Cafe and others), thinking that I could get some sort of styles since they are visual kei. I realized that I adored Hiroto of Alice Nine and Miku of An Cafe's hairstyles. They're freakin' awesome. The sweet part, when you decided to go for that visual kei look, it's unisex. So, you won't bother looking for a feminine hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the hairstyles, but also their make-up and clothes. I'm getting hooked. It's like I want to fill my closet like the ones that they're wear. Sex Pot Revenge is too expensive. So, I need to push through the business that I've thought. Looking at this video below, for example, I so badly want their clothes, especially Bou's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsZvyaJUx98"&gt;An Cafe - Wagamama Koushinkyouku&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SsH06uO8Q1I/AAAAAAAAARk/4IXmQq3cooQ/s1600-h/ancafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SsH06uO8Q1I/AAAAAAAAARk/4IXmQq3cooQ/s320/ancafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386855918992114514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Bou, the girl-look alike, is not in this band anymore.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bou, you are my inspiration. You have awaken my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1210563311804719801?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1210563311804719801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1210563311804719801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1210563311804719801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1210563311804719801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-with-hairstyles.html' title='What&apos;s with hairstyles?'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SsHxdClsMlI/AAAAAAAAARc/jb8nqKy09ZU/s72-c/asian+hairstyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-317558636663895129</id><published>2009-09-28T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:55:17.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plug'/><title type='text'>PLUGGING: Trisha's Art Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv244/zephyrbloom/plurklayie1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 144px;" src="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv244/zephyrbloom/plurklayie1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS IS ONLY TO BE USED BY DENISE. IF I CAUGHT YOU, I'LL RIP YOUR HEART OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my wonderful Plurk background layout, made by my blockmate, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trisha&lt;/span&gt;. She's freakin' awesome. Check out her art blog and deviantart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to have your personalized Plurk layout made by Trisha-sama? You can contact her via yours truly. She accepts cash via Western Union, G-Cash or BPI and not major credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trisha's Art Blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://mysocalledartblog.blogspot.com/"&gt; [link]&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/8942167822720498533-317558636663895129?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/317558636663895129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=317558636663895129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/317558636663895129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/317558636663895129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/09/plugging-trishas-art-blog.html' title='PLUGGING: Trisha&apos;s Art Blog'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2398139171969696611</id><published>2009-09-27T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:40:34.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='text messaging'/><title type='text'>You've got the wrong number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k408/joes_bby/iphone-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k408/joes_bby/iphone-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cellphones.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes, we try to express ourselves via text messaging. It is natural for us to have communication with other people using this device. But, do you ever wonder that we are abusing this technology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure everyone loves to text someone even they don't know them in person. I happened to one of those people who find text messaging very amusing when you share text messages with someone you really don't know. Before I knew it, I'll eventually get bored at them and stop sharing non-sense messages up to the point where I delete their numbers. Sadist, eh? Not quite. I think this is very normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[phone ringing - number unregistered]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S: Yes? May I know who's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U: You fucking bitch! How dare you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S: Excuse me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U: Bitch! How dare you seduce my husband! He's not your boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S: What the fuck do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U: You got my husband as your boyfriend! Admit it, you bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S: What the-?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U: Tell me, where do you live bitch! I'll fucking kill you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[puts headset down, not bothering to answer]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[continues to call the same number]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[does not bother to answer the phone]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have these suicidal people around? I really don't understand it. If they got some tricks up into sleeves, well it is not nice. If you want to bother people, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't give a damn about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And to you who accuse me that I'm claiming your husband as your boyfriend, I should have treated my girls into Starbucks already. Besides, I don't do relationships between text messages. It lowers my social ranking and dignity. Besides, only idiots do that nowadays. I don't know what fucking non-sense you are talking and accusing about me, and I don't fucking know you so leave my digits alone or I'll sue you until we both get to Hell. Damn you, motherfucker. Do you want to taste death with my own hands? Call me again, anytime if you want to.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-2398139171969696611?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2398139171969696611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2398139171969696611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2398139171969696611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2398139171969696611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/09/youve-got-wrong-number.html' title='You&apos;ve got the wrong number'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1928584598008549997</id><published>2009-09-21T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:41:36.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Bang'/><title type='text'>Gara gara GO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i951.photobucket.com/albums/ad358/BomiLovex3/Big%20Bang/lollipop-bigbang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 215px;" src="http://i951.photobucket.com/albums/ad358/BomiLovex3/Big%20Bang/lollipop-bigbang2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch Big Bang's&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ガラガラGO!! / ビッグバン&lt;/span&gt;here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDBOGihYl10"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROMANIZATIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know I gotta do it again, right?&lt;br /&gt;Aooooh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;B B Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh  Oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Take the party down! Oh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hot na natsu no  taiyou&lt;br /&gt;It’s about time hajimeyou&lt;br /&gt;Time to party here fo’ sho&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-13410"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take the  party down! Oh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Minna de asobi ni ikou&lt;br /&gt;Oretachi to come on let’s  go!&lt;br /&gt;Natsu daze party time dayo! oh! oh! oh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Soshite odore wo dance  floor&lt;br /&gt;Motto movin’ groovin’&lt;br /&gt;Ikashita party&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say B I G to the  BANG&lt;br /&gt;Sawagi ga asa made&lt;br /&gt;Just dance!&lt;br /&gt;Gara Gara Gara Go!&lt;br /&gt;Oretachi no  way&lt;br /&gt;La La La La La&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Odorina my sexy lady&lt;br /&gt;Moriagare  everybody&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! JUMP!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! JUMP!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Big  Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take the party  down! oh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mou mune ga hajikesou&lt;br /&gt;Oto ni notte ikou&lt;br /&gt;Ikeru toko made  ikou&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take the party down! Oh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Soba ni kite give me some  more&lt;br /&gt;Subete wo wasurechaou&lt;br /&gt;Come on and feel the rythm in ma  flow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Soshite koko de futari&lt;br /&gt;zutto bumpin’ shakin’&lt;br /&gt;odorou yo  honey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say B I G to the BANG&lt;br /&gt;Kore kara mada mada&lt;br /&gt;Just bang!&lt;br /&gt;Gara  Gara Gara Go!&lt;br /&gt;Oretachi to say&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Te wo agete my sexy  baby&lt;br /&gt;Koe dashite everybody&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! JUMP!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now  JUMP! JUMP!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang rocks  tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh (T.O.P.)&lt;br /&gt;T.O.P (Hey)&lt;br /&gt;My style, my  stage&lt;br /&gt;so fresh, so clean&lt;br /&gt;never falling, just ke-ke-keep it jumping&lt;br /&gt;see  her, get low&lt;br /&gt;long fall fo’ sho’&lt;br /&gt;she gon’ make it go bump bump bump&lt;br /&gt;so  let’s go ya’ll&lt;br /&gt;we gon’ let it all out tonight girl&lt;br /&gt;see the name T.O.P up  and nice girl&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows we up, they down&lt;br /&gt;so let me see you shake  shake that around&lt;br /&gt;It’s all sound bring the beat pump to the  speakers&lt;br /&gt;Man then meet the heart of the picture&lt;br /&gt;GD is neat in the flesh  top to bottom so freshly dressed&lt;br /&gt;I am here to get down&lt;br /&gt;Lose control take  hold of the sound&lt;br /&gt;Bring it o-o-o-offf the ground&lt;br /&gt;Big bang no doubt&lt;br /&gt;We  gon’ turn it out for sure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say B I G to the BANG&lt;br /&gt;Sawagi ga asa  made&lt;br /&gt;Just dance!&lt;br /&gt;Gara Gara Gara Go!&lt;br /&gt;Oretachi no way&lt;br /&gt;La La La La  La&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Odorina my sexy lady&lt;br /&gt;Moriagare everybody&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP!  JUMP!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! JUMP!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh  Oh&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh  Oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;————————–&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRANSLATIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know I gotta do it again, right?&lt;br /&gt;Aooooh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;B B Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh  Oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Take the party down! Oh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hot summer sun&lt;br /&gt;It’s about  time Let’s start!&lt;br /&gt;Time to party yeah fo sure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take the party down  oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With everybody let’s go play&lt;br /&gt;With us Come on and let’s go&lt;br /&gt;It’s  Summer! Party time now yo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And Dancing Dance Floor&lt;br /&gt;More Movin  Groovin&lt;br /&gt;Move the body&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say! B.I.G. to the BANG&lt;br /&gt;The uproar goes until  morning just bang!&lt;br /&gt;Gara Gara GO Our way&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dance My sexy lady&lt;br /&gt;Get  excited Everybody&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP!  JUMP!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! JUMP!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang rocks  tonight!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take the party down oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It feels like my chest is bursting  open&lt;br /&gt;Riding the sound, let’s go&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take the party down oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Come to  my side Give me some more&lt;br /&gt;I’ve forgotten everything oh&lt;br /&gt;come on now feel  the rhythm in my flow oh oh oh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And here, the two of us&lt;br /&gt;the whole time,  pumpin shakin&lt;br /&gt;Let’s dance honey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say! B.I.G. to the BANG&lt;br /&gt;still  coming just bang!&lt;br /&gt;Gara Gara GO! we say&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;Raise you hands  My sexy baby&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Make noise Everybody&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP!  JUMP!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! JUMP!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Big Bang rocks tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang rocks  tonight!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;T.O.P.&lt;br /&gt;My style My stage&lt;br /&gt;So fresh so clean&lt;br /&gt;Never  fallin&lt;br /&gt;Just ke-ke-keep it jumping&lt;br /&gt;See her get low_ fun for sure&lt;br /&gt;She can  make it go bump bump bump so let’s go&lt;br /&gt;yo Leave the radio on tonight  girl&lt;br /&gt;See the name T.O.P up in lights girl&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows we up they  down&lt;br /&gt;So let me see you shake shake that around&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s on&lt;br /&gt;Hear the  beat pump through the speakers&lt;br /&gt;_picture&lt;br /&gt;GD&lt;br /&gt;It’s me in the flesh&lt;br /&gt;Top  to the bottom, so freshly dressed&lt;br /&gt;I’m here to get down&lt;br /&gt;Lose control, take  hold of the sound&lt;br /&gt;Bring it up off of the ground Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;No doubt we can  turn it out for sure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;them them them beats yo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say! B.I.G. to the  BANG&lt;br /&gt;The uproar goes until morning just bang!&lt;br /&gt;Gara Gara GO Our way&lt;br /&gt;La  La La La La&lt;br /&gt;Dance My sexy lady&lt;br /&gt;Get excited Everybody&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP!  JUMP!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop now JUMP! 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Thinking that it would be too common, she added –ine to the word, and thus Angeline has been formed. Coming from the Greek origin, Angeline, is a diminutive of Angela which means messenger of the Gods. My mother is a religious person and thought that I would be one of the ways to communicate with God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My father disapproves of having Angeline only as my name. He looked through the magazine and saw Denise Richards, an American actress and former Fashion Model, who became famous in the late 1990s. Based on her childhood days, she was a “tomboy” by being the only girl in their baseball team. It explains a lot why I tend to act that I own more balls than my guy friends. My dad being a James Bond fan, Denise Richards appeared as a nuclear-physicist Christmas Jones in a 1999 James Bond film The World is Not Enough. She made appearances in Spin City, Two and a Half Men, Friends and Seinfield. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Basing on the name origin, the French word meant follower of Dionysius, Greek god of wine, the inspirer of ritual madness and ecstasy, known as Bacchus by the Romans. He is the patron deity of agriculture and theater. The divine mission of Dionysus was to mingle the music of the aulos (ancient Greek instrument) and to bring an end to care and worry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Talking about my common surname, Rivera, it is bestowed to a person who lives near a riverbank.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-4914414233552140979?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4914414233552140979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4914414233552140979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4914414233552140979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4914414233552140979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/09/name-origin.html' title='Name Origin'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3394446410216152340</id><published>2009-08-23T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T05:20:25.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jam legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar hero'/><title type='text'>Play like a Hero and be a Legend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss167/marshimelo/jamlegendperfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 712px; height: 583px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss167/marshimelo/jamlegendperfect.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jam Legend&lt;/span&gt; is like Guitar Hero, but it's a way better! It allows you to play on your computer like you're playing of your Guitar Hero or Rock Band. The only thing is, you'll use your keyboard or you can even use your apparatus in GH ang RB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why don't you give it a try? Tell me what you think afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.jamlegend.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-3394446410216152340?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3394446410216152340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3394446410216152340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3394446410216152340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3394446410216152340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/play-like-hero-and-be-legend.html' title='Play like a Hero and be a Legend!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-5458178239574023638</id><published>2009-08-16T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T07:49:45.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candy Magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CandyMag'/><title type='text'>Spot a Good Guy in 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to spot a good guy in 5 minutes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's responsible.&lt;/span&gt; You want a responsible guy. Trust me, you do. A guy who holds a leadership position or doesn't let his grades slip is the kind of guy who has his head on right. If it happens in school, it's very likely that the same attitude carries over into other aspects in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's passionate&lt;/span&gt;. Just because a guy is am average student with average grades doesn't mean he's not filled with bright ideas and passion for something. The topics he chooses to talk about are also clues to his character. If you see that he applies himself to something he feels strongly about, such as sports, arts, music and the like, chances are this guy has got substance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to spot a good guy in 5 days? In 5 weeks? In 5 months? Stop right there, girl. Grab an issue of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candy Magazine August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-5458178239574023638?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5458178239574023638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=5458178239574023638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5458178239574023638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5458178239574023638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/spot-good-guy-in-5.html' title='Spot a Good Guy in 5!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2952336143191380038</id><published>2009-08-16T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T07:06:47.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny pictures'/><title type='text'>Skateboarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SogOi9Wk3PI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mia3CjxN6Qg/s1600-h/258_540.jpg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SogOi9Wk3PI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mia3CjxN6Qg/s400/258_540.jpg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370558549386910962" 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/8942167822720498533-2952336143191380038?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2952336143191380038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2952336143191380038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2952336143191380038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2952336143191380038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/skateboarding.html' title='Skateboarding'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SogOi9Wk3PI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mia3CjxN6Qg/s72-c/258_540.jpg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6816296429585937260</id><published>2009-08-16T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T06:00:48.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><title type='text'>Overload Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i911.photobucket.com/albums/ac319/OoDont_Break_My_HeartoO/Icons%20and%20Sayings/Stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://i911.photobucket.com/albums/ac319/OoDont_Break_My_HeartoO/Icons%20and%20Sayings/Stress.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days made me stay longer in bed that usual. Yes, I've caught colds and major headaches. It's all because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;. I seriously hate life &lt;s&gt;for now&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my fellow blockmates who stumbled their way into my blog, let me cite you the things that we need to accomplish before taking up the most dreadful thing before we part this first semester: Finals Examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HISTORY:&lt;/span&gt; The scenic spots in the Philippines that we need to advertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NATSCA1 (FMA7-A):&lt;/span&gt; Ergonomic model of mouse &amp;amp; cellphone and its advertising materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POLIGOV: &lt;/span&gt;The assigned topic to your group that you need to make it as a scrapbook or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEONEPF:&lt;/span&gt; Aerobics Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIBSTUD:&lt;/span&gt; Any parable from the New Testament. Performing it live on class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FILIP11:&lt;/span&gt; 1) Talumpati; 2) Caricature of yourself after finishing ABMMA, what the hell will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang it! I still have to review for a &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long quiz in Algebra&lt;/s&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;written final exam for NATSCA1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate college life. I hate overloads.&lt;br /&gt;Can I pass all the requirements one week after submission? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I dreadfully miss high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6816296429585937260?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6816296429585937260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6816296429585937260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6816296429585937260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6816296429585937260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/overload-syndrome.html' title='Overload Syndrome'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i911.photobucket.com/albums/ac319/OoDont_Break_My_HeartoO/Icons%20and%20Sayings/th_Stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3859330098978800480</id><published>2009-08-15T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T06:05:57.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Endorsement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gmanews.tv/webpics/infotech/roxastwitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.gmanews.tv/webpics/infotech/roxastwitter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Soaxc-MeeYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ez30OYwJhBw/s1600-h/3219702_5095445aaf2146c33fb28b7f35dd0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Soaxc-MeeYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ez30OYwJhBw/s400/3219702_5095445aaf2146c33fb28b7f35dd0433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370174716975675778" 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/8942167822720498533-3859330098978800480?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3859330098978800480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3859330098978800480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3859330098978800480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3859330098978800480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/endorsement.html' title='Endorsement'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Soaxc-MeeYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ez30OYwJhBw/s72-c/3219702_5095445aaf2146c33fb28b7f35dd0433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-318311403424338828</id><published>2009-08-15T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:13:21.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignorance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramore'/><title type='text'>Ignorance is your new best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f314/sandstormatrix/paramore_breakers_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f314/sandstormatrix/paramore_breakers_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I'm a bad person, you don't like me&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll make my own way&lt;br /&gt;It's a circle, a mean cycle&lt;br /&gt;I can't excite you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Where's your gavel? Your jury?&lt;br /&gt;What's my offense this time?&lt;br /&gt;You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me&lt;br /&gt;Well sentence me to another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your sad songs&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel your pain&lt;br /&gt;When you swear it's all my fault&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;No, we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;No, well, we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We're the friends who stuck together,&lt;br /&gt;We wrote our names in blood,&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you can't accept that the change is good&lt;br /&gt;It's good, it's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you treat me just like another stranger&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nice to meet you, sir&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go,&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nice to meet you, sir&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go,&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best thing that could've happened;&lt;br /&gt;Any longer and I wouldn't have made it&lt;br /&gt;It's not a war, no, it's not a rapture&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a person, but you can't take it&lt;br /&gt;The same tricks that, that once fooled me&lt;br /&gt;They won't get you anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the same kid from your memory&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I can fend for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your sad songs&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel your pain&lt;br /&gt;When you swear it's all my fault&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;No, we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;No, well, we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we used to stick together,&lt;br /&gt;We wrote our names in blood,&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you can't accept that the change is good&lt;br /&gt;It's good, it's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you treat me just like another stranger&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nice to meet you, sir&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll go,&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nice to meet you, sir&lt;br /&gt;Well,I guess I'll go,&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you treat me just like another stranger&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nice to meet you, sir&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll go&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ypu treat me just like another stranger,&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nice to meet you, sir&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go,&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving Hayley's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hairstyle&lt;/span&gt; again. It reminds me of &lt;u&gt;Gwen Stefani&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watch the full preview of Paramore's new video, Ignorance, here: &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/paramore/427015/ignorance.jhtml"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-318311403424338828?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/318311403424338828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=318311403424338828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/318311403424338828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/318311403424338828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/ignorance-is-your-new-best-friend.html' title='Ignorance is your new best friend'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6837419624236911646</id><published>2009-08-05T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:31:51.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corazon Aquino'/><title type='text'>The ICON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i878.photobucket.com/albums/ab346/arvinn/Cory_Aquino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 437px;" src="http://i878.photobucket.com/albums/ab346/arvinn/Cory_Aquino.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will forever live in our hearts, Tita Cory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6837419624236911646?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6837419624236911646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6837419624236911646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6837419624236911646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6837419624236911646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/08/icon.html' title='The ICON'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7936700911601195857</id><published>2009-06-28T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:14:30.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sign</title><content type='html'>What does the week you were born tell about you?&lt;br /&gt;I will be sharing my result here. If you want to know your own result, you can always go into Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;You are really a loner by nature but you have wonderful social skills. Your knowledge about current events, fashions and matters concerning lifestyle are impressive. You are a very well liked individual that is often sought after to be a confidant and counselor. You inspire trust and people feel they can open their hearts to you. You can however be extremely sharp and critical. Emotional instability is a real problem for you, it can undermine your relationships making you prone to jealousy, irritation and possessiveness. You are an imaginative individual and tend to live in a fantasy land. You are fun loving and a good conversationalist. You often put the needs of friends and lovers before your own and sometimes slip into depression as a result. Strengths: Up to Date – Fair – Insightful Weaknesses: Complacent – Severe – Self Deceiving&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-7936700911601195857?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7936700911601195857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7936700911601195857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7936700911601195857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7936700911601195857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sign.html' title='My Sign'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1236741047966968942</id><published>2009-05-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:07:17.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLS-CSB'/><title type='text'>I HAVE SURVIVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm76/Chrissygig/I20Survived20Cancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm76/Chrissygig/I20Survived20Cancer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; survived&lt;/span&gt; the first day in De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde! Being an officially college student seems like I will be facing a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; whole new world&lt;/span&gt;. No longer I am from a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;province&lt;/span&gt;, I can boldly say that I am studying in one of the colleges within the Metropolis. I woke up early in the morning just to make sure I get everything ready: bag, clothes, shoes, make-up kit, etc. My classes start at 7:00 in the morning and will last up to 05:30 in the afternoon. Long breaks will be between them, so I didn't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School of Design and Arts &lt;/span&gt;(SDA) Campus, I didn't know where to go or what to do. My inner self has started panicking, but I tried my very best to remain calm and determine what to do. There were five elevators and some sophomores or higher years were like staring at me and they immediately know that I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freshman&lt;/span&gt;? I grabbed my cellphone and started sending messages to Rein and Kimpoi whether they're inside the room or whatsoever. I almost typed in, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get down here and fetch me!&lt;/span&gt;" Then, I noticed that there was a girl who was looking down at her cellphone then up to the elevator and back to her cellphone. I thought she was nervous or so. She asked me if I was a freshmen and asked if we could go up to the elevator together. I agreed since I didn't know also what to do. Luckily, she was going to the same floor, 9th floor, and her room assignment is right beside mine. As we parted our ways, I sat in my room as quietly as possible. Then, met up with Kimpoi and a later on, Algebra has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of boring when we had our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 hour and 20 minutes&lt;/span&gt; break. We stayed on the cafeteria for a long time and didn't know where to go or what to do. Afterwards, we went back to the 9th floor and decided to sit on the floor near our next room to held our History class. After that class, we went immediately to the next room to attend Filip11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunchtime, I didn't go with my other blockmates since there was an emergency. I went back to my dormitory to check what was happening. There were only paperworks and ta-da! It's done! I would like to ask my blockmates where are they but I decided to stay and sleep for a few hours since I'm spening almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt; of break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the college around 2:15 in the afternoon, I went to the 7th floor to attend my NATSCA1 class. My block was divided into two sections. While waiting for the professor to arrive, I got a chance to know my other blockmates and it's nice to know them. Then, there was a total mix-up of professors. Our "supposed-to-be" professor for this class went into the other section and started teaching. The other professor had no choice but to teach us. That was way weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have survived the first day of classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1236741047966968942?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1236741047966968942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1236741047966968942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1236741047966968942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1236741047966968942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-survived.html' title='I HAVE SURVIVED!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8247774076563924445</id><published>2009-05-11T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:27:53.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frosh Orientation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLS-CSB'/><title type='text'>A warm welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SjYXrrpibtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oA4YAbz2nyc/s1600-h/DLS-CSB_Seal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SjYXrrpibtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oA4YAbz2nyc/s320/DLS-CSB_Seal.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347487646767804114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Doing things extraordinarily well"&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is the slogan that was embarked on our minds when we stepped into &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde&lt;/span&gt; Frosh Orientation Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with video presentations on the Amphitheater. We were seated accordingly to our block. I belonged to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FMA7&lt;/span&gt;. In case you're wondering, I have decided to take up Bachelor of Arts in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multimedia Arts&lt;/span&gt; (ABMMA) . I have attended the orientation for ABMMA since that was the schedule indicated on the things CSB has provided during the confirmation of slots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening and watching all of the presentations, we went to the assigned classrooms according to block sections. Well, it was kind of awkward since you don't know anybody unless you're with someone from the same high school as you are. If you're lucky, the same block as you are. I was very quiet since I really don't know anyone. Good thing, the presentors prepared something that will have you at least know someone from your block section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing, we introduced ourselves. Like we stood in front of everyone and say our whole names, nicknames, which high school we came into and a little fact about ourselves. I was kinda timid because I was being overwhelmed by my shyness. Then, there was a boy who told everyone that he can dance Soulja Boy. To lessen the tension, the seniors told him to dance in front of everyone in which he really did it. Thus, he was now named "Soulja Boy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played sushi roll, wherein you must hold hands with two other persons on each side and start to jump around. Yes, it was a hell lot of fun but it really made me break a sweat. After playing, they explained the school rules and regulations. Like what to wear, what to bring, the do's and do not's, The LaSallian Prayer and Hymn. They even showed us a video titled "I'd rather be green than be blue", go ahead Youtube it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a chance to sit-in with my blockmates to get to know each other within 2 minutes or less, so that in the first day of classes, we won't be awkward with each other. I was rather the 'I'll-answer-your-every-question-but-I-don't-have-any-questions-to-ask-you' type. I was asking the same questions thrown at me, but sometimes I tried to initiate the conversation since sometimes we're both shy to start asking. I haven't met everyone, unfortunately. But, I'm looking forward to meet everyone when classes start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the orientation, we held a campus tour only on the Taft Campus (Main Building) which we all believed that we must be toured on our building since we'll be having our classes on the other building. I was getting confused with every hallway since it seems like they're all the same. Afterwards, we all went to the basketball court to watch the pep squad. As we are about to go home, we had some picture taking moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Starbucks beside the college together with Rein, the first person I've met within my blockmates, and everyone else which I immediately forgotten their names. I am not good with remembering names. Since the said coffee shop cannot accomodate any more costumers, we all decided to go to Tokyo Tokyo which is also right beside Starbucks. There, we all mentioned our names once again and a moment of awkward silence. Good thing, Kimpoi broke the silence and he got everyone's cellphone numbers. We were around five at that time, and if I am not mistaken remembering their names, they are Chasa, Rein, Kimpoi, Dey and me. We bid our goodbyes when it's the time to depart. We shall see each other on our first day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8247774076563924445?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8247774076563924445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8247774076563924445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8247774076563924445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8247774076563924445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/warm-welcome.html' title='A warm welcome'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SjYXrrpibtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oA4YAbz2nyc/s72-c/DLS-CSB_Seal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-5923633182343460603</id><published>2009-05-09T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:02:13.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i530.photobucket.com/albums/dd346/CavCafe/mothersday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 129px;" src="http://i530.photobucket.com/albums/dd346/CavCafe/mothersday.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have ever thought of giving a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bouquet&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt; to your mom to appreciate of whatever she has done everything to you? Well, you should give her something. You are obligated to do so. After all, she did all her best to make you of what as your are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time when she spent her sleeping hours just to make you happy and contented? Remember the time she always divert all of her attention to take care of your needs? Now is the time to pay her back of all the things she has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a letter, give her a bouquet, sing a song, spend quality time with her. She'll be delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Mothers in the world, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I thought my daughter, Gen, would forget to greet me. (LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-5923633182343460603?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5923633182343460603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=5923633182343460603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5923633182343460603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5923633182343460603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7174790671557434922</id><published>2009-05-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:12:08.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><title type='text'>The secret behind my name</title><content type='html'>This is only applicable in &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;. If you have an account right there, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/s.php?ref=search&amp;amp;init=q&amp;amp;q=denise%20rivera&amp;amp;sid=d2efaa416907c26ea71cf4292f1e5f8d"&gt;add me up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D : &lt;/b&gt;You have trouble trusting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E : &lt;/b&gt;You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N : &lt;/b&gt;You like to work, but you always want a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I : &lt;/b&gt;You are always smiling and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S : &lt;/b&gt;You are very broad-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E : &lt;/b&gt;You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N : &lt;/b&gt;You like to work, but you always want a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G : &lt;/b&gt;You have excellent ways of viewing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E : &lt;/b&gt;You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L : &lt;/b&gt;Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I : &lt;/b&gt;You are always smiling and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N : &lt;/b&gt;You like to work, but you always want a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E : &lt;/b&gt;You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D : &lt;/b&gt;You have trouble trusting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E : &lt;/b&gt;You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L : &lt;/b&gt;Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C : &lt;/b&gt;You definitely have a partier side in you, don't be shy to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R : &lt;/b&gt;You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;U : &lt;/b&gt;You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Z : &lt;/b&gt;You're always fighting with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R : &lt;/b&gt;You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I : &lt;/b&gt;You are always smiling and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V : &lt;/b&gt;You have a very good physique and looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E : &lt;/b&gt;You are a very exciting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R : &lt;/b&gt;You are a social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : &lt;/b&gt;You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have trouble trusting people. You are a very exciting person. You like to work, but you always want a break. You are always smiling and making others smile. You are very broad-minded. You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind. You have excellent ways of viewing people. Love is something you deeply believe in. You definitely have a partier side in you, don't be shy to show it. You are a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;social butterfly&lt;/span&gt;. You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards. You're always fighting with someone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have a very good physique and looks.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me dream, bitch&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-7174790671557434922?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7174790671557434922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7174790671557434922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7174790671557434922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7174790671557434922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-behind-my-name.html' title='The secret behind my name'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7851913813718964772</id><published>2009-05-08T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:15:37.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Bang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandara Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2EN1'/><title type='text'>Korean Music - Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRFxd29qMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6cf5OUXDz7k/s1600-h/ff22gth044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRFxd29qMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6cf5OUXDz7k/s320/ff22gth044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333464574844577986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe on what I saw. Being on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plurk&lt;/span&gt; has made me discover and accept new things, and one of that is appreciating Big Bang's music. At first, I don't like Big Bang's music and started to wonder why many people started to like and sway into their groove. When I was way back in Crunchyroll, I also wondered why people liked DBSK, Big Bang and Wonder Girls' music. Thanks to Plurk, I learned to appreciate them and I'm starting to get addicted with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRJlGUbCUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kqMgWzWgR1o/s1600-h/video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRJlGUbCUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kqMgWzWgR1o/s320/video.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333468760413768002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsy_m6xk1xw"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsy_m6xk1xw"&gt; feat. 2EN1 - Lollipop MV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what? In that video, there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandara Park&lt;/span&gt;. You've heard it. She looked way too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stunning&lt;/span&gt; in her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new career&lt;/span&gt; there in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korea&lt;/span&gt;. In my opinion, it's better for her to stay in her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;home country&lt;/span&gt; than to have useless careers here. Actually, her career roles here in the Philippines are nothing compared to her career in Korea. She was renowned as the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pambansang Krung-krung ng Pilipinas&lt;/span&gt;" when she joined Star Circle Quest Teens. Go for it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt;! I knew from the start that you'll have big opportunities inside and even bigger outside the country.&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/8942167822720498533-7851913813718964772?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7851913813718964772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7851913813718964772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7851913813718964772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7851913813718964772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/korean-music-appreciation.html' title='Korean Music - Appreciation'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRFxd29qMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6cf5OUXDz7k/s72-c/ff22gth044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3169604848997353917</id><published>2009-05-07T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:27:57.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FRESH Jumpstart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAIN&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, we are now in a rainy season. There will be cases wherein there are flash floods, plagues, and pollution problems everywhere. Adding up the bad thing, it indicates that school will be starting soon. Summer's over kiddos, stay indoors or you'll end up getting drenched up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've used this summer to prepare myself, physically, mentally and socially, to myself exposed to the real world. I made so much fun with these past few days with my family and other friends. Truly, life changes every phase. You take it step by step and you've already reached your goal without realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLjx2h_8tI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fvMurAJKzeo/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLjx2h_8tI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fvMurAJKzeo/s320/DSC00338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333075354351301330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;graduating&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLkPG0y4qI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ozohv0b0R8I/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLkPG0y4qI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ozohv0b0R8I/s320/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333075856941310626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and attending summer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camps&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLk2wbIV-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/2OjQkxek-Zk/s1600-h/animobenilde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLk2wbIV-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/2OjQkxek-Zk/s320/animobenilde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076538122852322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now, preparing to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This is a fresh&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jumpstart&lt;/span&gt; to my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 5, 2009&lt;/span&gt;, I enrolled as a new student in De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde holding the Bachelor's Degree in Multimedia Arts. Now, I have the right to call myself as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;BENILDEAN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animo Benilde!&lt;/span&gt; Many new students, like me, and transferees are there also to enroll to the same degree program as I have, as well as others who chose Architecture and Animation as their degree programs. I have my mom to tag along with me, since I'm not yet familiar to the new world I'm facing into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents had made all the necessary preparations. All that's left are the clothes, bags and shoes that I need when I start schooling. Also, moving in to Manila before or on May 19 to mentally prepare myself for the new environment. Oh, my classes will start on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 20&lt;/span&gt;. Hope I could make friends easily with my block section, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FMA7&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reaching for new and higher expectations. I am hoping to cope with the changes with my new environment, new school and new set of friends I will be hanging with. A jumpstart of life!&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/8942167822720498533-3169604848997353917?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3169604848997353917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3169604848997353917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3169604848997353917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3169604848997353917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresh-jumpstart.html' title='A FRESH Jumpstart!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgLjx2h_8tI/AAAAAAAAAOM/fvMurAJKzeo/s72-c/DSC00338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4943321599859556263</id><published>2009-04-20T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:40:03.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='info'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webmistress'/><title type='text'>Information: UNCLOSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgL3vWOwv0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/NgIuKIr5Cb4/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgL3vWOwv0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/NgIuKIr5Cb4/s320/edit1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333097301553495874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Denise Rivera&lt;/span&gt;, living on this earth for around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seventeen&lt;/span&gt; years. I blow my candles on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 7&lt;/span&gt;, which is under the astrological sign of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Libra&lt;/span&gt;. I currently reside in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;, Philippines but I grew up in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cavite&lt;/span&gt;, Philippines. I am currently a first year college student in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde&lt;/span&gt; taking up Bachelor of Arts in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multimedia Arts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family consists of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;, who's always there to support me all the way. My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;, who is super protective of me and cooks the best dishes for me (I sure miss her cooking. Mom, wait for my arrival back in our province!). My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;older brother&lt;/span&gt;, who is currently studying Bachelor of Music in Christian Arts major in Classical Guitar at a university. And our&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dogs&lt;/span&gt;, Yumi and Stan, who always jumps like they're idiots whenever they see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;. I have been a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self-proclaimed otaku&lt;/span&gt; ever since I was introduced to it. That's why I have this craving to attend conventions, buy mangas, action figures, dolls, plush toys, bags, and other merchandises. Whenever I have a stable source of money, I shall try to do cosplaying for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;graphic designing&lt;/span&gt;. I've always wanted to design something out of my talents and tell it to the world through cyberspace. Also, I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt; romance novels, short one-shot stories and mangas. It gives me a good reason to kill boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt; doesn't even like me in the first place, unlike my older brother, but I have some favorites even though I'm not an avid fan of music. I like visual art better. I like listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese Pop&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese Rock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visual Kei bands&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modern Pop&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock n' Roll&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Screamo&lt;/span&gt;. Mostly in my iPod are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anime OSTs&lt;/span&gt; and music from Visual Kei bands. In television, I only enjoy watching&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; reality shows&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comedy shows&lt;/span&gt;. I am not an avid moviegoer, so don't bother asking me about movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am perfectly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my own way&lt;/span&gt;. I am not a retard, a nerd, a jerk, a pain in the ass or something like that. I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talkative in a way&lt;/span&gt; that some people don't like me and some people do. I am not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show-off&lt;/span&gt; or an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;egoistical&lt;/span&gt; person. It's better to know me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in person&lt;/span&gt; or trying to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;approach me&lt;/span&gt; would be the best thing to put your impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love, I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; as of now and don't mind if someone tries to spirit me away. I like a guy that a has a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good sense of humor&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gentleman&lt;/span&gt;. I hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;egoistical bastards&lt;/span&gt;. They irritate the hell out of my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CASE CLOSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-4943321599859556263?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4943321599859556263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4943321599859556263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4943321599859556263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4943321599859556263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/information-unclosed.html' title='Information: UNCLOSED'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgL3vWOwv0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/NgIuKIr5Cb4/s72-c/edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2287168067162407945</id><published>2009-04-16T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:52:55.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLS-CSB'/><title type='text'>The results of my labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRPZvmLLmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mnLMKzdtQXc/s1600-h/DLS-CSB_Seal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRPZvmLLmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mnLMKzdtQXc/s320/DLS-CSB_Seal.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333475162405416546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 16, 2009. &lt;/span&gt;The date wherein I'll know the results of my entrance examination in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde&lt;/span&gt;. To tell you the truth, I am very nervous. I am planning to take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asia Pacific College&lt;/span&gt; entrance examination by today after seeing my results. I only realized that I wanted a Bachelor's Degree in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arts&lt;/span&gt; and not in Science. NCAE results is the one blamed for my eccentric behavior about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in DLS-CSB together with my mom. We sat on the lobby for almost 45 minutes. For me, I wasn't very confident about passing the exam since I was really bothered with my Mathematics subtest. I told you before that thing wasn't finished and some of the items were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guessed&lt;/span&gt; and had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15-20 items&lt;/span&gt; left blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, a representative from the Admissions Center called my name. I was forcing myself to stand up steadily and walk towards her to claim my letter. I smiled as hardly as I could and accepted the letter. As I approached my mom, I told her to hurry up since I will be taking Asia Paicific College. I don't have the confidence to pass the exam. But, my mom was so damn persistent. She had forced me to sat down and relax. We carefully opened my status letter and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dramatically&lt;/span&gt; peeped inside the letter. I was surprised to see a phrase with bold letters. I decided to take it out of the envelope and read it, and much to our surprise, I passed the exam. I passed my first choice of course: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bachelor of Arts in Multimedia Arts&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, I was so damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we hopped into our car, my mom asked me if we should rush to Makati and take Asia Pacific College entrance examination. It didn't gave me a minute to think. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I should enroll in that college,&lt;/span&gt; mom", I said, "after all, it's near to Cathedral of Praise and you wouldn't allow me to go to Makati because of the damn shopping malls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By tomorrow, I should confirm my slot or else I won't be able to enroll there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-2287168067162407945?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2287168067162407945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2287168067162407945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2287168067162407945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2287168067162407945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/04/results-of-my-labor.html' title='The results of my labor'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgRPZvmLLmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mnLMKzdtQXc/s72-c/DLS-CSB_Seal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2587576891385034909</id><published>2009-04-10T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:06:42.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Long wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sd8yvtnAlmI/AAAAAAAAANY/BlNHaAyMKuQ/s1600-h/Summer-Dancing-Teddy-Bear.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 55px; height: 61px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sd8yvtnAlmI/AAAAAAAAANY/BlNHaAyMKuQ/s400/Summer-Dancing-Teddy-Bear.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323029079853667938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I last updated this site. I was too pre-occupied with things I wanted to do with my summer vacation. I want to attend some seminars, learn to play the violin again, learning Photoshop basics, going to camps and swimming escapades and many much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go and try shopping on my own stuffs. I want to go and seek the real world. As much as possible, I am trying to save every peso that I have so could go and shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending my internet time with Plurk. I enjoy sharing my thought in every minute. It's not bad to rant about things or brag about the things you like. As long as you have fun and find people who shares the same interests as you are, then it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incoming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 27-29, 2009&lt;/span&gt;, I'll be going to Antipolo City, Rizal to held out the summer camp organized by the Youth Department of Cathedral of Praise. It's called Passion since we thirst for the Living God and Him alone. I was kinda sad when I was to go there all by myself, but I'm hoping to meet new friends and co-first timers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-2587576891385034909?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2587576891385034909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2587576891385034909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2587576891385034909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2587576891385034909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-wait.html' title='Long wait'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sd8yvtnAlmI/AAAAAAAAANY/BlNHaAyMKuQ/s72-c/Summer-Dancing-Teddy-Bear.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4452256223119097409</id><published>2009-03-31T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:40:38.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school life'/><title type='text'>And we'll meet a whole new world</title><content type='html'>Spending a part of your life in high was really fun. I met people who were strangers at first, and some of them became a part of my circle and some of them became my haters (which I absolutely ignore since we have no ties). Years full of happiness, sorrow and a lot of cramming in homework. Four years of great, fun-filled experiences that were cherished and it's kind to say that I have to leave my dear Alma Mater to face a bigger world: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the world of reality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graduation Day.&lt;/span&gt; It makes me feel sad about it. Leaving behind my Alma Mater, the people who entered my social circle, the people who made my existence reasonable, the people who helped me to stand on my own feet. I had arrived at this point of life that there is a need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, it is hard, but we need to depart in order to move on. Facing new challenges without the friends will prove that you are indeed capable of standing within your own feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sf2LYv5BJVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-aT7yLKJh9k/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sf2LYv5BJVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-aT7yLKJh9k/s320/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331570791165273426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this on the freshmen bulletin board. It made me cry. Even though, you only think that it's nothing. To me, it has been the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fruit&lt;/span&gt; of my hard work spent in high school. I was moved into tears but I tried to restrain myself to keep the tears from flowing. After all, that moment will be reserved up to the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one hot afternoon when we got ourselves prepared. I especially wanted to make my hair look have volume, so the hairdresser decided to curl it. I was at my classmate's house when I was preparing. Applying light make-up, and we're all set to our awaited day. As we set foot upon the venue, I noticed that my batchmates were going all crazy. They were nervous as hell. Yep, I do feel nervous and at the same time, excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgOxO3CUnaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OvvKQalQCMw/s1600-h/purikuraedi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgOxO3CUnaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OvvKQalQCMw/s320/purikuraedi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333301252586773922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of receiving diplomas and awards. Listening to the addresses. Enjoying every last moment that you had with the whole batch, especially to your classmates and friends. You'll surely miss everything and made you reminisce all those silly things that you've done for the past years. You wouldn't believe yourself that you really made it. You would have to look on your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diploma&lt;/span&gt; over and over again to had it register on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will settle to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different courses&lt;/span&gt;, into different colleges and universities and into different places. We will all face a whole new different world. Again, we shall start from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basics&lt;/span&gt;.  Hopefully, we can all adjust to the new world we'll be facing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgO3sos0mLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IRxPFEfvywk/s1600-h/gradcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgO3sos0mLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IRxPFEfvywk/s320/gradcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333308361204340914" 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/8942167822720498533-4452256223119097409?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4452256223119097409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4452256223119097409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4452256223119097409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4452256223119097409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-well-meet-whole-new-world.html' title='And we&apos;ll meet a whole new world'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sf2LYv5BJVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-aT7yLKJh9k/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1579094507831224795</id><published>2009-03-15T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:28:05.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de la salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college of saint benilde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSB'/><title type='text'>DLS-CSB Blazing Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgMTzRAtwpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/T2q9MnOq340/s1600-h/DLS-CSB_Seal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgMTzRAtwpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/T2q9MnOq340/s320/DLS-CSB_Seal.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333128155197457042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde&lt;/span&gt; is a member De La Salle Philippines, which compromised of 17 schools here in the Philippines. It is a private Catholic college located right in front of De La Salle University - Manila in Taft Avenue, Malate, Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied as a late applicant for the entrance examination, and because of that I have to abide in their rules and regulations regarding on my case. I signed a contract that I, as a late applicant, will not complain on their test results but also on the availability of the slots. I had my classmates, Tin-Anne and Gerlyn with her mom, to accompany me. Since they will also pass their application forms to Adamson University which I had to think it over if I'm going to pass mine, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the scheduled test date. It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 15&lt;/span&gt;. A night before that was my Junior-Senior Promenade, a night that surely I want to spend up until morning. Hell no, I am in my testing area early in the morning to take the stupid entrance exam. I am very convinced that those foreign students made my blood boil since I woke up into a very bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered my test room, it was freezing fuckin' cold. Good thing, I brought a jacket which was indicated on the reminders. I had a slight headache at the time I was taking up the English subtest. My sleep only lasted for 4 hours and I can't stand that. I am used sleeping only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 hours&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; 4 hours or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the hard part. The Mathematics subtest. I quite remembered on DLSU-M's entrance test, most of them are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trigonometry and Geometry&lt;/span&gt;. Here in DLS-CSB, there a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Business Mathematics&lt;/span&gt; here. The problem is, I haven't took that as an elective on my sophomore level in high school. I really regret having Botany as my Elective subject back then. As time finishes, I haven't got the chance to answer 15-20 last questions of the subtest. Since then, I started praying to God to have me pass that damn exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the fast round. If you're familiar with visual representations during exams, you'll have to answer around 30 items of those things within only 8 minutes. At first, I started to panic. I shaded every circle I think would be the best answer. When I had 2 minutes to spare, I started reviewing my answers and most of them are wrong. I immediately grabbed my eraser and repeated them all over again. Good thing, I made it at time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're planning to take their entrance exams in the future, why not follow some of my tips? It wouldn't harm you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jacket/sweater&lt;/span&gt; and make sure you're wearing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pants&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;. 'Coz it's damn cold inside their rooms more than DLSU-M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Again, don't bother to bring snacks to eat. You'll be only given a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15-minute break&lt;/span&gt; only to be used for restroom purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Luckily, there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no essay writing&lt;/span&gt; in DLS-CSB. Though, you have to look carefully at those damn visual representations. It can make you go dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have your pencils &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sharpened&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relaxed&lt;/span&gt; while taking up the exam. Don't mind other people sneezing, coughing or whatsoever. Just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;concentrate and relax&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pursuade one of your classmates to take the entrance exam, too. As for my case, I haven't pursuaded anyone and I'm alone. I spent my remaining 5-minute break texting with Gerlyn. Make sure you're subscribed to unlimited services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope I can pass this exam, too!&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I wanted an Art course. I blame my NCAE results for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Asia Pacific College in Makati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1579094507831224795?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1579094507831224795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1579094507831224795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1579094507831224795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1579094507831224795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/dls-csb-blazing-experience.html' title='DLS-CSB Blazing Experience'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SgMTzRAtwpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/T2q9MnOq340/s72-c/DLS-CSB_Seal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8484172232894986743</id><published>2009-03-14T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:06:02.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JS Prom'/><title type='text'>Junior-Senior Promenade</title><content type='html'>It was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hell&lt;/span&gt; of a night. As Cinderella leaves the castle before the clock strikes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twelve&lt;/span&gt;, her Prince picked up her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;glass slipper&lt;/span&gt; and started to search for his princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Gerlyn's house after lunch to had my hair and make-up fixed since she knows a hairdresser and make-up artist who lives near her place. I was very frustrated with my nails since I wanted to apply French tips on it, but there's no more time. The program will start at exact &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:00 in the evening&lt;/span&gt; and my hair is not yet done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser has started to work her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; upon me, like every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fairy grandmother&lt;/span&gt; would do to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heroine&lt;/span&gt;. There were a lot of pins and hairspraying done to my hair. I pity it now. Since my hair is shoulder-length and layered, it was hard to think of a good hairstyle at first. But she managed to do something out of my hair style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing to the hair styling, she proceeded to my face. Yes, it was make-up. She applied foundation unto my face and let her do her tricks. While I was watching a classic movie in the television since I was very bored. As soon as she finished applying everything, I looked upon myself in a mirror and was surprised on how good she was able to apply make-up. I hoped that I could &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt; to wear and apply make-up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, we had arrived in the venue. It wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; magical like what Cinderella described. But I was amazed to the effort that the faculty has made to make the plain, boring hall would have a different aura just for the said event. The lights were dimmed, and the Cinderella's fairy tale story begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of dancing and merrymaking. I hoped that I could spend the night with everyone, but fairygodmother's magic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only works&lt;/span&gt; up to twelve midnight. I had to prepare myself physically and mentally because tomorrow will be my entrance exam in DLS-CSB. So, I was forced to go home &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;. Thus, Cinderella has immediately left the castle grounds quietly at once. I only informed my close friends that I will be departing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was informed that Tin-Anne and Aaron were the Prom King and Queen of the night, Eugene and Gerlyn as Senior Sweethearts, Ervin had the best in suit while Serene as best in gown and Rubel as the Head Turner of the night. I am happy for them to receive those awards. Too bad, I wasn't there to witness the awarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prom will last up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:00 in the morning&lt;/span&gt;, which I do believe I already awake by that time. I've received a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;newsfeed&lt;/span&gt; that he's actually spotting me if I was still there. You're too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt; my Prince, my fairygrandmother has taken me away before you knew that I am an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;examinee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I experienced having a Promenade. That's what all it matters.&lt;br /&gt;I have a big day ahead of me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde&lt;/span&gt;, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8484172232894986743?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8484172232894986743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8484172232894986743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8484172232894986743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8484172232894986743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/03/junior-senior-promenade.html' title='Junior-Senior Promenade'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8820579645836041250</id><published>2009-03-13T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:19:15.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E-mail address:&lt;/span&gt; intoxifiedvanity@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yahoo Messenger:&lt;/span&gt; shadow_assassin16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Windows Live Messenger:&lt;/span&gt; queztre.16@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cellphone Number:&lt;/span&gt; want to be textmates with me? send me an e-mail or PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mailing Address:&lt;/span&gt; want to send me something? send me an e-mail or PM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8820579645836041250?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8820579645836041250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8820579645836041250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8820579645836041250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8820579645836041250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/call-me.html' title='Call me?'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-214030655367494371</id><published>2009-03-12T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:39:31.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAQs'/><title type='text'>Frequently Asked Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is Seira Tan your real name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. It's Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is Seira-tan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're watching Chaos; Head (anime), then you'll know who is Seira-tan, the wife of Takki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you a part of any affiliations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Single Ladies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lunatics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it true that you're a Naruto Fanfiction writer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My pen name is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hansha-otoku&lt;/span&gt;, and right now I am on a writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen. Read it on my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then, can I court you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on me. I making sure that you're not a bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can I come and visit you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it depends if you have something very important to say or important issues to discuss with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you accept gifts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of course. It'll be very rude not to accept them.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are you nocturnal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. As much as possible, I want to sleep as early as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook, Myspace or Friendster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plurk. When I reach 100 karma, I'll move in to Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your ethnicity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian. Filipino-Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is Nikiri and you, the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your username seems familiar. Have I saw you anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a former member of Animetribe and Crunchyroll, you probably know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who introduced to you anime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was the first anime that you've seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonball Z. Followed by Sailor Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How old were you introduced to anime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know how to draw manga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. But, I am looking for one day to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite dessert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your personal quote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A piece of advice to those aspiring high school students who wants to make it to their chosen universities/colleges?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best on entrance exams! Don't be nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Cafe, a visual kei band in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your fave member in your fave band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanon, the bassist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like Big Bang, DBSK, Wonder Girls, Super Junior, etc.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am starting to like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter or Twilight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither. I haven't read all HP books, so I have no right to decide YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your favorite mangaka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matsuri Hino, mangaka of Vampire Knight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-214030655367494371?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/214030655367494371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=214030655367494371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/214030655367494371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/214030655367494371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/05/frequently-asked-questions.html' title='Frequently Asked Questions'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6949768756163979582</id><published>2009-02-24T05:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:40:19.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assumptions'/><title type='text'>Assumptions</title><content type='html'>Since this will be my last post as a requirement for my English IV, I've decided to make a blog post regarding the incoming events that I won't be able to submit anymore (but I will still post it on my blog domain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junior-Senior Promenade.&lt;/span&gt; I think it will go smoothly, or not. I missed two practices already because I tried to fix up my college applications and I was not informed last Monday. I do hope my partner in the social dance could help me up cover it. As for the opening remarks of the program, it will go well. The only problem that I might encounter is having a percentage of wearing the same gown with somebody. I think I will go for a dark shade of green to contrast my pale white skin complexion. And I will be enjoying dinner. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graduation. &lt;/span&gt;This is the topic I like to avoid because I couldn't imagine myself wearing that white toga and going up to the stage to receive my diploma. My perseverance for 4 years in high school has already ended. I have to say goodbye with my friends and to my enemies. I won't be able to see them again when we're already in college since we'll taking our own different paths. Please, let this topic to be at rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6949768756163979582?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6949768756163979582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6949768756163979582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6949768756163979582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6949768756163979582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/assumptions.html' title='Assumptions'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7005206297537665640</id><published>2009-02-24T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:33:57.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='periodical test'/><title type='text'>Think hard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Prüfungen sind hart, so war ich nicht im Stande, auf sie alle zu antworten.&lt;/span&gt; (The exams are hard, so I wasn't able to answer them all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semi-Finals&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, it is the second to the last set of tests that will be given to us. This will be the second to the last time, I would complain how hard those tests were. At first, I thought that there will be no tests will be given to us because the papers are not coming in... yet. When we saw Ms. Jennylou walked by our room, okay, there's a test. I got my pen and started scratching up things. Joke. I started scribbling things that I know and started to grumble to those questions which I find hard to answer. So much for me for not studying and watching anime all night before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the semi-finals will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congress&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone's spine was tingled up because it was one of the mote terrifying moments every we've encountered. Being under time pressure and intent glares of the panelists, what should we do? Luckily, for me, competing to the Division Level of Science Fair, we got the chance to watch my other classmates defend their one year of hard work and labor. I do hope it will go smoothly among them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-7005206297537665640?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7005206297537665640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7005206297537665640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7005206297537665640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7005206297537665640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/think-hard.html' title='Think hard!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1606291837194472870</id><published>2009-02-22T03:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T03:26:33.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an cafe'/><title type='text'>ANCAFESTA '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ancafe-web.com/img/SDliveDVD_h1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.ancafe-web.com/img/SDliveDVD_h1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a celebration of An Cafe's 5th year anniversary, they give out their blow-out to Caffekos as a concert named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANCAFESTA '08 SUMMER DIVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who are those people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ancafe-web.com"&gt;An Cafe&lt;/a&gt; (pronounced as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Antikku Cafe&lt;/span&gt;) is a Japanese pop/rock band which are usually described as visual kei. They are signed under &lt;a href="http://www.loopash.com/"&gt;Loop Ash Records&lt;/a&gt;. I don't need to write another article about them because I already did a blog spot about them. Check out my blog archive from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get ready to gear up your guns and your Kizuna towels because An Cafe will make every Cafekko to be NYAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZ7F9zTCy3c&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/VZ7F9zTCy3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video above is the first part out the 11 parts uploaded in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; of the ANCAFESTA '08 SUMMER DIVE DVD. You will see here how the mob of girls are ready to support their idols. I liked here every band member's entrances. It gives them individual popularity, so that no one would be underrated. They started off their concert with one of their popular singles, 'Maple Gunman'. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why 'Maple Gunman'?&lt;/span&gt; I won't answer that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Why won't you check the video yourself?&lt;/span&gt; Tell me what you think afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch the whole 11 parts, go to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; and type in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'ANCAFESTA 08'&lt;/span&gt; to watch them. Tell me what you can say after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1606291837194472870?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1606291837194472870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1606291837194472870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1606291837194472870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1606291837194472870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/ancafesta-08.html' title='ANCAFESTA &apos;08'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2029080755452250064</id><published>2009-02-18T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:50:21.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nineteen'/><title type='text'>Nineteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nineteen.&lt;/span&gt; It is a natural number after number 18 and preceding number 20. It is also a prime number. Tell me, what's so important with it? Does it relate with Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows epilogue, where it starts after 19 years after the end of the actual story? It isn't. This is a very personal matter and I wish to share my thoughts I've kept for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trivia:&lt;/span&gt; 19 is the command in Age of Empires for the laughing emote. This was the easier way to laugh before lol existed. (Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/19_%28number%29"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 19. &lt;/span&gt;Aside from having the birthday celebration of Jerice and Dianne, it remained a very significant date to me and to a special friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I was stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For telling you goodbye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I was wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For tryin' to pick a fight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that I've got issues&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're pretty messed up, too&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Either way I found out I'm nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many people already about our relationship before and how it is going at the present time. To be honest with you, I am not used in sharing very personal matters regarding this one but this time, I would like to make a change. Well, a change of views would be nice, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my special friend, I will hide his name for anti-scam purposes. Internet is a huge world in cyberspace. I've met him when I was on my sophomore year in high school, and we've started off as strangers. As few days passed, we kinda knew each other already and I think we've declared ourselves as "friends". It was great to have always at my side. He was there to accompany my joyous moments, in my solitude, helping me in Math and History lessons while I help him in Biology lessons, and also ranting and bickering with my other classmates that irritates me down to the core before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was going all too well. Until then, he decided to break our bond. He started to ask me so many questions about guys, love and other gushy stuffs. Being dense, I've answered those whole heartedly.  After some days, I've noticed that a friend of mine, no, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt; are always hiding mischievous smiles whenever I'm having "private lessons" with him. I started asking them why they act like that and got surprised of the thing they told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He likes you&lt;/span&gt;," a friend of mine said. Those three words were untruly dignified. But, being an idiot when it comes to my own love, I decided to throw up the conversation and treat it as a trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days have passed and I started noticing that he was acting so weird whenever he's around with me. Usually, we're both comfortable with every silly jokes and stupid coversations we had, but he was very tense and nervous whenever I chat with him. I started to wonder why and thought of what my friends told me. I remembered that he was asking all about the gushy stuffs and had the idea that he is trying to court me. Well, I didn't mind at first. But, having all those stares and glints from all of my classmates is very disturbing. But still, I tried my best to ignore them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this episode, he started texting and calling me every damn night. He helped me carry all those heavy loads before. What I find the most irritating of all, he doesn't initiate a stupid conversation like before. Until then, he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confessed&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, it was cheesy. At the night of Jerice and Dianne's birthday, he asked me via text message. Actually, he asked me two months ago and I gave myself two fuckin' months of thinking. I really wanted to know about him more than I ever do, and it gave me a slight indication that I also have feelings for him, so I answered yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember my blog posts back then: &lt;a href="http://deni-chan.blog.friendster.com/2007/02/"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, he asked again, this time it's personally, and I thanked the heavens for that. At least, he summoned all of his guts to ask that damn cheesy question. Still, he got the same sweet response. I fell over his charms. Maybe he used some dirty tricks upon me! :) But, I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months had passed and we're both going in our steady romantic relationship. Of course, in every fairytale, there's always a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt;. This time, it was my parents who didn't approved of our relationship. They said that if I didn't break our bond, I have to transfer in high school in Manila. I don't want that. As much as possible, I wanted to see his face everyday. I want to see him smiling and laughing everyday. Greeting each other everyday. Being an idiot, I had to fulfill their wishes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; broke that bond which lead us into a terrible despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This blog post is a fraud. I only thought of things to make you hate me. &lt;a href="http://deni-chan.blog.friendster.com/2007/04/may-i/"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 1st&lt;/span&gt; was the most depressing day of my life ever since. I didn't know what to do from then. I only realized when schooling started, I had made the most terrible mistake of my life. I was already bitten by the love bug. I fell &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;madly&lt;/span&gt; in-love when it's all fucking over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idiot&lt;/span&gt;, right?&lt;br /&gt;It's all over, I guess. He doesn't even fucking talk to me anymore. It only means that he doesn't care for me anymore.&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/8942167822720498533-2029080755452250064?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2029080755452250064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2029080755452250064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2029080755452250064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2029080755452250064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/nineteen.html' title='Nineteen'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3332001626602544167</id><published>2009-02-15T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:57:48.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an cafe'/><title type='text'>Sudden Changes, Great Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZ9zAO6dWLI/AAAAAAAAANI/MbqPcOSyAKI/s1600-h/top_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZ9zAO6dWLI/AAAAAAAAANI/MbqPcOSyAKI/s320/top_0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305085333906217138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After offering every Cafekko a love letter in " &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY ♥ LEAPS FOR "C" &lt;/span&gt;", An Cafe produces another single that would knock down everyone who expects them on what they're made of. From the album of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Harajuku Dance Rock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AROMA&lt;/span&gt; will be on the first track. I'm sure many Cafekkos are shocked of the sudden change as if they're trying to ask themselves: "What happened to the upbeat, lively An Cafe I knew? Why are they using a very dark, gothic theme on their latest promotional video?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that Miku got the idea from reading too much &lt;a href="http://www.kuroshitsuji.tv/"&gt;Kuroshitsuji &lt;/a&gt;manga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(laughs)&lt;/span&gt; or mimicking his idol, Ciel Phantomohive, the lead character in the said manga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the promotional video, I think Miku's voice has improved a lot. Thinking of the way he delivered the song fits well on his looks and voice tone. Even though, I am missing their wacky side in this PV. It's about time to get serious, even once, I guess? They will be not An Cafe without the cute and wacky stuffs, like their live performances in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NYAPPY in the World&lt;/span&gt;. By the way, the burning of the black rose gives them a more serious and matured get-up. I'm sure everyone couldn't resist everyone's cuteness especially to Miku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(laughs again)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album will be released on March 13, 2009. I was thinking to buy this &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Harajuku Dance Rock&lt;/span&gt; album, but I think it would be good for me to buy the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ANCAFESTA '08 SUMMERDIVE DVD&lt;/span&gt; rather than an album. Log on to &lt;a href="http://www.ancafe-web.com"&gt;http://www.ancafe-web.com&lt;/a&gt; for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qwZIgxm90oo&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/qwZIgxm90oo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8942167822720498533-3332001626602544167?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3332001626602544167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3332001626602544167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3332001626602544167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3332001626602544167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/aroma.html' title='Sudden Changes, Great Results'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZ9zAO6dWLI/AAAAAAAAANI/MbqPcOSyAKI/s72-c/top_0126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8248006617180802208</id><published>2009-02-14T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:19:59.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><title type='text'>How was your Valentine's Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SaPt9tVLzVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lmj-J4trMxU/s1600-h/Valentines_by_amberfoxwing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SaPt9tVLzVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lmj-J4trMxU/s400/Valentines_by_amberfoxwing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306346430368828754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is February 14/Valentine's Day to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it is a celebration where everyone could show to the people they love how much they truly appreciate for one another. It is the time for lovers and others who are enjoying a single relationship to hang out with each other and make fun out of that day. Since I am one of those people who are enjoying a single relationships, I've enjoyed my day by spending it along with my "rich-kids" cousins (who are also single) as we joyride along the streets of Alabang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really, to be honest with you. It was kinda boring because everywhere we go, we're always out of place. I mean, everywhere we go, there we always lovers around us. Since it was very uncomfortable to hang out there, we just went to Starbucks to lighten our mood. Good thing, there were few people (couples) around there. We just talked everything and anything under the sun like what would I do if I had given a chance to go to Paris and some things like that. I enjoyed being with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did you ended up hanging around with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, when I woke up around 8 in the morning, everybody in the house was gone. They all left me a note on the refrigerator that they will be all attending their own dates.  It was a nice trick they played on me, now I'm alone in our house, there's nothing to do and to eat. Man, I was starving that time and my grateful brother didn't left me anything to eat. I called up my cousins to fetch me and hang around with them so I could do something with that boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you received any flowers, chocolates or stuffed toys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I received a fresh bouquet of white roses from my cousins. They're so nice. I absolutely love them. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You didn't received anything from your special someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't have a special someone to start up with. Why expect something, right? Besides, as long as I have my cousins celebrating the day, it's fine. As of now, they are my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines is not the season only for lovers, but also to those people who have people that they cherished the most. As of my case, I got my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Valentines, everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8248006617180802208?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8248006617180802208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8248006617180802208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8248006617180802208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8248006617180802208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-was-your-valentines-day.html' title='How was your Valentine&apos;s Day?'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SaPt9tVLzVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lmj-J4trMxU/s72-c/Valentines_by_amberfoxwing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-9059318010496040980</id><published>2009-02-11T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:04:22.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese drama'/><title type='text'>Similarities or Imitations?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZK96dvS-gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aSbpdkiHnrg/s1600-h/Mei-chan-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZK96dvS-gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aSbpdkiHnrg/s320/Mei-chan-banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301508523481561602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://listentheworld.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/hanakimi_pretty_boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 188px;" src="http://listentheworld.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/hanakimi_pretty_boys.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spot the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See any differences or similarities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Japanese Drama Review -- Blog Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mei-chan no Shituji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Mei's Butler) is a romantic comedy drama series that it tells about Mei's experiences in Saint Lucia Girl's Academy as it helps her to be a prim and proper lady in the future generation. Mei's butler is Shibata Rihito, which is a S-Rank Butler, who is devoted to serve her in all times. Mei, being a transfer student, will experience different hardships and how to mingle with other young ladies around. Plus, being the direct grandchild of the Hongo family, Japan's richest family, it will be very hard for her to cope since both of her parents died in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanazaki no Kimitachi E ~Ikemen Paradise~&lt;/span&gt; is also another romantic comedy drama series wherein Mizuki disguises as a boy to meet Sano Izumi, a high-jumper athlete who broke off his tendon at the back of his foot so he can't jump anymore. It happened when he was undergoing his training in America, that happens that Mizuki was there almost harassed by guys, Izumi defended her but a guy took a shard of glass and it cut his tendon. Mizuki comes to enroll at Osaka Gakuen where Izumi is studying. She will force Izumi to go back into high-jumping again. The problem is... the school doctor had known that she is a girl sneaking into an all-boys school. What is she going to do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My Personal Views&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mei-chan no Shitsuji&lt;/span&gt; is like your typical shoujo manga wherein the heroine will experience too many hardships in life and always bullied by her other classmates or somebody around her. What I liked about the story is that the setting was very well done. I don't think the characters gave justice. Personally, it didn't reached my expectations for a shoujo heroine. But, this drama series will be recommended. I'm giving it 4.2 / 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8942167822720498533-9059318010496040980?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/9059318010496040980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=9059318010496040980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/9059318010496040980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/9059318010496040980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/similarities-or-imitations.html' title='Similarities or Imitations?'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZK96dvS-gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aSbpdkiHnrg/s72-c/Mei-chan-banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3312784639028500864</id><published>2009-02-01T05:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:57:59.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campus idol'/><title type='text'>Campus Idol + Family Day</title><content type='html'>Last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;January 30, 2009&lt;/span&gt;, our school had celebrated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I already forgot the theme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is very rare for CNSHS to held out an event like this, if I remembered correctly, we celebrated Family Day also when I was still in my freshmen years. Well, that was way too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'oh-so-colorful'&lt;/span&gt; English Club t-shirt, I went in to the accommodations table and helped my fellow club members since the parents' signature is very important. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Well, if your parent isn't that interested enough, he/she/they could go home after signing up the attendance sheet. Too bad, my parents didn't thought of that plan even though they're very bored. My mom actually wants to join a game but it is already planned, so she just chatted with whom she knew.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the program, it went well actually. Especially when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(uhmm.. who's with her again?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;danced&lt;/span&gt; on the stage with her moves. It left our jaws hanging wide &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as flies went into my mouth and thought it was a cold, comfortable cave to hide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As her number ended, her fellow classmates went to her and hugged her &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I almost thought that she'll choke because of how the way Jan hugged her. Peace, sis!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as the others gave her a round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed inside our room after the first round of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family Feud&lt;/span&gt; hosted by Mr. Emmanuel B. Ces &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Mr. Vita-Plus Endorser)&lt;/span&gt; which was between Hamto Family and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I forgot the last name of their opponent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I was feeling uneasy and suffocated with too much people. Did I mention that I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fever&lt;/span&gt; the night before this event? I didn't? Now, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZGLme5jD8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/PCWIPhb2AIs/s1600-h/nya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 448px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZGLme5jD8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/PCWIPhb2AIs/s320/nya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301171729637511106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photographs&lt;/span&gt; are provided in my Multiply Site: &lt;a href="http://jhasmhin.multiply.com/"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"This is American Idol!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nah-uh&lt;/span&gt;. We're not in America, guys. We aren't watching Simon give good criticisms to those aspiring contestants. We're actually witnessing a similar show, too bad, it is not televised (Why should it be televised? The institution doesn't even have a media sponsor). Today's the Pre-Finals of the Campus Idol, where 17 contestants will compete to get through the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZVZXz5YY6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/yTjapCY3GtU/s1600-h/DSC07343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZVZXz5YY6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/yTjapCY3GtU/s320/DSC07343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302242401901372322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caption:&lt;/span&gt; The 17 contestants singing their opening number in front of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were performances up to the most boring level that I saw some students going into Dreamland and parents are just chit-chatting. Some of the performances are outstanding especially the ala-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Jordin Sparks'&lt;/span&gt; moment, Czareenah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3I_4pJ12gk&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/D3I_4pJ12gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the resemblance? I told you, it was very spine-tingling performance. Me, Aira and Hannah stood up on our seats and cheered for her. 'This is My Now' is a hard song choice and you must have the guts if you wanted to sing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the final round approaches, every CNSHSians have the liberty to vote out their very first Campus Idol through buying coupon tickets from the Liriko. The ticket costs 1 Philippine Peso. Everyone, I think, in the fourth year level brought out their cash to vote for Czareenah. I admit that she had a shining moment compared with other contestants, maybe that song had captured the hearts of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awaited moment. Finals. I was disappointed with Czareenah's song choice, because it won't win her and I already forgot the title of the song. Meanwhile, Ten-ten sang 'No One' by Alicia Keys and I personally thought that the audience won't buy it since Czareenah already captured the hearts of many people and I believe that she would win. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expect the unexpected&lt;/span&gt;. It's Ten-ten who won the title. Oh, it's alright. They're not following the real rules of Idol anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-3312784639028500864?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3312784639028500864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3312784639028500864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3312784639028500864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3312784639028500864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/02/campus-idol-family-day.html' title='Campus Idol + Family Day'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SZGLme5jD8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/PCWIPhb2AIs/s72-c/nya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3201209425890103715</id><published>2009-01-30T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:34:42.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windows 7'/><title type='text'>Windows Upgraded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Windows 7&lt;/span&gt; is the next release of Microsoft Windows, an operating system produced by Microsoft for use in personal computers, including home and business desktops, laptops, Tablet PCs, netbooks, and media center PCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft stated in 2007 that they planned developing Windows 7 for three years after releasing its predecessor, Windows Vista. Unlike its predecessor, it is an ultimate upgrade to Vista with the goal to being fully compatible with device drivers, applications and hardware which Windows Vista is already compatible with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out its features: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Windows_7#Features"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windows-7/whats-new.aspx"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're really serious to give it a try, why don't you download the Beta version and see for yourself? Remember to expect bugs because Windows 7 is not yet that fully developed for commercial uses. &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windows-7/beta-download.aspx"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-3201209425890103715?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3201209425890103715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3201209425890103715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3201209425890103715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3201209425890103715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/software-upgraded.html' title='Windows Upgraded'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2692300080811864911</id><published>2009-01-24T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:16:14.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Games Galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Are you fond of playing computer-based games?&lt;/span&gt; If you do, then we're on the same track of interest. I've never been that addicted to computer games since I'm more of a net junkie than a gamer. I started having interest in computer games when I was in grade school wherein &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Ragnarok Online&lt;/span&gt; was first introduced here in the Philippines as a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Multi-player Massive Online Role Playing Game&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thatvideogameblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/left_4_dead-russia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://www.thatvideogameblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/left_4_dead-russia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am currently playing &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Left 4 Dead&lt;/span&gt; since I find the game very thrilling and it is giving me chills up to my spine. I do advice you: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;not to play this game when you are alone&lt;/span&gt;. I am talking to those who are scaredy-cats or you don't like blood being messed up like me. This game is for 17 years old and above (of course, I don't abide with the audience rating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am using my cousin's XBox 360 for this one, since I do not own any game consoles (would somebody give me a PlayStation 3?). What I liked about this game is the high-quality graphics. It seems like every scene in this game is happening in real life. Okay, think that I am overreacting. I am telling you what I think. Want to be a verdict? Visit the website and tell me what you think. &lt;a href="http://www.l4d.com/"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I play a slight non-gore games like &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Red Alert: Yuri's Revenge.&lt;/span&gt; This is a battle-strategy game. I always getting my base wrecked off when my opponent is my cousin, this means I need to polish my skills especially on my strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also play child-friendly games like &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Plant Tycoon&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I find it fun because you have the chance to alter the plant's DNA to turn into a very rare plant and let your costumers buy it really expensive. Be sure to take care of the plant, or else &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;it will be infested or might die.&lt;/span&gt; Add in the list &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Diner Dash&lt;/span&gt; and other cooking-related games. You might notice that the games I put in is mostly on the role playing part. You got it, buddy. I like RPGs. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Ragnarok Online&lt;/span&gt; became my first loved game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think computer-based games makes a life of a teenager less boring. Think about it, when every teen in the world would only read books and become a nerd? The company that offered game consoles will be bankrupted and there will be no market for them and no competitions. Whoever invented game consoles is remarkably an honorable person. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-2692300080811864911?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2692300080811864911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2692300080811864911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2692300080811864911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2692300080811864911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/games-galore.html' title='Games Galore!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1952926962422766787</id><published>2009-01-16T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:23:04.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Will I ever learn to wear make-up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kissandmakeup.tv/make%20up%20sketch%20book%20v%20and%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.kissandmakeup.tv/make%20up%20sketch%20book%20v%20and%20a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kissandmakeup.tv/make%20up%20sketch%20book%20v%20and%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;How do you define beauty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Beauty involves awe. We see a picture, by say, Matisse; it is beyond words; it simply fills us with wonder. A piece of music by Mozart makes us feel 'of course, of course, that is the secret of life.."&lt;/span&gt; ~ Muriel Spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Source:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://eatingdisorders.suite101.com/article.cfm/what_is_beauty"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we define beauty by means of cosmetics? Does cosmetics emphasize the natural beauty of a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always thought a matured women could only wear-up make up during their dates or other formal occassions to emphasize their beauty. I've always thought beauty is a word you describe a certain person, like complementing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I put up this blog? I was reading YoU Magazine (November 2008) and I remembered the time I asked my mother if I could ever learn how to wear make-up? Yes, I am being vain. But it is also important for a teenage girl like me to pimp things up. She made mentioned that she was way back in college, she used to wear make-up to make herself presentable even though she hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hated to wear make-up. It feels all gooey and icky but I have no choice, do I? Doing future job interviews, attending formal occasions and etc. What happened to me and I decided to buy a beauty and/or fashion magazine. I'm into fashion and I have a dream to go to Paris, but how will I ever to cope with fashion if I don't have the guts to wear make-up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to be like this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lost.and.profound.googlepages.com/BadMakeUp.bmp" border="0" /&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/8942167822720498533-1952926962422766787?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1952926962422766787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1952926962422766787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1952926962422766787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1952926962422766787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-i-ever-learn-to-wear-make-up.html' title='Will I ever learn to wear make-up?'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7352072895698357005</id><published>2009-01-15T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:44:16.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights, camera, action!</title><content type='html'>This is actually a late blog about our minor play done at the Speech Class as a requirement in English IV (please do comment if I am wrong, thanks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabina: A Tragedy by Severino Montano is a minor play in which the main charcter truly loved an American in which she found out that he was already married and decided to kill herself. Well, some of my classmates say that it was kinda pathetic because of her undying love she killed herself. She could listen to the explanation of the American first before she react THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their relationship was opposed mainly of Antero, Sabina's older brother and Cleta, her aunt. They are afraid to see that their Sabina is being gossiped by villagers when they saw the American, Mr. George Price, having an intimate relationship with a &lt;em&gt;barrio&lt;/em&gt; girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played Cleta, Sabina's aunt. I portray a character which had a very opposing mood against the relationship because I tend to care too much for Sabina after her sister, Maria, died. I really tried my best to master my lines because I didn't had a time to attend the general practices during weekends. Since I am afraid to be scolded by our directors, I stayed up the whole night before the performance just to imagine that I am portraying Cleta and not my usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our play lead into a disaster. Why? Some of the actors were not able to deliver their lines properly because of too much tension. It was a hard time that our teacher was watching us. Well, I only thought that time that I was doing a roleplay for my classmates to see what kind of demonstration I will try to do. I was able to do it surprisingly that my teacher is there. I just thought that she's not there to lessen my tension so I could deliver my lines properly, though not accurately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good heavens, we got 85 since our musical scoring was very good. We had trouble with the mastery of the script, actors, stage setting, negative side comments from the directors and other stuff. We were too much tensioned that we're actually doing that. I do hope we could do a better performance next time, if there is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-7352072895698357005?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7352072895698357005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7352072895698357005&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7352072895698357005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7352072895698357005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/lights-camera-action.html' title='Lights, camera, action!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7752968026201677826</id><published>2009-01-12T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:20:14.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's face it!</title><content type='html'>I never knew having a nervous breakdown would be very bad, in my case. It makes me go roaming around without any sense of direction, watching off a kids show, kicking some dirt and other things that I didn't noticed to do. Like what I am doing today, I am ruining this paragraph. I just know that my English grammar isn't that good yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am having problems with my future. Somebody, give me a good future! LOL. As if.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I talked with Chery earlier that the USTet results will be coming today and some of the applicants were nervous as hell. I didn't took the exam since I was not interested to take it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SWtb1f2HE1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/fVO-T6PMuTA/s1600-h/albums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SWtb1f2HE1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/fVO-T6PMuTA/s320/albums.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290423161916429138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead of worrying my life in the future, I locked myself in my world (namely my bedroom) to listen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Cook&lt;/span&gt; on the IPod. Having Archuleta's voice makes me a bit calm and serene feeling that makes me forget my worries. The essence of having Cook on my playlist is to boil my blood with his powerful voice. I enjoyed myself reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YoU Magazine&lt;/span&gt; wherein Sarah Geronimo's the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be always a time for me to face everything that I tried to hide to. For example, this college admission results. Even though I badly want to know the results, but my heart skips a beat and tries to pump more blood to make myself more nervous than ever. Like earlier, when they released the USTet results, I felt unsure of my future. I immediately asked myself about this: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what will happen to me in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, I do keep worrying about the future. I can't help it! I wanted to graduate high school, for sure. After that, where will I go to my tertairy education? I'll leave it to God and have my prayers to answer me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yeah, I sound awkwardly religious that it doesn't suit me. Fine, I get it. What can I do about that? I tend to talk to God even though I look like an idiot out there in the crowd.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SWte1GFJUNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RgoWmE-GtPI/s1600-h/IMG000014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SWte1GFJUNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RgoWmE-GtPI/s320/IMG000014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290426453535051986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Earlier, we almost spent our research period by taking up Photoshop lessons. My classmates keeps on insisting me to teach them something about this regarding Photoshop. I wouldn't doubt that one of my classmates would make our next Friendster layout. The picture of the right shows that Bea loves to play with her facial expressions to match an anime character, Sgt. Keroro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Friendster and other online community stuffs. I am currently enjoying Myspace and Facebook more than Friendster. Well, I am still keeping a track in Friendster because many of my friends still don't know or don't want to use either of it.&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/8942167822720498533-7752968026201677826?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7752968026201677826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7752968026201677826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7752968026201677826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7752968026201677826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-face-it.html' title='Let&apos;s face it!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SWtb1f2HE1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/fVO-T6PMuTA/s72-c/albums.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6621776143737539254</id><published>2009-01-10T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T05:40:32.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splitting up</title><content type='html'>I've realized that I need a personality check. Earlier morning, I woke up almost 8 o' clock since I slept 2 o' clock in the morning last night reading fanfictions. I remembered that there will be a practice at school, but I thought that it would be useless if I tried to go there. But still, I got up and did my late morning routine. After that, I started to prepare breakfast for the whole family after doing up morning exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates are starting to look after me via sending out text messages. I tried my best to bring the enthusiasm within me, but I can't. Why? My laziness overwhelmed me, instead of going to school to practice out some scenes, I've decided to practice alone here in my room. I can't get the tone of my character if I am out there arguing about stuffs including the tone of my character, Cleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I didn't go to school because it was already too late. I also think that I can't attend the final rehearsal either because I need to attend to church at Manila. Instead, I went with my family to claim out the things that needed to be claimed using those gift certificates that my dad received during the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to SM Dasmarinas to buy our necessities. I ended up buying a David Archuleta album, YoU Magazine featuring Sarah Geronimo as cover and Otakuzine Anime Magazine Issue # 33 featuring Nakahara Sunako from Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge as their cover issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the time to internalize my character. Once I've stepped from that stage, I am no longer Denise. It shall be Cleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How I wish I could do that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6621776143737539254?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6621776143737539254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6621776143737539254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6621776143737539254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6621776143737539254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/splitting-up.html' title='Splitting up'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-5143804985592634774</id><published>2009-01-07T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:29:16.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Overhauled</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a late greeting for the new year, but it's better than not to make a blog post about it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the essence of having a New Year's Resolution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have yourself to be motivated to change yourself from a neither positive nor negative incidents last year. I don't believe in having resolutions can make you change yourself even though it motivates you. Anytime, you will make that same mistake as you did last year. I think it's better to do it that way. You don't have to list everything down and say it to people that you have this resolution to make and blabber. It should be kept in oneself and must strive to do it to their hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overhauled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having New Year makes people to make changes in their life. For example, I like to change my meek personality into an adventurous one. To be able to do that, I must learn to socialize with other people and get into their interests and learn from it. It would be a great use for me in the future. Well, I do not know but I am trying to think things in a positive manner. Also, I wanted to change my unhealthy lifestyle into a good lifestyle. Like bringing up lunch boxes to have something to eat during lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celebrate New Year, it's the Year of the Ox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe in Chinese horoscopes and in astrology signs ans whatsoever. But, I kind of did some research using horoscope in my element. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those of you born under the influence of the Chinese Astrology Element of Water             act with the assured fluidity of a river, affecting your environment with your strength             and quiet charm. Creative and captivating, diplomatic and intuitive, Water individuals             are the masters of subtle persuasion. Without even appearing to try, you can gain             someone's trust and affection, and once you've got them they'll follow you anywhere.             You make everyone feel special, noting and praising each person's unique talents.             Your inherent pliability, the fluid calm that makes you so appealing, can also make             you sometimes too passive, too willing to be what someone wants you to be. You tend             to take the shape of whatever container you're poured into.Rather than letting others             dam up your energies, let yourself flow freely! &lt;/span&gt;I do hope that this horoscope is very applicable to me and might come true. Well, some of the points relate to me and some of the points are considered "so-so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck I am saying here anyway? I should go out to the world, have fun and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;prove everyone what I am capable of doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-5143804985592634774?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5143804985592634774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=5143804985592634774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5143804985592634774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5143804985592634774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2009/01/overhauled.html' title='Overhauled'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8153273531205660060</id><published>2008-12-25T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:00:12.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>C'mon everybody! Today is Christmas. Well, to be perfectly honest, I don't know how to start the day right. It seems that everyone is so busy. Well, I expect it to be like that. I felt that I kinda treated the holiday just like any ordinary day as I would. I woke up late in the morning, past 8:00 perhaps since I have no interest looking at my clock when I woke up, finding out that everyone in my family is dressed up and it seems like we're going off somewhere. Yes, I was asked to prepare myself because we're going to Alabang to spend our holiday with my aunt's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we fetched my grandparents (since they want to tag along), I've noticed children around 5-7 years of age going from house to house to receive blessing from their godmothers and godfathers. I kinda missed doing that when I was at that age. It made me reminisce the things that I'm doing for the past Christmas. Somehow, it made me realize that Christmas is not only the season for sharing and giving your love to other people, also it makes family bonds grow tighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Alabang for around 1 and a half hour since there was only a light traffic in Dasmariñas, my adorable cousin welcomed us to their newly built house in Alabang. Somehow, it made me a bit jealous because of the luxurious life my cousin is spending her life on. But, I thank the heavens for giving me my parents whose occupations are not related anything about politics and government. It might give me a major headache for not allowing to go out of the house everyday unless I am permitted to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes the day exciting for my part? Seeing my cousins that lives very distant from me. It makes me happy because I got the whole day to spend quality time to get a heart-to-heart conversations, watch off movies, listening and browsing albums using iTunes in their laptop, play a whack of fun in their Nintendo Wii and even burning up a pork while cooking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I can treat my cousins like my best friends&lt;/span&gt;. Aside from having the same bloodline, it seems that they're the only ones who could understand you immediately. Plus, having the fun discussions about Stephenie Meyer's Twilight Saga and David Archuleta's single, Crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just stayed in my aunt's for the whole day since it's very rare to have us cousins all-gathered up. Too bad, my other cousins from overseas can't spend the Yuletide season with us, but they are connected to the Internet as we chatted to them. It was fun, though. It feels like they're also here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, the essence of Christmas is to connect family bonds and make them stronger than ever before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8153273531205660060?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8153273531205660060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8153273531205660060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8153273531205660060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8153273531205660060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-9092612637578529104</id><published>2008-12-19T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:04:32.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas party'/><title type='text'>Christmas Party 2008</title><content type='html'>Today is the school’s Christmas party. I do not know whether I should feel excited or what. This is the very last time I will celebrate a Christmas Party in high school at CNSHS. True, I’ll miss every moment of it so I decided to cherish it? If it is worth to be cherished, that is the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was around 4 AM when I woke up. I can’t sleep because of the noise created by our neighbors. I decided to go back to sleep. I woke up 6 in the morning. 15 minutes later, my service van will arrive soon. I told to my mother that I will not go with the service and go to school at least 8 in the morning and I really did that. My plan was not to go in the morning program because it is the school level party held by the Supreme Student Government. When I received Marco’s text message, that’s the time I decided to go to school to join his boredom. When I arrived at school at least quarter to 8 o’ clock, Marco showed to me his black-tinted fingernails. How I envy those nails, I wanted to apply a black nail polish on my fingernails, too. Not to show off that I’m emo or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program was way too boring. I didn’t notice that the people around me were already playing games because I was so busy talking stuffs with Gerlyn and Kathleen in the school’s gymnasium. At least, I joined in the fun of cheering to my batchmates. I remembered how Jerice dragged me to join the “Touch Me Not” game. I just guessed a slippery banana. I laughed to myself when I asked about Alyssa and Brian Tomas if the game was safe to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the morning program ends, the juniors gave the whole school a performance which the seniors enjoyed jamming around. We just said these few lines: “I’ll be here forever… forever… I’ll be here forever…”, along with waving of hands in the air. After that, the seniors gave us a nice performance? Actually, I cannot understand what the hell are Milky and Paul singing up there. Even though, we swayed through the beat. Brian was still cool in the drums and Nico was still crazy as ever. The seniors gave another performance, but this time it was dedicated to someone. Our class president and tropa ng lahat, Jasper John Z. Vergara. Jerolyn, the SSG president, stood up with her electric guitar and lead the band composing of herself in guitars and vocals, Jake in guitars, Jehno in bass, and Brian in drums. Despite of their past relationship, she sang ‘Last Look’ of Chicosci and everyone stared at Jasper (he was having an intimate time with Claudine here) and pulled him towards the stage to duet with Jerolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last! It is lunch break, and I needed to go home to fetch my gift to Napoleon which I’ll discuss later why I was needed to go home. As I was about to go back to school, I needed to catch a bus going to Maragondon to have a cheaper fare. I was kind of irritated in the bus conductor because the way he stares at me scares the hell out of me. When he asked my destination, he sat right beside me and I had to move away an inch (I was supposed to move a feet away if weren’t for the bus window) to avoid the skin contact. I had to glare evilly at him to have him stay away from me. I am not comfortable if someone is looking at me and having those creepy skin contacts. When I arrived at school, he was still looking at me. A maniac. You bet he is! Good heavens, I am safe from him or else, I’ll use my kung-fu to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered our classroom, I was kind of surprised when my adviser, Ma’am Adette, told me that I was going to represent the class of being Ms. Suave, a mini-competition wherein the girl must be a boy. I was supposed to say a big N-O to her, I have a nagging feeling if I refuse her, she’ll lower my grades in Advanced Physics! I had no choice but to agree to it but I told to her that I won’t bring home the bacon because: first, I don’t know how to act as a boy since I’m a certified girl. Secondly, even though I have an older brother, I used to grow up in the pampering of my mother in Barbie stuffs so I won’t get a boy influence on me. Thanks to Camille for my “boy attire” clothes, I was made to be a boy. Good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing some parlor games, the mini-competition has begun. I had no choice but to step in right there and do whatever. The problem is: I don’t have self-confidence to do that. I might be “thick-faced” with my classmates, but I cannot put up that face into my batchmates. It was so embarrassing. Plus, they were not used to see me in wearing ‘boy’ clothes. I was totally distracted when my adviser sat in front of the stage. That’s why I don’t know what to do. I asked Jervie and Napo at the back to tell me what should I do, and they gave me nonsense advices. Thanks to them, I have to face a total humiliation. I don’t carry that self-confidence when it comes into competitions like this. I have a confidence in which I can sing my heart out with my band; after all I am their vocalist. Oh, another factor why I lost my confidence: all of the competitors are SALIW members. That gives me triple damn. Micah Borja on Nitrogen, Jerolyn on Oxygen and Jacque on Hydrogen. How can a commoner like me can compete with them? They’re super talented people while I’m just a trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacque was declared the winner in Ms. Suave. After that, we played another classic parlor game: the longest line. Fluorine is really biased when it comes to this game. You see, we have the most population in the whole batch when it comes into class population. We had to lay down everything, and what’s nice here? My boy classmates wanted to win so much that they decided to wear just their boxers in order to win the game. The only problem is another game wherein we must wear everything that we took off. Okay, we lost that game. It is alright because we all had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kainan blues na! Me, Camille, Joan and Hannah had already a mouth-watering foods on our plates but we’re not yet contented. After eating, my class (Fluorine) locked ourselves in our room and started to sing along in the videoke. We sang many songs and some of them were: Hot by Avril Lavigne &amp;amp; Hotel California. After that, we had our annual exchanging of gifts. Now you wonder why do I have to go home earlier? It is because the meat might be spoiled. Remember that I bought a CDO Pear-shaped ham to Napoleon. I was surprised when Jehno granted one of my Christmas wishes: to have an American Boulevard bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas Wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] HP Pavillion TX2000&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 13-inch Apple MacBook&lt;br /&gt;[x] TOSHIBA Satellite M325&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Twilight by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] New Moon by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;[x] Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Midnight Sun by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Koakuma Usagi no Koibumi to Machine Gun e.p. of An Café&lt;br /&gt;[ ] David Archuleta album&lt;br /&gt;[ ] David Cook album&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nana Kitade life-size poster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Original Twilight Soundtrack with poster&lt;br /&gt;[x] American Boulevard bag&lt;br /&gt;[ ] American Boulevard jacket&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Windows Vista Home Premium Operating System Installer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Adobe Photoshop Creative Suite 4 Extended CD Installer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Harujuku Lovers Perfume&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Calvin Klein One Perfume&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Globe Visibility&lt;br /&gt;[x] new set of clothes in the Yuletide Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, we went to Jasper’s house to celebrate the last Christmas party that we’re going to spend with him. Only close friends were invited. We watched a lot of horror DVDs and even a pirated Twilight DVD. Edu Manzano will be angry at us because we support piracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To freshen up, we went to the seaside to enjoy our stay even though it was already near midnight when we went there. It was freezing cold there. I had to endure the cold because I don’t have any jacket or sweater to warm me up. When we went back, my mother fetched me home. It was a great experience just in one day. Totally fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-9092612637578529104?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/9092612637578529104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=9092612637578529104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/9092612637578529104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/9092612637578529104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party-2008.html' title='Christmas Party 2008'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2167581966029112533</id><published>2008-12-18T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:35:05.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Let's go shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cavite National Science High School Entrance Examination, first screening. Over 300 over potential elementary students from the graduating batch are struggling to enter one of the most prestigious high schools here in Cavite. Wow, I advertise my own school. Well, it doesn’t sound like I’m advertising it, but it appears like a newscaster or a journalist saying about the entrance exam in CNSHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t volunteer myself in the school. Duh? Why should I? I have to go shopping to have something to wear in tomorrow’s Christmas Party plus I haven’t got Napoleon’s Christmas Wish gift: a Purefoods Fiesta Ham that costs about 400 plus in Philippine Peso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SM Megamall together with my dad and mom. My dad went to his office, San Miguel Corporation, which was on the other side of the said mall. Funny, right? Now I know why many people like to enter in the said corporation because of the close proximity of the corporation to SM Megamall and St. Francis Square and just catch a cab and go to Greenhills or to TriNoma or in other Ayala Malls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I roamed around SM Megamall in search of my outfit for tomorrow, I feel like drowning because of too many people inside the building. Either of the buildings were full. Wherever you go, there is always a line: in fitting rooms, restrooms, escalators, record bars, dining area and supermarkets. It ruined my plan in buying an original Twilight Soundtrack. Oh well, it Is always there. Besides, I could just request it to my dad to buy it for me (using my own money).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SViLCnj48-I/AAAAAAAAALc/NWg1PyC-fDo/s1600-h/18-12-08_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SViLCnj48-I/AAAAAAAAALc/NWg1PyC-fDo/s320/18-12-08_1429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285127039814792162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caption:&lt;/span&gt; Rock Out Kitty! I saw this when I was passing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens I decided my outfit. I bought two denim pants and a blouse all from Lee. I was planning to buy on Tribal but there were a lot of people inside the store, so I decided to buy somewhere. My only advice: do not go shopping when it is near the Yuletide season, it might save your life if you follow my advice. I am firmly telling you this since I have experienced getting lost (again) in Ortigas Avenue. Good thing, I remembered some of the streets there so I got back to my dad’s office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very tiring day for me.&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/8942167822720498533-2167581966029112533?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2167581966029112533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2167581966029112533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2167581966029112533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2167581966029112533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-go-shopping.html' title='Let&apos;s go shopping!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SViLCnj48-I/AAAAAAAAALc/NWg1PyC-fDo/s72-c/18-12-08_1429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2142374085251653547</id><published>2008-12-17T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:52:45.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born to be an artist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the second day of our first Periodic Test in the Third Quarter. I was kind of devastated when I only got 68 percent in my Advanced Physics exam. I’m so dumb when it comes into computation. I need to increase my grades in Advanced Physics, Mathematics and Advanced Chemistry to avail the average of 88, the required average when entering into a scholarship. As much I like to avail these scholarship programs to help my parents to sustain my education in college, there is always one requirement which I can’t comply: the family’s income tax. I am bothering myself to enter these scholarship programs because I am worried about my father’s status in the company since he might be expelled anytime. That is why I am finding ways to earn money even though using Internet as my primary business field, but the question is what product should I sell to the public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SVhyv6hZjSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Kj1Ra-w2tHM/s1600-h/wallpapernibeacopy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SVhyv6hZjSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Kj1Ra-w2tHM/s320/wallpapernibeacopy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100330208038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caption&lt;/span&gt;: All I Want for Christmas is GetAmped : Keroro Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of graphic design as a business in the Internet would be a nice idea since I have Adobe Photoshop 7.0 in my system, but I don’t have the skill to have it takes to be a graphic designer. I brought my laptop to the school and made Bea’s wallpaper since she requested that I will make her contest entry to the GetAmped Christmas Wallpaper Contest.&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/8942167822720498533-2142374085251653547?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2142374085251653547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2142374085251653547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2142374085251653547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2142374085251653547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/born-to-be-artist.html' title='Born to be an artist?'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SVhyv6hZjSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Kj1Ra-w2tHM/s72-c/wallpapernibeacopy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2361872110822046234</id><published>2008-12-13T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:00:01.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome back'/><title type='text'>Welcome back, Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day has arrived wherein my father will come back from China. He was there in the last 2 weeks and now he is coming back. What is the fuss about? He will bring back of what he promised me. Think you can guess it? You don’t? Alright, I’ll say it: a laptop. Yeah, he brought home a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing we did in the morning; we cleaned the whole house from the second floor up to the basement. After all, it is the master of the house who will return from home. It must be clean enough so he won’t be disappointed and let him feel like he’s at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Cathedral of Praise in Manila to attend the church mass. We will not attend the Sunday mass anymore because the only important thing there is you must have an attendance in a week. We were late by 5 minutes due to the traffic along Macapagal Avenue up to Taft Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After attending the mass, we immediately went up to the Centennial Airport to fetch up my dad. As to be expected, there are a lot of traffic jams along the way. My dad was bored of waiting by 10-15 minutes. Hey! It is not our fault to catch up into a heavy traffic. Anyway, we went to Duty Free after that. My dad told us he will only spend 50 US Dollars and we agreed on it. All right, we went shopping!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the end, we spent 150 US Dollars and my dad was so frustrated at it. He just decided to put it to sleep while we were going home in Cavite. My dad is not driving the cab, so he was very comfortable on his seat sleeping his head off. While I, on the other hand, am a babysitter of 3 naughty kids who likes to stab, punch, kick and torture me most of the time. Yeah, I always go into a battlefield when I baby sit those kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived home (at last), I immediately asked my dad about my laptop. I was kind of disappointed since he brought a TOSHIBA Satellite M325 model and not a HP Pavillion TX2000 or a 13-inch Apple MacBook model. It is fine with me, as long as I finally have my own laptop. This calls for a celebration. That night, I made myself drown into the delicious sweetness of a Berri Apple juice. I really don’t drink liquors. I find myself odd since most of my classmates knows how to drink liquors and stuffs, while I haven’t tasted any of it even a single drop. I am completely ignorant of those things and never will be interested there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, my father will be here to celebrate Christmas with us. I don’t want to spend Christmas with a missing member of your family. It just feels sad instead of being merry.&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/8942167822720498533-2361872110822046234?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2361872110822046234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2361872110822046234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2361872110822046234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2361872110822046234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-back-dad.html' title='Welcome back, Dad!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-429868617054808177</id><published>2008-12-06T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:10:25.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sm dasma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IV-Fluorine'/><title type='text'>Ended up watching Twilight (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n18/lit6/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 474px;" src="http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n18/lit6/twilight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; has been the world's most awaited film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; Harry Potter and might &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surpass&lt;/span&gt; Harry Potter. For those who haven't watched the movie or read the book(s), it is about a human falling in-love with a vampire. It has four books: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. You can check more information about the movie here: &lt;a href="http://www.twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You watched Twilight for how many times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;three (3)&lt;/span&gt; times already counted the one I went to SM Dasmariñas with my classmates. It is very addictive. First, I watched it alone in SM North Edsa. Then, I watched it again with my cousin in SM Megamall. I'm not that addict, right? It's just an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt; to the movie scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moving along, why in the hell you watched the movie with your classmates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STpesaWaFFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/onHwaIQye1A/s1600-h/1_834378798l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STpesaWaFFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/onHwaIQye1A/s320/1_834378798l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276634030498518098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it's a lot more fun than just watching along or with your relatives. Looking at the picture from the left clearly shows that you can be yourself or act the exact opposite of your silent and calm demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Caption:&lt;/span&gt; "I must be in Bella's [Kristen] position!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we got there, we checked the movie's schedule and bought our tickets. After that, we roamed around in our separate ways and talked that we will assemble again 15 minutes early before the movie schedule in front of the movie house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Marco went in our way to National Bookstore to check out something and it turned out buying a magnetic bookmark. I was supposed to buy Hamlet by William Shakespeare but I cringed when I saw the price. I decided not to buy it anymore and go back tomorrow with my mother so I have money to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You and Marco, again? What relationship do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just best friends. Nothing more, nothing less. Besides, we have been together for 3 years now. We're not classmates during the sophomore year. He's always in vain, just like me. But we do create our own vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STpkDDw3NPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8yU-mJmbG5I/s1600-h/100_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STpkDDw3NPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8yU-mJmbG5I/s320/100_1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276639917130593522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture at the right completely states that he's trying to express himself by strangling a Hannah Montana paper statue inside the mall premises. It is clearly said the artist should not be touched, so he tried his best that he looks like he's strangling her. Hannah approves of this one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This picture is given 5 stars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Caption:&lt;/span&gt; This is a way of showing your love to Hannah Montana [Miley Cyrus].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are off to watch the movie. So, how did it went?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, me and Hannah frantically surrendered our digital cameras first to the guards since it is strictly prohibited inside. We got the Premiere Deluxe, the best seats inside the movie house. We watched up some trailers that talk about supernatural stuffs. My classmates started to open up a bag of chips and we started munching up the curls. As I opened my squid balls, the lights went off and the show's gonna begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lights off, movie in action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat comfortably inside the movie house as I am eating my squid balls. Suddenly, when the lights went off, a pack of girls squealing and shouting welcomed the movie. Some people inside the movie house tried their best to ignore them as we ignored them too. Anyway, you can't avoid to have fangirls inside especially when you watched the movie several times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell the story since it will be considered as a spoiler, besides it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a requirement&lt;/span&gt; for everybody to watch it. I also recommend to those who haven't read the book yet, please do avail the book. You won't regret it, I promise. It is a vampire love story filled with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;chills, thrills and a star-crossed vampire love&lt;/span&gt; that [Stephanie Mayer] made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are their comments to the movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best not to blurt out any spoilers while watching the movie. As soon it was done, they were moved and thrilled to the unexpected vampire romance the movie had brought. They gave over 5 stars just for the first movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STpq0yrySvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/2EkxxznJrHY/s1600-h/100_1027.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/_1gSLNet7bII/STpq0yrySvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/2EkxxznJrHY/s320/100_1027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276647368609123058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Unexpectedly the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;"Edward Cullen [Robert Pattinson] did a good job!"&lt;br /&gt;"Romance, suspense &amp;amp; action &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all in one&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;"I just love how the background music goes"&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/8942167822720498533-429868617054808177?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/429868617054808177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=429868617054808177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/429868617054808177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/429868617054808177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/12/ended-up-watching-twilight-again.html' title='Ended up watching Twilight (again)'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STpesaWaFFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/onHwaIQye1A/s72-c/1_834378798l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8659262236990024796</id><published>2008-11-22T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T06:40:25.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warrock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getamped'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h3con'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero con'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amped'/><title type='text'>Halina't Humataw sa Hero Convention!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hataw! Hanep! Hero Convention: The Amped Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The biggest and grandest youth fair in the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;held at November 21-22, 2008 at Silvercity, Pasig City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos: &lt;a href="http://nnylaiek.multiply.com/photos/album/23/Hataw_Hanep_Hero_The_Amped_Edition#"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Photo credits goes to Joyce and Bea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to McDonalds in Tanza, Cavite first to gather up with the gang early in the morning. I found Bea, Joyce and Shaider &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;patiently waiting for the others. I thought that I was the only one they're waiting. Guess what? I was one of the first ones who arrived there. Shocking, isn't? Those people are again on their VIP mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNVUH1_SKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gf3YGcTSW2o/s1600-h/PB210004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNVUH1_SKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gf3YGcTSW2o/s320/PB210004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274653392772221090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture at the left, see what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all waiting for the others to come. We talked that we should be all gathered up exactly at 7 in the morning. Joyce and I got frustrated already. We decided to get in Silvercity by taking up a bus. We fled off! I was kind of embarassed to Bea since she wanted us to go with them. But, they were going to ABS Interactive in Quezon City first to get their tickets. So, we went off already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe you will just be irritated with the things they will talk about there or you're avoiding someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, my ears will bleed uncontrollably. I know that they will talk things regarding Amped there. It really irritates me, so I want to get in the convention as fast and soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing, I am not avoiding someone there. I think he's not comfortable having me around. The same goes for me. Of course, who would be not comfortable if you're always talked about? That thing irritates the both of us. Despite of his quiet demanor, I know of what he's thinking back there. That clears off the topic. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Case closed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What happens next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we started off our adventure to Wonderland... I mean, to Silvercity. We caught a bus going to Manila. My gosh! It was full already and the driver still insisted to have the six of us in. We obliged to go in since we have this fiery feeling that we must arrive in the convention earlier than the other group. When we arrived at Baclaran, we caught a cab to take us to Silvercity which took us around 15-30 minutes to arrive there. I really wondered how the six of us fitted inside that cab. It is a sign that I'm more sexier.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Leave the dreams alone to me, bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are now already at the said venue. What did you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some cosplayers preparing their costumes and stuffs. I even saw Hard Gay and Jiraiya doing some Yaoi fanservice while we were in the line. Joyce is having major nosebleed as I cringed. I really don't support yaoi but I do accept having them within the society. We took almost 20-35 minutes waiting for the damned line to move out and have the convention to be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STPx75WX9oI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LZpr69ALWbY/s1600-h/PB210010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STPx75WX9oI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LZpr69ALWbY/s320/PB210010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274825599890224770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As it opened, I immediately looked around to see whether there's a Mokona plush toy. Before that, Jerice saw the Naruto statue at the front lobby and it was showing off some skin. Jerice happily hugged it and laughed her head off. I remember Jin from her journal had some moments there also: &lt;a href="http://behindinfinity.deviantart.com/"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we roamed around like idiots there. Well, not actually. It is a place where I belong. After all, an anime convention will only attract anime fans and otakus all together in an event. I really don't care about the Amped section there. But, I really wished that it was e-games who was with the Hero Convention since I want to play O2jam for the first time in a convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerice went off with her classmates way back in elementary, as me and Joyce roamed around and asked the cosplayers if they're kind enough to pose in front of our cameras with them. If I had more time to prepare, I will surely cosplay for myself. Having Moka in Rosario + Vampire wouldn't be that bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, where are the others? Have you found them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STPzqlMvgiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/389XjN7_N3Q/s1600-h/PB220013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STPzqlMvgiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/389XjN7_N3Q/s320/PB220013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274827501446595106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we found them. We gathered up in the front lobby and they immediately dashed off to the Amped section where they played GetAmped. To be honest, I really don't get the essence of playing that game. I'm a RP gamer, not a combative-strategist player having exemption when it comes into Command and Conquer games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the picture at the right, Shaider is totally serious about that stuff as well as the other people around them. Michael even asked me to get a piece of paper in the so-called "GetAmped fishbowl" to get a specific gear needed for his character. He even placed his ID to me so I could get a piece of paper to him. He's an addict, right? I'll sue if you don't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There must be chibi cosplayers around the event?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is. I saw many chibi cosplayers which are very cute that I can't resist to suck out their blood. Okay, I am sounding like a vampire here. I saw a chibi Naruto from Shippuuden, Kenshin from Rurouni Kenshin, Suzumiya Haruhi from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I think I even saw a chibi Vocaloid there. Please do comment if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Battle of the Bands? Cool. Did they produce good music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the bands. They were cool. Cool enough to make me sleep despite of the speakers in their loudest volume. The sound of the speakers shook the core of the Earth that I was dozing off to my slumber. Having my Mokona plush toy as my pillow and Jerice having Kyouya plush toy as her own pillow, we slept. I didn't had the chance to hear the performances of the 3rd band up to the 5th band. I only managed to hear up to the 6th band since I already went home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the best part for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay Competition is what I loved the most. I loved the creativity of every person showed there. There were different tactics to catch off the audiences' attention. Next is the Dubbing Contest which made me laugh my heart out. Especially the final round wherein the contestants will dub some scene from Naruto Shippuuden having an impromptu script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I liked this year's Hero Convention. But I still loved my experience in the Hero Convention in SM-X Convention Center last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STP3LU_wIQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/08HuHrK1g1g/s1600-h/PB220019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STP3LU_wIQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/08HuHrK1g1g/s320/PB220019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274831362567708930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope I will attend to a more grand HeroCon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adios!&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/8942167822720498533-8659262236990024796?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8659262236990024796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8659262236990024796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8659262236990024796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8659262236990024796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/halinat-humataw-sa-hero-convention.html' title='Halina&apos;t Humataw sa Hero Convention!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNVUH1_SKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gf3YGcTSW2o/s72-c/PB210004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6861905156062453807</id><published>2008-11-21T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:42:34.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fest 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math fest'/><title type='text'>Math Fest 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I saw a very interesting comment that made me edit this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, I agree with you that nothing beats the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Are you blind? I just mentioned you because I forgot to make my blog entry regarding the fest. Geez, what the hell is going on with people? Is it bad to mention your name and to thank them that their entry made you remember to do something? It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; blog. You should be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; that you were given credit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dumb ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Late blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take heed of those words which are emphasized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in CNSHS history, we had this ever so-called Math Festival held last November 21, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought having this Math Fest will be the first step to have a school festival just like in other countries wherein other schools are invited to join in the fun and there's a lot of booths prepared by each class like  horror house, coffee cafe, tofu shop and so much more. Now, I'm thinking of things which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very impossible&lt;/span&gt; for the school to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNNFoaMKvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gUwJluAuxY0/s1600-h/DSC06962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNNFoaMKvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gUwJluAuxY0/s320/DSC06962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274644347722935026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, it started off to the usual program led by the Liriko for the doxology, which I remembered that I slept or talking quietly with Eugene. After that, flag ceremony. Ok, ok, I got your point, it is the usual thing. Then, they had this speech then the Math Quiz Bee started. We were not allowed to stay in the gymnasium for the first round since it is the elimination set. We were asked to roam around and never stay at the gymnasium until told so to go back. Alright, we went to the canteen since I told my companions that I will die because I didn't ate my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The canteen? What a cool place to hang-out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Tin-Anne, Gerlyn, Joyce and Bea decided to hang-out at the canteen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for a while&lt;/span&gt; since we're all starving to death. We were there for the first batch of consumers. Yes, I am talking about those people who buy food at the canteen to satisfy their needs. While eating and stuff, Joyce grabbed the camera and took stolen shots of us. It was kind of embarassing, but it was okay since I am well assured that it won't be used for blackmailing purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and I got a photography fetish afterwards. We like to focus things on every object that we see. Gerlyn came in to join the fun. That's why I am waiting for her upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Will show evidences SOON. Photos are with Gerlyn. As soon as she uploads it on her site, I shall immediately grab it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practiced my own skills in focusing stuffs. I grabbed Eugene's camera and tried to focus the jinglers' instrument. I asked Eugene to hold it up for me while I take a good picture of it. I got what I wanted. I posted it on my deviantArt as a deviant entry: &lt;a href="http://zephyrbloom.deviantart.com/art/Crooked-104566962"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I heard that you went to Naic to do something. What was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we were asked to do some remixing job that only the people in Naic offered their service to do so. We are doing this for Napo's sake since we want him to grab the title of Mr. Mathaba. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's up with that new term? &lt;/span&gt;I will discuss it later. Moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Bea and Gerlyn went around the town. As I toured them around the available computer shops aroudn the town, they were kind of disappointed since all of the computer shops were fiull and there's no GetAmped available in most shops. We decided to go back to school after we asked MJB to burn the tracks that we asked for them to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afternoon. What did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun the most in watching Mr. and Ms. Mathaba, just like a pairing contest that only marked that the contestants are fat/chubby. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't sue me here!&lt;/span&gt; Before that, we watched the Math Jingle. The juniors got their trophy again. It was kind of unfair since they were asked to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a jingle and not a cheerdance&lt;/span&gt;. Geez, the judging was way so wrong. Hell! The lyrics of the jingle, it was very unappropriate. The seniors tried enough to put up everything and limiting the use of every word in the jingle since it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; IS&lt;/span&gt; a jingle. Good heavens, have mercy on my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching Mathaba, the seniors gave their support to their representatives. It was really, really fun. Everyone in the gymnasium was watching our every move. It really feels great. I liked the way we supported Napo since everyone was shouting with the song on his talent portion: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"na-na-na-na-napooo~"&lt;/span&gt;. To add everything up, we were trying to imitate the dance steps he was making there. I was laughing my head off when he and his back-up dancers were doing their things there. It was so freakin' hilarious. Our support went out like a light bulb being hit by a switch. As Rassel, our contender for Ms. Mathaba showed her cooking skills. She was cooking Chicken Cordon Blue which was a very unique talent among those I saw before since it was always singing, dancing or acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After declaring that Napo and Rassel got the first place in Mr. and Ms. Mathaba, the seniors went up with their outrageous stampede towards the stage and started dancing there. I even had a video but it is not yet posted in Youtube. I will upload it as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNOy57vjwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/O57c2VhWeiQ/s1600-h/DSC07051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNOy57vjwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/O57c2VhWeiQ/s320/DSC07051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646225032810242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Having a Math Festival in our school wouldn't be that bad, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adios amigos!&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/8942167822720498533-6861905156062453807?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6861905156062453807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6861905156062453807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6861905156062453807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6861905156062453807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/math-fest-2008.html' title='Math Fest 2008'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/STNNFoaMKvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gUwJluAuxY0/s72-c/DSC06962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4142980159441200985</id><published>2008-11-18T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:16:06.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><title type='text'>Goal unexpected!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a125/uchiha_nikiri1/avatar-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a125/uchiha_nikiri1/avatar-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am feeling down. After all the hardships that we made, all of the sacrifices that we made. Our research study didn't pleased the panelists in Intel Regional Science Fair in Thursday. Of course, who wouldn't feel bad about that. I feel kinda sorry to those who didn't participate in the Division Science Fair Level and will not compete for the Regional Level. Well, it is alright to my part since it is now time to focus on our individual papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isn't this the time to celebrate things up? After all, you're free to this stressful things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is not yet the time to be confident. I need to finish my individual research paper. After all, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; an individual requirement for graduation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't feel bad. At least, you had an experience, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally! Therefore, it won't be that hard to defend to the school panelists since our study was already questioned by the Division Level panelists and the school panelists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood refreshed when I wet online. I watched the animes that I never heard before and never showed in the television. Yep, a full-pledged anime otaku. Since otakus like to see things for themselves. I watched Chaos Head and Kuroshitsuji since I found the plot cool. I like anime with uncliche plots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a125/uchiha_nikiri1/siggy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a125/uchiha_nikiri1/siggy-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture above is my banner in &lt;a href="http://friendstertalk.com/"&gt;Friendstertalk&lt;/a&gt;. I want to share my graphic resources to other people so they could use it, of course with my permission. Also, I want to help my parents to acquire money. I could only think of making these things with a certain amount of GCash once I am able to improve myself. I aspire to be a professional in graphic designing. That's why I'm deciding whether I should choose Multimedia Arts as my second choice for my course in college.&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/8942167822720498533-4142980159441200985?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4142980159441200985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4142980159441200985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4142980159441200985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4142980159441200985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/goal-unexpected.html' title='Goal unexpected!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6809598276960158105</id><published>2008-11-15T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:31:02.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C3'/><title type='text'>Jump &amp; Shout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SViKZMlXOqI/AAAAAAAAALU/jA5F9LGz-h8/s1600-h/11-11-08_2139.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/_1gSLNet7bII/SViKZMlXOqI/AAAAAAAAALU/jA5F9LGz-h8/s320/11-11-08_2139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285126328198576802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C3, a band from Australia came into the country. Their genre is Christian rock. I dragged Joyce to be with me since I want someone to talk to. My supposedly companions are not in my age group (13-16 years old), so that's one of the reasons I dragged her along. The venue is in our church, Cathedral of Praise in Taft Avenue, Ermita, Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C3? What a weird band name. It's like C2, an iced tea drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I find it weird also. But I like their music, you won't expect that it is a gospel music that they're playing. Besides, me and Joyce have hots for their keyboardist. I already searched for him in Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What you have done is just boy hunting like usual. Tell me about other details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my companions got pissed off because the girlfriend of my brother was like making everyone wait for 30-minutes to 1 hour before they took off from Cavite to Manila. I do think it is really irritating to be the one that you're only waiting then you'll make other people wait for you too. Who are you anyway, her royal highness to be treated specially? Duh, I don't like to have a future sister-in-law like that if that is the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That was interesting. What happened next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really. We let it pass by since we're going to the church anyway. What is the essence of the things you keep on hearing if you don't apply them in everyday life, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was good to attend this concert. Too band, my other bandmates didn't watch the live. Oh well, at least me and Joyce had fun and we rocked the world for God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6809598276960158105?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6809598276960158105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6809598276960158105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6809598276960158105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6809598276960158105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/jump-shout.html' title='Jump &amp; Shout!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SViKZMlXOqI/AAAAAAAAALU/jA5F9LGz-h8/s72-c/11-11-08_2139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-7560838100964976849</id><published>2008-11-11T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:01:23.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CS4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic designing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adobe'/><title type='text'>Invoke, Explore, Evolve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;$999. Where the hell can I get that big money to buy a software that I've always wanted? You must be wondering what the hell am I talking about? I'm talking about Adobe Photoshop CS4. That's right, the latest version of the Photoshop Creative Suite has arrived in this generation and it is a must-have for aspiring graphics designers like me to have that software. How I could crack the code so I can have it for free just like what I did in Photoshop CS3 Extended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the difference of CS4 to other Creative Suite series?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You can actually paint 3D designs and combine them into 2D images. It has Fluid canvas rotation where you no longer to tilt your head according to the canvas because of such things that you wanted to do in that image. Smoother panning and scanning and so much more. I so envy the rich people and the professional graphic designers and web designers who have this already. At least, they are not "nahuhuli" in their softwares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is my point here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally want that software since I'm very envious already. Even though, I already have two versions of Photoshop here in my desktop computer and one version in my dad's laptop [which I don't use that much], I want that latest version. Yes, I am being paranoid because of that software. Sometimes, I think that I'm already crazy because of these things. Oh well, this is what I love. It makes me happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I already have Photoshop, should I be content with what I have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a very stupid question because I know that I should be content already. But my hands are trembling and my eyes wander for that CS4 thing. Oh darn. I must have a disease already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What am I doing lately?&lt;/strong&gt; I'm into manga colouring for these past few days. Since I don't want to be a bother to my online buddy, I've decided if I know how to colour manga, I can put up a business by setting their requests and paying me via GCash. How I wish I can be good already in this stuff so I can earn money and even help my parents for our living. Even though, it's just a sideline job for me and nobody seems to care about it, I still wanted to try it. I might not know that it will be that effective.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any plans in this week? &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, of course. I'll be going to the &lt;em&gt;C3's concert here in Manila&lt;/em&gt;. Since the tickets are free, why should I miss this opportunity to miss bands from other country? By the way, their music genre is Pop Rock, so I guess I'll enjoy their rhythm and songs. Want to go with me? The transportation is free! Going there and back is free.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am listening to my favorite band as of this moment. I just realized that they're cool. Even though, I blabber them too much, it seems that I really appreciate Japanese music more than local music and Western music. I don't know. Maybe, I'm amuzed on how they present their music to other countries. Plus, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kanon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s too hard to resist. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-7560838100964976849?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/7560838100964976849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=7560838100964976849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7560838100964976849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/7560838100964976849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/invoke-explore-evolve.html' title='Invoke, Explore, Evolve!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-5102191678600869574</id><published>2008-11-09T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:39:19.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an cafe'/><title type='text'>I've finally done it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SRas3_MCWZI/AAAAAAAAAII/e7_DZYDQXl8/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SRas3_MCWZI/AAAAAAAAAII/e7_DZYDQXl8/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266586892111075730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Are you seeing this picture on the left side of this post? That's right. I'm really doing this. I'm gonna buy that damn album of An Cafe! It is the latest album of An Cafe in dedication for their 5th year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my only problem is how to pay this in Western Union or in LBC. Will somebody be kind enough to accompany me in this stuff?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-5102191678600869574?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5102191678600869574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=5102191678600869574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5102191678600869574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5102191678600869574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-finally-done-it.html' title='I&apos;ve finally done it!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SRas3_MCWZI/AAAAAAAAAII/e7_DZYDQXl8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-1592648215827913471</id><published>2008-11-09T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:23:37.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C2'/><title type='text'>Misadventures @ Rockwell</title><content type='html'>Yeah, we went to Rockwell/Power Plant since it was a special day to us. It is because our connect group leader received a gift certificate to eat in C2 restaurant in Rockwell. So, here we go to Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we went to Cathedral of Praise - Manila to wait for him. In the meantime, some of them prayed in the prayer room while myself was wandering around Emilio Aguinaldo College and Mini-Stop. Quite good, right? Alas, he has arrived. We shall now go Rockwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SRajd5IH8nI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ukhuX5nhub0/s1600-h/08-11-08_1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SRajd5IH8nI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ukhuX5nhub0/s400/08-11-08_1710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266576548202803826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you, I wasn't lying about this one. Considering Rockwell as one of the malls created for A-B social class. I do not belong here. I'm in level C. We have funds but we don't use it for luxury and stuffs. We are practical indeed. So that's why, I long for my cousin's PSP even though it is the old version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to my mind that it was my first time to be there. It was a great experience though. It was like Trinoma, put more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kaartehan"&lt;/span&gt; in their interior designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate in C2 restaurant. I can't believe that I got attracted by the presentation of the food. The dishes are only simple. Those things that we eat here in the province are their primary dishes. Yes, I'm utterly disappointed about that. Their noodles only tasted like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luglog&lt;/span&gt; here in the province. But, the rice was frickin' smellin' good, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we got dozens of picture taking 'coz there's a snow bear stuffs around the building so we've decided to check that one out and take pictures. You check my Friendster for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, we've experienced getting inside Rockwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-1592648215827913471?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/1592648215827913471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=1592648215827913471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1592648215827913471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/1592648215827913471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/misadventures-rockwell.html' title='Misadventures @ Rockwell'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SRajd5IH8nI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ukhuX5nhub0/s72-c/08-11-08_1710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3769562645312665465</id><published>2008-11-02T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:51:19.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sembreak'/><title type='text'>Boredom kills a vain person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semestral break.&lt;/span&gt; A week where students take a break from their homeworks, projects or whatsoever related to school. The thing is, I don't feel that it is our sem break because of the things the school left to us to work on. Well, I can't blame them because they need some business to attend to like seminars and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, this week is boring. I didn't went home to Nueva Ecija because it's hard to go back. So we just visited our loved ones resting in peace here in Cavite. We offered them flowers, prayed for their souls and went back to our homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, I am not yet done with my assignments. I need to cram now. Yeah, this is my bad habit that I am having a hard time to change this. Even though, I'm trying to do some assignments earlier than scheduled, it seems like I'm doing it in a very long period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-3769562645312665465?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3769562645312665465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3769562645312665465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3769562645312665465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3769562645312665465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/11/boredom-kills-vain-person.html' title='Boredom kills a vain person'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3924424150446936872</id><published>2008-10-26T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:38:06.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jigoku shoujo mitsuganae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Jigoku Shoujo Mitsuganae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jigoku Shoujo&lt;/span&gt; (Hell Girl) is one of my favorite picks when it comes into horror/supernatural genres in anime. The protagonist here is Enma Ai, a girl who performs her duties to bring agonied souls to hell for at least 400 years. She lives in an eternal twilight together with her mysterious grandmother and with her three helpers (in the first season).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, you don't need to watch every season in Jigoku Shoujo to be able to comprehend the plot, you should watched the second season to be able to understand the third season why did Enma Ai "died".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the "supposed death" of Enma Ai, she returns to fulfill her duty as the Jigoku Shoujo.&lt;br /&gt;She uses the body of a young 9th grader, Yuzuki Mikage, as her vessel to move around. Mikage sees Ai's vision through her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Kikuri manages to recruit Ai's three helpers to continue the Hell Correspondence operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what Jigoku sjoujo Mitsuganae unfolds in this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQUrS4Uz64I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6-nD2MzWsh4/s1600-h/screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQUrS4Uz64I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6-nD2MzWsh4/s400/screenshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261659343009606530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch it in &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/"&gt;Crunchyroll&lt;/a&gt; unti it is not yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;liscenced&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What I liked best in this anime is its artistic features. At first, it shows off traditional Japanese oil paintings. It may look scary, but it is not. Unless, you dare to send someone in hell. If you are courageous enough, access the Hell Correspondence via online. Wait until the clock strikes midnight, until you finally accessed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://keiyaku.elric.nu/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://keiyaku.elric.nu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portal to her world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/8942167822720498533-3924424150446936872?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3924424150446936872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3924424150446936872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3924424150446936872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3924424150446936872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/jigoku-shoujo-mitsuganae.html' title='Jigoku Shoujo Mitsuganae'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQUrS4Uz64I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6-nD2MzWsh4/s72-c/screenshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2909872731493471414</id><published>2008-10-25T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T04:17:28.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ♡ Leaps for &quot;C&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kizuna towel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an cafe'/><title type='text'>My ♡ Leaps for An Cafe!</title><content type='html'>After their latest single release, "Summer Dive", the band that made me fall in love with visual kei bands has released their latest album in celebration for their 5th year anniversary, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;小悪魔USAGIの恋文とマシンガンe.p."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&amp;amp;Gun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QfnzuIfjc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QfnzuIfjc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend everyone to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WATCH THIS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am depressed after I checked An Cafe's store.&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy the Bonds "Kizuna" Towel [SUMMERDIVE Version]. Since it costs 1, 429 Yen (around 800 pesos). But the shipping is 4000 Yen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can someone lend me 3000 pesos?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONEGAIII!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQL_xnQP_wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bpYE_M_2MSk/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQL_xnQP_wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bpYE_M_2MSk/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261048542537973506" 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/8942167822720498533-2909872731493471414?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2909872731493471414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2909872731493471414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2909872731493471414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2909872731493471414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-leaps-for-cafe.html' title='My ♡ Leaps for An Cafe!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQL_xnQP_wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bpYE_M_2MSk/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6954849044682742420</id><published>2008-10-22T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:46:08.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo blogging'/><title type='text'>Accepting Flaws</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQAQ7ir5prI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pBvrERAq3Ac/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260222979878004402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 327px; height: 113px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQAQ7ir5prI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pBvrERAq3Ac/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Adobe Photoshop 7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Working time: 45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;zephyrbloom productions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is a flaw image. I intended to make it like that because too many people doesn't appreciate the flaw of every person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the problem if I like this? Won't you try your best to be appreciative to your friend? Ah, I remember. I didn't consider everyone as my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; friend. This world is full of plastic people with flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have my own flaws. Everyone has their own flaws.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't everyone appreciate it like they have received their most awaited gift?&lt;br /&gt;Geez, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6954849044682742420?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6954849044682742420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6954849044682742420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6954849044682742420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6954849044682742420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/accepting-flaws.html' title='Accepting Flaws'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQAQ7ir5prI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pBvrERAq3Ac/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-5991525825404323325</id><published>2008-10-19T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:01:23.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLSU-CAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLSU-M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la salle'/><title type='text'>DLSU-CAT Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipilipinas.org/images/f/f1/Dlsu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://en.wikipilipinas.org/images/f/f1/Dlsu.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Religion. Morale. Culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These words made an outstanding Lasallian stand among the crowd and bring its achievement to other people. Ranked best among Computer-related studies, this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De La Salle University - Manila Campus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start it all off, I wasn't really that prepared. But I have  lot of self-confidence that I can pass this exam (even though, I'm not expecting myself to pass). I went to the entrance gates where parents were crowding the gates. I got a hell experience in asking where is Gate 3 where I was supposed to enter the campus. Gate 3 stands for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ngineering &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ate (EG). Yeah, I am entering this prestigious university with their masteral course, Computer Science in Specialization in Software Technology. I saw Jerolyn outside Gate 3. Together, we went in. We were like hanging our jaws very low because people around us are like college students already. Now, this is the disadvantage going into a provincial high school. I should have transferred in Manila when I was in 2nd year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the exam in the 5th floor of the Civil Engineering building, and heck, it is air-conditioned. I didn't brought my jacket. Some of my seatmates wear a Lasallian jacket to keep their luck up or something like that. One thing that I don't regret is that each of my seatmates is an extreme hottie. Now, I love to attend my classes in DLSU everyday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt; Now I shound obvious to my hidden intentions. I'm doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am generous enough, I am giving away tips for the next batch who will take the DLSU-CAT in DLSU-M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring jacket. Every room in DLSU-M is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;air-conditioned&lt;/span&gt;. Well, if your skin is thick, you'll be able to handle the coldness of the room.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you have some companions that you know you share the same testing area/building/room, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't bring snacks&lt;/span&gt; anymore. You'll be only given 15-minute break.&lt;br /&gt;3. DLSU-M loves &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;essay writing&lt;/span&gt;. Be sure you love essay writing when you're determined to spend your college life there.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you're a girl and lucky enough to have your seatmates (front, left, right, and back) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all hotties&lt;/span&gt;, consider it as one of the best things in your life as an upcoming college freshie. I don't know if you'd take this case also, if you're a boy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Be sure you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone to talk to&lt;/span&gt; from your school because you'd be 'out-of-place'.&lt;br /&gt;6. Stay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have all of your pencils &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sharpened&lt;/span&gt;, so you won't take tim in sharpening your pencils since some subtests are only 15-minutes.&lt;br /&gt;8. Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I was really uncomfortable with the essay writing part. Because there's one boy in the room who I think don't have a concrete idea of what he was going to write. The topic is about a teenager can do to stop corruption. The proctor came to him and whispered some possible ideas which I foudn out that was already written in my paper. Now, I really find it really weird. I covered my paper up by trying to lay my head up to the paper so I can only see the paper and the endpoint of my pencil instead. It was one of the&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; 30-minute hell of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I will pass this exam. Hope me to pass!&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/8942167822720498533-5991525825404323325?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5991525825404323325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=5991525825404323325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5991525825404323325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5991525825404323325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/dlsu-cat-experience.html' title='DLSU-CAT Experience'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4557183627594390642</id><published>2008-10-19T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:32:32.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song review'/><title type='text'>FM Static - Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember the times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;on those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;all about our lives&lt;br /&gt;and when we got to New York&lt;br /&gt;everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;were not enough&lt;br /&gt;and it used to feel like dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you&lt;br /&gt;here now would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;and the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;and stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you SAT AND told me about your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;and how not to look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;When it hurt so bad sometimes&lt;br /&gt;not having you here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really touched with the lyrics of the song. It managed to comfort my heart full of pain and sorrow. Somehow, I missed those moments with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. Well, this is what I get for regretting those kind of things. Now I sound too &lt;s&gt;emo&lt;/s&gt;, spank me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song to those who are still in love with their past relationships. To those who doesn't want to let their past go and look for their future. Will I be able to look for my future if I keep returning to my past? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Will I still be able to put my past to be my future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, please, make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Just for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-4557183627594390642?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4557183627594390642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4557183627594390642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4557183627594390642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4557183627594390642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-long-as-i-am-with-you-tonight-i-am.html' title='FM Static - Tonight'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-4862021362930949722</id><published>2008-10-19T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T07:30:13.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Sparkle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;If you are alone in your saddest moment in your life, who would you like to express your thoughts into? This is the time you call your friends to share the pang in your chest to lighten your burden. Friends are there in your happiest and saddest time in your life. They are there to share the moments wherein you will be not able to forget in your entire life. Picking up a good pack of friends is the best.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Have you ever experienced treating someone as a friend but they don’t treat you one? I am not pertaining to those who have betrayed you. Sometimes, there are people wherein they are showing off that they are attached to you and call you ‘friend’ but only taking advantages of what you have and do not matter on what you feel or act. It is painful enough to hear them laughing at a distance, wishing that you are one of those people that also laughs even at the corniest jokes ever heard.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;If I had a friend whom I treasured the most, it would be my plush toys. Now, you must be wondering why not a name of a person? It is because that no one could be able to understand my own perspective. No one can able to fully understand of what I feel. I am not able to express my own regrets and sorrows to somebody right away. So it gets piled up until it explodes like a bomb. Nobody could ever give me advices or even listen to my heartaches just like a friend that I always imagined. I’ve always thought that friends are always with you wherever you go; they are always at your side. I really quench for the love of a friend. Yeah, I sound so emotional.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Friends are like sparkling gemstones, once they lost its sparkle, they will be neglected unless someone shines them to regain their sparkle. For me, finding a friend that you’ve always wanted is a hard task especially when you are a perfectionist. Friends have their own flaws and such, we must learn on how to accept them in order to create a powerful bond that you and your friends could only share.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/8942167822720498533-4862021362930949722?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/4862021362930949722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=4862021362930949722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4862021362930949722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/4862021362930949722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/sparkle.html' title='Sparkle'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6254059527124794151</id><published>2008-10-14T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:55:06.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASEP 2008'/><title type='text'>ASEP Division Science Fair 2008</title><content type='html'>This is what I call joining an unexpected event. I don't aspire to be a researcher. Heck! What happened is the entire opposite. I have joined this event &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"unwillingly"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contestants for the ASEP Division Science Fair/Mr. and Ms. Agham 2008/Essay Writing/Poster Making Contests are the following students: Jerice Monge, Joyce Bea, Cassey Real, Lyza Quintella, Serene Bondad, Shayne Piol, Jan Bontorostro, Harlene Viray, Cherylyn Magbago, and yours truly (Science Fair). Though I don't remember their names, still Aaron, Arianne, JL and Ral joined the event for other contests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQugzpVD2pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5U4OIVRs1Qw/s1600-h/14-10-08_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQugzpVD2pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5U4OIVRs1Qw/s400/14-10-08_1345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263477398640515730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture on the left is the area's parking lot. Just kidding around. This even was held at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Governor Ferrer Memorial Comprehensive High School, General Trias, Cavite&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;October 13-14, 2008&lt;/span&gt;. 2 days filled with tension and cram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, I was kinda sweaty when I arrived here. I thought this event will kill all of your labor. My gawd, I really can't take the tension I'm feeling. So, I went around with Serene to ease the tension that we're feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, on the first day, we did nothing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs head off*&lt;/span&gt; Hey, I'm seriously talking here. We prepared our tarpaulins up, but no ingress occured. Everyone seems so busy in the Science Quiz Bee that our school made for the other schools and the Mr. and Ms. Agham preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jerice and Chery always hangs out in their canteen because they have this Minute Maid Orange Jiuce with real pulps of an orange fruit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Real pulp but fake juice"&lt;/span&gt;, this is what Jerice said. As minutes passed by, we seem to feel bored and stayed in our quarters for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Papa CJ"&lt;/span&gt; from Bucal National High School defending for his research. The story goes like this: Lyza thinks she had the most thickest research paper ever written in the whole division. We were all surprised that he had the same thickness as Lyza has, or even more pages than she had. With all Chery's guts, she went to that guy and interviewed him about his research. As I came along, all that I can remember is having a severe nosebleed from what they are talking about. This proves that I cannot be a scientist, so I aspire to be a computer programmer instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home feeling tired out of nothingness. Of course, it is a 3-day preparation with matching sleepless nights. Yeah, we didn't slept at all. How I pity myself. So, I immediately grabbed my pillow and saying goodnight to my L plushie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 came around and we're really tensed about it. Since ingress/congress will happen today. OMG! This is not what I am expecting. While waiting, everyone's coaches went into the rooms to give a little piece of advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQuyNWnqW7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/D256a1xi-IQ/s1600-h/14-10-08_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQuyNWnqW7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/D256a1xi-IQ/s400/14-10-08_1601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263496531992533938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While waiting for our turn for the congress, we were trying our very best to keep ourselves boredom-free. We watched the Mr. and Ms. Agham, playing some games on Jan's laptop, texting some of our classmates since some of them had cellphones with them, and drinking Minute Maid Orange juice from the canteen. Man, we're really bored. The picture on the left is one proof. Harlene's going emo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs head off*&lt;/span&gt; My gawd, my sanity is at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caption:&lt;/span&gt; "Learn to accept the way I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the last to have our congress in the Cluster 2, Applied Science, Team Category. The second one to defend our research in the whole pack of sayanistas. I really regret that day. I should have brought my Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer so I have something to read. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The congress went well. There is one question that really took my sanity off: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How much did you spend on your research?"&lt;/span&gt;. Very nice question by the panelist himself. Now, I am going crazy as of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't expect that we will claim a prize, but we did. We got 2nd place. Cool. My sanity is really at stake. This research has really made go wacky and insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no hunks/cuties in the Science fair. But there's a lot in Mr. Agham candidates! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*smiles evilly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6254059527124794151?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6254059527124794151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6254059527124794151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6254059527124794151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6254059527124794151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/asep-division-science-fair-2008.html' title='ASEP Division Science Fair 2008'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQugzpVD2pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5U4OIVRs1Qw/s72-c/14-10-08_1345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2166355217246223367</id><published>2008-10-10T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:35:29.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intramurals'/><title type='text'>Intramurals 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The long awaited break of CNSHSians from schoolwork has finally arrived. Yes, I am talking about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intramurals&lt;/span&gt;. Let me cite to you all the things that happen in almost a week full of tons, aches and triumph also free from schoolworks. Corny? Yeah, I talk corny shitty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt; [October 6, 2008]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQ2QVSbhsvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gpsh2olEpLk/s1600-h/DSC04158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQ2QVSbhsvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gpsh2olEpLk/s400/DSC04158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264022234864923378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo credits to: &lt;a href="http://gerimae.multiply.com"&gt;Gerlyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The start of our Intramurals&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad we didn't have a grand parade just like the last two years. But, we had an opening program just as usual. The officials of the sportsfest explained what sportsfest is and what can every CNSHSian will benefit. Afterwards, Mr. Tomas C. Loyola, the one who is in charge in the event announced that the event is opened. To start it all off, the cheerdance competition started. Forgive my words. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is an offensive post&lt;/span&gt;, and I really intend to do it. So, kindly click the 'back' button on the upper left corner of your browser before I track your IP address to hack you (now, I am kidding). The emphasized phrase is really meant, though. &lt;s&gt;Read at your own risk.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheerdance competition&lt;/span&gt;. All that you can hear are the screams and yells of the students, expecting their candidates to win and leave the other years struck in awe. Heck, what's good with it anyway? Even though I was one of the crowd who always yells, not scream. It'll ruin my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'oh-so-beautiful&lt;/span&gt; voice'. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Green Acers&lt;/span&gt; (freshmen) was the first one to show their cheerdance. Of course, we are expecting to have it like an explosive bomb. Heck, it was all the opposite. Forgive my word, but it was a lousy performance. I stated out to Marco that the freshies are having a hard time to gain confidence. The atmosphere around the crowd was awkward. Of course, it was boring. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yellow Asus&lt;/span&gt; (sophomores) was the last one to perform. Their cheerdance was not that 'showy'. I really don't remember how their performance went. All I remember was the girls' pompoms were falling off like...hair. Gee, compare the pompoms to hair, I must have a disease. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red Machintosh&lt;/span&gt; (juniors) were always having a hard time to cheer out their name since it is long. Alright, it is best to laugh it out. After all, I am a villain indeed. At least, I was in awe when  watched their cheerdance. They had great coordination with every member of the group. With matching beats coming from the complete set of drums (it was red, too!). But I was a little bored since I think they had their performance more than 7 minutes. Finally, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Blue Vaio&lt;/span&gt; (seniors) that I'm always making typographical errors when it comes to spell out the name. Geez, I always type in 'vaoi' since I'm thinking of 'yaoi'. Do not dare to ask me what 'yaoi' is. These people also have coordination in their stances. In their every move, you can feel that they really want to win. Unfortunately, they didn't win. It's alright, though. After all,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; it was only the cheerdance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. and Ms. Physique competition&lt;/span&gt; (did I able to spell it right? comment me) came after the cheerdance competition. Still held in the CNSHS gymnasium. I really don't remember how this competition went since I was hardly listening/looking at the event. I was really bored. I only heard that we didn't got the first place. Well, it is expected. Our competitors were looking all 'gangsta' with their outfit. Heck, I didn't even felt that I should have chills. But, I did had chills when Arianne Ramirez (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yellow Asus&lt;/span&gt; - Ms. Physique of Sophomore level) walked in through the isle and showed off her gun. It was a blockbuster hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing fun to share about that. What's fun with eating with your voracious classmates around you? Answer me. State me 1000 reasons why should I be happy to share my food with them? Now, I sound evil. Yes, I am evil and proud to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worst with this day? It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rained hard enough&lt;/span&gt; to stop every outdoor game occuring on the school field. So, they went to the gymnasium to watch the match of Sepak Takraw between Green VS Red. All that you can hear are the yells of the seniors to the green team and the juniors cheering for their team. Plus, you can eally feel that there is an intense war between the Red Team and the Blue Team. That's fun. I guess, this will be a cool intramurals after all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[post modified]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt; [October 8, 2008]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can totally admit that it was fun watching the girls, always trying hard to be proper and elegant enough, playing a pretty hardcore game. Guessed it? Totally, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt;. It was way to fun to laugh at the girls swarming off to the innocent orange ball dude. While the other seniors are way too busy to make little Joey (Sir Ces' daughter) entertained, we are laughing like there gonna be no more tomorrow. Heck, it was way too funny. I haven't got a photo or something to prove it. Sorry 'bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other games were played simoutaneously. Since I really don't want to get sunburned and all, I stayed in the canteen with JL. Yes, we are afraid to get tanned since brown isn't my skin tone color and it would not match me. While relaxing for a little bit, we heard that there's gonna be a sack race soon. So, me and JL immediaetly jotted out our comfy chairs and started wandering under the sun to search the damned court where sack race will be held. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I present to you, pictures in motion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LkBm_UEQ1RA&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/LkBm_UEQ1RA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sack Race Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DlGltM9LWaM&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/DlGltM9LWaM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sack Race Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since there is a slight misunderstanding who is the winner the boys' sack race, the official decided to have a match between Yellow VS Blue. Now, feel the wrath of the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWsGgUnsLFw&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/GWsGgUnsLFw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? We're still the champion. Dumb people don't know how to accept defeat. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt; [October 9, 2008]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still don't know what happened to the Vaio's female volleyball team captain, since it was hard to eat her ego away. Didn't I mentioned? Blue was defeated by Green. Nice, eh? But, I saw her raising her spirits up by cheering. That is the spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it rained in the afternoon. Nothing more I remember. That only means the intramurals will be extended.  That's a hell yeah for those who still have games. I can smell that my free time days are over. I can really smell it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt; [October 10, 2008]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it was pretty killjoy, we are actually having our regular classes. What the heck is that? It's not fun. I want to watch the games that are left. Oh, it is still raining. So, the games are forced to be played inside the gymnasium. It was hard to get in since everyone is trying to get shelter from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda sad that the patintero boys game between Blue and Red since we lost. But, it is okay. But then, Ma'am Bisa tried to call me and my groupmate, Chery, to go to the Chemistry laboratory since we will work for our research paper. Yeah, it was completely a killjoy day. All that I can hear are the cheers and yells. I can't see the actual game since they were all blocking my view. Darn it! So, I was thinking of every excuse to go out of the Chemistry Lab and to peek what's going on to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green proved their worth to be the queens' of CNSHS volleyball. They whipped the Red team's ass. Great thing, freshies. Afterwards, it was the volleyball boys turn. Sadly, I didn't watch it since we were locked up to do some paperworks. I am hearing my batchmates cheering like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"manalo, matalo, champion pa rin kami!"&lt;/span&gt; where I laughed out loud. Sir Mojica was also inside the Chemistry Lab alongside with Ma'am Malones. She asked who will be over-all champion in case we lost the game. I proudly said that we're still the winners even though we lose those 2 games. Sir Mojica said that there should be no awarding if Blue Vaio won. Sorry sir, you had too, 'coz we are the champions. The Red team was countering the cheer that my batchmates cheered. They were bickering things which I find funny. Yeah, call me a weirdo. I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'f'&lt;/span&gt; care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the awarding ceremony came. No trophies, medals or whatsoever. First time in history. Again, I sneaked out of the Chemistry Lab to check out the ceremony. Everytime we are announced to be the game champion, some of us go to the stage and dance like people who perform rituals and pose to have a picture. That was a good thing to do. After the annoucning of the overall champion, almost everyone went to the stage and transformed into party animals. That's not all, it was continued inside IV - Oxygen's room which I, didn't intend to join in the party and just want to ask Michael if he has a Microsoft Office installer, joined in the fun but left immediately since I really don't belong to that kind of world.I do hope this Intramurals will be forever cherished and we all have a morale learned during the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8942167822720498533-2166355217246223367?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2166355217246223367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2166355217246223367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2166355217246223367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2166355217246223367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/intramurals-2008.html' title='Intramurals 2008'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SQ2QVSbhsvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gpsh2olEpLk/s72-c/DSC04158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2977442197158648683</id><published>2008-10-07T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:27:44.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sixteen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denise'/><title type='text'>Secondhand Sechzehn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wird es gebrochen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Können wir es ausarbeiten?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ich kann in Ihren Augen sehen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sie sind bereit zu brechen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Schauen Sie weg nicht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SPh-xY9fgJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aU4kBkIC_Ug/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SPh-xY9fgJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aU4kBkIC_Ug/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258091951934111890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am celebrating my very special day. You guessed it, today is my sixteenth birthday. My most awaited birthday. Why is that? Because life turns into a reality when I turn sixteen. Goodbye to my ruckus old self, to a new and hopefully more mature Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank the people who greeted me because they remembered me. I also like to thank the people who greeted me because they don't want to be left out, the people who forgot but still greeted me, and those who wants to be treated only. Still, my day is not yet complete. I can feel that something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was quite boring since it is not chaotic unlike my past birthdays. Maybe I am accustomed doing trivial chores when I am celebrating my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing my past birthdays wherein many people are trying their best to gather my attention. Yeah, this is what I hate about people around me. Bunch of idiots. They do not know how to accept the real me. When I wanted to show my real self, they turn away and as if they don't see me. They don't take heed of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that sounds emo. I am a goth, not an emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I knew it, I shouldn't give them my whole trust. It only made me feel bad. Despair. Loneliness. Sorrow. I hate this life. It only made my hatred grow bigger than ever. There's nobody to talk to despite of my frustrations. Then, you'd comment saying that I'm not opening up. I am taking the initiative, but still they're going away. I can't wait until I attain my total freedom: graduation. I'm so frickin' sick of everyone's personality. Full of plastic people. Dumb shit.&lt;/s&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/8942167822720498533-2977442197158648683?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2977442197158648683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2977442197158648683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2977442197158648683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2977442197158648683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/secondhand-sechzehn.html' title='Secondhand Sechzehn'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SPh-xY9fgJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aU4kBkIC_Ug/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2728559226947859276</id><published>2008-10-04T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:59:04.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet tooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Sweet Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eingeständnisse eines Süßen Zahns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a self-proclaimed sweet tooth. Why did I say so? I am in-love with sweets. Earlier, I was going to my dentist, unexpectedly she canceled her appointment to me since she was going to somewhere. So, I re-scheduled my appointment for tomorrow for dental check-up since my pearly whites will be going under root canal treatment. Does it hurt? I am scared enough. After doing that, I went to Goldilocks to buy a Chiffon cake slice since I was craving sweet to gnaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home, I was surprised that my older brother came back home earlier than scheduled. He stayed in Manila last night for his work. He brought a Dulce de Leche meduim-sized cake with him. I happily dig in without bothering from who it came from, only that my aunt sent it to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bon appetit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, my parents went to Dasmariñas, Cavite to deal some things. When they got home, they brought a chocolate cake that filled up my heart. I ate up into my heart's content. Of course, I shared it with my family. It would be sweeter if you shared a dessert with someone. So that's why I intend to love Valentine's Day, because guys do give chocolates to the ones they are courting, dating or planning to court. I'd say I prefer spending time with each other in Valentine's Day would be preferrable for me than roses or chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched QTV 11's newest show, True Confections, hosted by Sam Oh. That lucky girl, she was able to eat a Strawberry cake made my world-class pastry chefs. I so envy that girl. Haha! I do hope I can eat a Strawberry cake, too. Since I was really craving for that one. I managed to get True Confection's site to get the procedures and ingredients. Now, it is time to do it. Maybe, I'll do it on Christmas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, remember to brush your teeth after eating all those damn sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;¡Tienen un día dulce delante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Have a sweet day ahead!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-2728559226947859276?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2728559226947859276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2728559226947859276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2728559226947859276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2728559226947859276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/confessions-of-sweet-tooth.html' title='Confessions of a Sweet Tooth'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8864670594421733740</id><published>2008-10-04T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:33:41.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intramurals'/><title type='text'>Intramurals : Preparation</title><content type='html'>I've told you before that the aim of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Intramurals&lt;/span&gt; is to lock your the target: to win the said event. Last October 2, 2008, we had our Medical Check-up for 3:00 to 5:00 in the afternoon. Now, it was all crap. I mean, it should be the time to practice some sports that we will be joining for the event next week since there's always classes. It's kinda irritating that you have to arrange those damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paperworks&lt;/span&gt; for the compliance of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Intramurals&lt;/span&gt; so we were forced to do that shitty thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what my classmates had indicated in their blogs, it is an irritating thing to do. But I guess, it's better than listening to some boring lessons that never ceases to excite me. I am not fooling everybody here. I am just showing who really I am. Listen up, dude. When I'm posting something here in cyberspace, you are talking to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; me. Yes, when you're with me in person, you are seeing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;virtual&lt;/span&gt; me, forcing to wear masks all around. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I can't wait to take it off. I really can't wait for the day of my total freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the Supreme Student Government with the cooperation of the Young Sportsmen Club had done with the finishing touches for the said event that will be held on Monday, October 6, 2008. After all, it was said that the Intramurals this year will be great as ever. I do hope we won't be disappointed on Monday. I mean, this is my last Intramurals in Cavite National Science High School. My last year for being a sick wack-o girl with shitty things going through my head and have the liberty to do it. My next years will be on a universities or a college campus with different faces and different personalities. I want to spend my last year in high school with all the people I know I can trust on. When I graduate, things will change. Everything will change, not according to my will. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tengo miedo de graduarse en la escuela secundaria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I will cheer to my batch with my heart's content. We must win this event for this is our last Intramurals that will be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;forever in our memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; together with other high school memoirs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-8864670594421733740?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/8864670594421733740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=8864670594421733740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8864670594421733740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/8864670594421733740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/intramurals-preparation.html' title='Intramurals : Preparation'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-5981263447569390966</id><published>2008-10-03T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:54:54.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>unechte Frau</title><content type='html'>I am so fucked up when I hear lame excuses that seems to be unbelievable. That's why sometimes I am irritated to myself. Whatever I do, there's always lame excuses to be made. How pitiful.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Argh&lt;/span&gt;. Damn life. It shouldn't be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chery and Harlene, my research partners, went to my house to fix our powerpoint presentation for our research. I bet I know what you're thinking. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're thinking that we, a bunch of high schoolers, are doing thesis that is for college students.&lt;/span&gt; Am I right? Yeah, we really need to comply, or else no certificate for graduation. That's what I don't want to happen. 私は私の生命を憎む So far, we haven't refined our Introduction but the Methodology and the Results are going smoothly. Hope I could my father's laptop so we can continue working on it at school since we're banned from using the IT Center in school. (That's is not right! We're the ones who paid it! Give it back to the fourth years!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of boring colors and fake smiles. (生命は退屈な色の完全であり、偽造品は微笑する。)&lt;br /&gt;That's how I view my life. Completely dull. Unless there's somebody to fill it up with shimmering colors so that I can experience the joy what the world is in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I being frustrated? It is because I was forced by my mother to go with her in a bible study. I really not on the mood to listen to religious stuffs, but she dominated my decisions again. Darn. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parents are the superior ones.&lt;/span&gt; Follow them or you'll be dead. After all, they're the ones who made sacrifices just to make sure that you will have a good future within your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tomorrow's my classmate's Milky's birthday. Happy birthday to her. Even though, we're not that close, but I treat her nicely since I am confessing to her my hidden feelings. But it's a different story when I tell things to Marco, since he understands my every single personality flaw. Promise, you wouldn't expect the Denise you knew will be different if you asked him. I treat him like my best friend, so trust him to hide my shitty personality complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigos!&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-5981263447569390966?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/5981263447569390966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=5981263447569390966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5981263447569390966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/5981263447569390966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/unechte-frau.html' title='unechte Frau'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-6129942213533360876</id><published>2008-10-02T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:16:08.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNSHS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intramurals'/><title type='text'>Lock on your target, then SHOOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/No5uWX2M19/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/No5uWX2M19/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Intramurals will be held on next week. From October 6, then jump to October 8-9. Since October 7 has regular classes because of the Korean/DepEd General Meeting which I really don't care about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our Medical Check-up for the compliance of the Intramurals 2008. It was boring since we didn't do anything except for arranging the papers and stuffs. But it's okay for me since it was considered a free time for my part even though we had classes on some subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Our team's objective has only one goal, but try to keep in mind that other opponents also have that goal. Let us do our best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Try to lock on our target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, that is to win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-6129942213533360876?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/6129942213533360876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=6129942213533360876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6129942213533360876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/6129942213533360876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/lock-on-your-target-then-shoot.html' title='Lock on your target, then SHOOT!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2766514883953149757</id><published>2008-10-01T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:46:49.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linguistics'/><title type='text'>I don't speak German and French!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ich spreche German und Französisch nicht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't believe me? I've always wanted to speak two to three different languages aside from English and Tagalog. Currently, I only know some words and phrases in Japanese that I am able to read and understand. I've always wanted to learn French and German, but seing those words with weird dots above or underneath each other, it feels like err.. to me since I'm thinking that I can't learn this anymore. So I decided to quit on that dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I chatted with my cousin. She accidentally typed a French phrase which means "I don't understand you". Okay, I thought it was crap. But I became so envious. She really does know to speak French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Puis-je parler maintenant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I love trash things in our house. I didn't knew that we had German-English and French-English speaking guide booklet here. But, it doesn't mean that I love every trash. I treat trash as crap. Know what I mean? If the trash will have some use, then it is considered to be sacred. I sure sound absurd, but it doesn't matter know. At last, my guide to complete my linguistical wish. I do hope I can learn how to pronounce them right. I don't worry about that since my cousin is always there for me to critic my pronounciation while I rant about their English pronounciation (Since that cousin studies European languages, not the American language).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I accessed Crunchyroll. My browsers are having a hard time to establish to the stated site. Moving on, one of my favorite users there, &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/user/dreamcity-x"&gt;dreamcity-x&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Candy&lt;/strong&gt;/Katherine, gave me an advanced gift. Let me post them here and leave you guys have your jaws wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SONb4aN4taI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gjIQfHr8QEw/s320/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252142615112496546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Vielen Dank für alle Dinge haben Sie zu mir, Katherine getan. Sie sind ein wunderbarer Freund von mir in Crunchyroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*sigh* There are classes again tomorrow. But it is a medical mission needed for our upcoming Intramurals. Speaking of Intramurals, it won't be on October 6-8, 2008. It will be on October 6, 2008 then October 8-9, 2008. Funny, eh? They skipped October 7, 2008. My birthday. They skipped my birthday. How cruel is that? *sigh* I do hope that Korean/DepEd thingy will be worth to spend my birthday with classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel free to comment and drop some candies. :3&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/8942167822720498533-2766514883953149757?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2766514883953149757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2766514883953149757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2766514883953149757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2766514883953149757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-speak-german-and-french.html' title='I don&apos;t speak German and French!'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/SONb4aN4taI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gjIQfHr8QEw/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-2182112790064216589</id><published>2008-09-30T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:25:24.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denise'/><title type='text'>Taking my radiant smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My blog posts from this entry onwards will have curse words. So, if you're not used in reading it as a part of this blog's expression, you better quit reading in this moment. I am warning you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My day started off like shit. Why ask? My parents are mad at being so irresponsible and other things, so I went to school without bothering to bid them goodbye so whatever thing happens on my morning routine. Yeah, I sound and act rebellious. So, what if I am? Sometimes I'm so tired and sick of hearing shitty sermons everyday so I tend not bother about it anymore. I'm saying crap words here. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parental Guidance is advised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think my day in school is just like the same. I crammed in some subjects since some of them had quizzes or oral participations since I cared about my academic grades so I can impress the universities that I'm planning to apply. I passed all of the things that are needed for my application in De La Salle University-Manila. I do hope that my father has consolidated it on time. Better hope for that one. Oh, before I forget this one, I was living my shit out of me because I was cramming on our powerpoint presentation in Research since we're the one who is scheduled to defend. But after explaining things to our Research adviser, she let us use her period for the continuation of making our presentation. Poor tummy didn't ate anything from the lunch boxes of other classmates. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is already the last day of September.&lt;/span&gt; It has been a good month for me, except for some payments that are always collected during this month. I like my life revolving around my classmates since we're Latax, and we understand the cases and flaws of each other. I think it's good to have everyone to be attached and trust them. But I learned in my life that I should not trust a person completely, unless he's my future partner in the future for eternity. It would bring pain and sorrow to my part. What hurts the most is betrayal. I really don't like to be betrayed since it leaves a pang on my chest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched our movie review in English IV, it's title is "Now and Then", I really don't know who directed it because I arrived late due to one incident in the IT Center. That incident is the one that used Yahoo! Messenger during Research Class. I think it was Napoleon who opened his Y! Messenger account through the computer that Hannah's using, then we saw Virgil online. But good heavens! When it gets exciting to talk with a former friend, Ma'am Rhea came in and saw the Y! Messenger. Yes, we were caught dead. Crap. Anyway, going back to the movie review, we had fun watching it even though I gave many side comments. Maybe I'm not in the good mood to watch movies so that's why I'm giving comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently, I am listening to the album of Alesana's "On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax" which I always wanted to have my original copy. It's hard to find this CD actually. Could somebody order this for me in &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt;? *laughs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qRyFfubDO7/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moving on! While I'm doing this one, I'm also updating my other blog sites like my Multiply and fixing my Friendster profile since it's been a while since I fixed my crap profiles. How can I make graphics of my own if my Photoshop is not yet activated? Would somebody be kind to lend me an Adobe Photoshop 7+ versions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I arrived at home, my mother told me to text my father to check about the status of my schedule in De La Salle University. Before I could formulate a text message, he only texted my mother saying that he succeeded in doing this, so I was glad it was accomplished. Huzzah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Manila Campus - De La Salle University - College Entrance Test, October 19, 2008, 2:30pm - 6:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I must do my best in this next college entrance test since it is my second choice aside from University of the Philippines. Hope that I would pass both my UPCAT and DLSUcet. Now I'm thinking about my third choice of college/university. I'm not sure if we will migrate to Australia. In the meantime, I should be busy with my college life here in the Philippines. Wait, how about Asia Pacific College? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have any ideas?&lt;strong&gt; Comment me back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Stop staring at her like a fool, take the initiative to talk to her."&lt;/span&gt;&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/8942167822720498533-2182112790064216589?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/2182112790064216589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=2182112790064216589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2182112790064216589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/2182112790064216589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-my-radiant-smiles.html' title='Taking my radiant smiles'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-3162893897749337077</id><published>2008-09-29T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:20:23.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikiri'/><title type='text'>Problematic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Why do seek my own faith? Why do I keep thinking about my future if I can't handle my present? Why do I have these kind of problems anyway? Earlier, I cried because I was worried sick about my Secondary Scholastic Records and Recommendation Forms of De La Salle University-Manila since I need it by now. I gave my letter to our school principal by our break in the morning and I said that I will return to get it at noon. When I returned, she already went out to go somewhere to attend some important matters that doesn't need to be stated here. That's the time I because so worried sick that I want to skip classes just to look for it. Okay, I found it within my adviser's table and it was during our Chemistry period which is second to the last. I was &lt;strong&gt;relieved&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I am hearing a terrible voice within our neighborhood. Could somebody please stop the one who keeps on singing My Chemical Romance songs? It irritates my ears. As of this moment, they're singing novelty songs. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Could somebody toss something to make them quiet?!&lt;/span&gt; I can't concentrate while I'm reading El Filibusterismo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, you could say that I am a problematic person. I always think of problems that will make my life more colorful, but if you're gonna ask me, I seriously don't like problems at all. I think problesm do like me at all. How sad is that. Darn it. Blog is for expressing your thoughts, right? So I have freedom here? &lt;strong&gt;Hell yeah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*silence*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I'm busy right now. I'm making a powerpoint presentation for our oral defense in Research Class for tomorrow. Oh crap, I'm dead here. Me and Harlene will not sleep, I guess, just to finish our presentation. So, see you in my next post! :3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8942167822720498533-3162893897749337077?l=zephyrbloom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/feeds/3162893897749337077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8942167822720498533&amp;postID=3162893897749337077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3162893897749337077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8942167822720498533/posts/default/3162893897749337077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zephyrbloom.blogspot.com/2008/09/problematic.html' title='Problematic'/><author><name>Seira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03058448937724236459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSLNet7bII/Sr8jXjxKb_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1hURABQfWnY/S220/DSC01119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8942167822720498533.post-8764957649437869879</id><published>2008-09-28T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:21:58.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YUI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel My Soul'/><title type='text'>Feel the Voice of an Soul Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/IamMine/YUI/YUI-sig-05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 152px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/IamMine/YUI/YUI-sig-05.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUI&lt;/b&gt; (born March 26, 1987 in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fukuoka,_Fukuoka" title="Fukuoka, Fukuoka"&gt;Fukuoka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japan" title="Japan"&gt;Japan&lt;/a&gt;) is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_people" title="Japanese people"&gt;Japanese&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singer-songwriter" title="Singer-songwriter"&gt;singer-songwriter&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Actress" title="Actress" class="mw-redirect"&gt;actress&lt;/a&gt;. She is currently signed to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sony_Music_Entertainment_Japan" title="Sony Music Entertainment Japan"&gt;Sony Music Records Japan&lt;/a&gt; and attached to the talent agency &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stardust_Promotion" title="Stardust Promotion"&gt;Stardust Promotion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first discovered the music of YUI when my online best buddy was always talking about Japanese music. After I listened of one of her songs, I fell in-love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics of the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feel My Soul&lt;/span&gt; which is embedded on my blog as of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakitsukaretetanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toikakeru basho mo naku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayoinagara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsumazuitemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tachidomarenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kimi ga kureta egao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Otoshita namida wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boku no mune no fukai kizu ni furete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kieta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel my soul, take me your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soo tatta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hitotsu o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kitto daremo ga zutto sagashite
