<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949</id><updated>2011-12-25T22:44:33.263+08:00</updated><category term='Coffee'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Environment'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Medicine'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='God'/><category term='Love'/><category term='family'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='La Salle'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Piano'/><category term='Academics'/><category term='Masci'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='life'/><category term='Books'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Photoshop'/><title type='text'>ESCAPE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>302</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3906271502422528766</id><published>2010-05-26T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:12:11.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm MOVING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.wordpress.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more post in here. :)&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/9546949-3906271502422528766?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3906271502422528766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3906271502422528766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3906271502422528766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3906271502422528766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving_26.html' title='MOVING'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5057297389393368556</id><published>2010-05-09T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:29:37.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Summer Addiction</title><content type='html'>Yes, in between baby sitting I still find time to enjoy my summer, at the least of it. Baby sitting is "sometimes" fun but it gives me a greater amount of pain in the ass. It so happen that I only read 2 novels this summer. I'm such a loser. Actually its 3 but I don't include American Gods. The thing is, I end up snoozing every time a read a book, either it is I'm really sleepy or the book is boring so its up for you to judge. Anyway, I am playing this game on my cellphone called 3D Rally its kinda like a racing game and I'm so addicted to it. I can't sleep! I'm serious. LOL. I'm now like a raccoon. But, at last! I have unlocked all of its level and I'm have gone to rehab already so I'm through with my addiction. LOL. So besides playing a cp game, I'm watching America's Next Top Model. I just love this show but I don't much like Tyra. Sorry Tyra fans. I love the shoots, the clothes, the models and the catfights! Rawrr! LOL. I just love watching them saying curses to each other. This cycle, I'm betting for Raina Hein. See pictures below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/featurem31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-150" title="featureM3" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/featurem31.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/24739_515315492922_146100944_30609588_1899594_n1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-154" title="24739_515315492922_146100944_30609588_1899594_n" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/24739_515315492922_146100944_30609588_1899594_n1.jpg?w=271" alt="" width="271" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/19275_514812705512_146100944_30596479_1663729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-153" title="19275_514812705512_146100944_30596479_1663729_n" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/19275_514812705512_146100944_30596479_1663729_n.jpg?w=200" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm so gay. LOL. Besides Raina, I'm drooling for Ian Somerhalder. The guy in Lost and Vampire Diaries and a Gucci, Guess model. Name them all. HOT! Whew! He has that dreamy eyes that melts every woman's heart and the body! Whew! Drooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/4543992701_636c9900c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-155" title="4543992701_636c9900c8" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/4543992701_636c9900c8.jpg?w=237" alt="" width="237" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i love="" men="" in="" especially="" this="" 3=""&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i love="" men="" in="" especially="" this="" 3=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love men in suits. Especially when its IAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i love="" men="" in="" especially="" this="" 3=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/4036145403_7503ffda58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-158" title="4036145403_7503ffda58" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/4036145403_7503ffda58.jpg?w=226" alt="" width="226" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i love="" men="" in="" especially="" this="" 3=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i love="" men="" in="" especially="" this="" 3=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/ian_somerhalder_-11058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-156" title="ian_somerhalder_-11058" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/ian_somerhalder_-11058.jpg?w=239" alt="" width="239" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok! I'm officially drooling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i love="" men="" in="" especially="" this="" 3=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ian somehow also resemble Chace Crawford, my other boyfriend. LOL. Can I have a guy like Ian? LOL. He's too irresistible. Made to perfection.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, you can say that my summer addiction is about obsessing to men and women. LOL. I promise to read some academic related stuff this summer.I have read some introductory stuff about Histology but I still haven't opened my book in Biochem and I still have no freaking idea about my class on physics. I just can't study especially in this kind of heat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm planning to watch Vampire Diaries. Looks waaayyyy better than Twilight. True Blood is also good but its rated not for teens. Vampires are in, aren't they? Well, I don't care, as long as they're hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Teehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5057297389393368556?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5057297389393368556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5057297389393368556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5057297389393368556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5057297389393368556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-addiction.html' title='Summer Addiction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-837307841376547997</id><published>2010-05-09T09:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:51:43.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm having another blog, if in case, blogger doesn't work, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.wordpress.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be updating stuffs here also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love lots,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim&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/9546949-837307841376547997?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/837307841376547997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=837307841376547997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/837307841376547997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/837307841376547997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8120984283792826994</id><published>2010-05-05T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:53:25.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>ELECTION 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;5 days before the national election and I have to say I'm quite excited cause I'll be voting now. The truth is, politics is the least of my concern. I really don't care much about it  because besides the fact that it is a downright dirty job, its lame, ok?! &lt;em&gt;Ang yabang ko. hehe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/election-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-134" title="election-2010" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/election-2010.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="272" height="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many Filipinos are surely asking themselves: &lt;em&gt;"May pag-asa pa kaya ang Pilipinas na makabangon?"&lt;/em&gt;. I have been asking myself the same question also and as far as I can see, Philippines need a total "make-over". We need to start from scratch. &lt;em&gt;Iba kasi ang &lt;/em&gt;mindset &lt;em&gt;nating mga Pilipino &lt;/em&gt;compared to other nations. Yes, we can blame all those foreigner that invaded our lands- Spaniards, Americans, Japan. A big mention to Spain who has greatly contributed to what we are-- our culture, our norms, etc. &lt;em&gt;Idagdag rin natin ang mga kano.&lt;/em&gt; Have you ever consider, what if Philippines is not Philippines? I mean, are we going to be in this state if we were not conquered in the past? &lt;em&gt;Sure maraming nagawa ang pananakop sa atin ng mga Kastila at Amerikano, &lt;/em&gt;there's the good side in it but as I can see it now, &lt;em&gt;mas nakikita ang cons.&lt;/em&gt; Filipinos are becoming less and less patriotic and nationalistic and that's exactly what we need. Look at China. Heavens, Chinese love for their country is beyond greatness. They could die for it. What about us? Could we die for this country? In Thailand, they have this golden statue that could be displayed in public but mind you, it will not be stolen. How about the Filipinos? &lt;em&gt;Makakita lang ng kahit statwang gawa sa tanso, kinabukasan &lt;/em&gt;gone like the wind. Yes, that's us. I have to admit, I have no sense of nationalism and patriotism and the truth is if ever I'll be given a chance to swap citizenship I'll be glad to do so, except on notorious countries of course. Its just then that I've come to realize the importance of our culture. We must preserve it. We must preserve the "good" things that we have. Take for example the Metropolitan Theater located in Lawton, Manila.  Metropolitan theater s an art deco building designed by the Filipino architect &lt;a title="Juan M. de Guzman Arellano" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_M._de_Guzman_Arellano"&gt;Juan M. de Guzman  Arellano&lt;/a&gt;, and inaugurated on December 10, 1931, with a capacity of  1670 (846 orchestra, 116 in loge, and 708 in balcony). Credits to Wiki for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/h99371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-135 aligncenter" title="h99371" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/h99371.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="240" height="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Met Theater (Before)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/h99371.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/metropolitan-theater-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium  wp-image-136 aligncenter" title="metropolitan-theater-1" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/metropolitan-theater-1.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="240" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Met Theater (After) *ang galing talaga*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;It used to be so classy and grand, now vandalism are all over. It needs to be revive. Its an artifact, a structure with historical value that we need to preserve but why do we destroy such thing? Its sad but true. &lt;em&gt;Ganyan natin kamahal ang Pilipinas.&lt;/em&gt; We are constantly building large infrastructures, cutting down trees for investors to come yet we are not aware that we destroying the beauty that we had once. I'm sure Rizal, Bonifacio or many of our martyr would be really pissed off if they could see our situation right now. They would surely come back from the grave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I'm saying this not as an activist or an advocate or what. I feel pity for our country, for us Filipinos. We are too degraded and discriminated by other nations. We need to revive our grandeur and our spark. We had that once. I don't know if its too late but we have to work now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;On May 10, 2010 your votes will determine the future of this country. We need a "decent" leader because all our leaders are "crazy".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;On May 10, go out and vote. Vote wisely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8120984283792826994?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8120984283792826994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8120984283792826994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8120984283792826994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8120984283792826994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/05/election-2010_05.html' title='ELECTION 2010!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-920052272592108260</id><published>2010-04-27T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:06:32.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Coco Chanel and Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S9lNShIArDI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wvuKYUtdwdQ/s1600/NINE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S9lNShIArDI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wvuKYUtdwdQ/s320/NINE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465484603315760178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, lately I was very addicted in watching movies. This is one of the  things I should have accomplish in doing perfectly this summer.  Watch as many movies as I can. YEBA! So last night I convinced myself  that I'm going to watch "Nine" because Daniel Day Lewis is in the movie.  Though I already had a premonition that this movie will be going to be a  super-big-size "flop", I still tried it on. And I was right. The movie  is a big  failure. It doesn't brought the excitement that I want instead  it was draggy and too overrated. I hate Kate Hudson in this movie (the  fact is, I hate her in all her movies), doing the stripper dance all  over just didn't fit her. Its like imagining me, doing a sexy, stripper  thing which is gross, right? Penelope Cruz was hot but she doesn't  really portray that "hotness". While the rest, I have no idea what they  were doing. I decided to watch other film last night, cause I was  getting really bored. All those fancy-stripper dance just doesn't work  for me, at least. &lt;p&gt;So, Coco Chanel saved my night. I really have no idea of Chanel's  past life until I watched this movie. An ambitious, young lady from  Fran&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tokyodandy.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/coco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.tokyodandy.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/coco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ce who dreams of becoming an actress instead becoming this fashion  icon whom celebrated and fancied by the era today. Such an inspiring  story from rags to riches and a very tragic love life, I must say. Coco  says ..."I never intend to marry anyone". So, she never did but at least  she still leaves the legacy of her style. Audrey  Tautou can act! Heavens! I thought she was Coco resurrected. I love her  in this movie. I was planning to see Amelie. His leading men are all  good and sexy and they speak French, which is so cool. I have never  really a big fan of high class fashion, not that I don't adore them or  fancy them its just that dreaming of those 10,000 bucks clothes just  won't let me even dare to think about it. They are way, way too  expensive. I wonder why they have increased the marketing at such a high  markings? Coco Chanel is not a socialite for pete's sake! Make her  clothes, shoes, hats and bags more affordable! Or maybe, I should try  audition in "Nine" and do some strippy dance to make into Hollywood and  do porn! Then, I'll be able to buy some Chanel dresses. Hahaha. Just  kidding, of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-920052272592108260?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/920052272592108260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=920052272592108260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/920052272592108260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/920052272592108260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/04/coco-chanel-and-nine.html' title='Coco Chanel and Nine'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S9lNShIArDI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wvuKYUtdwdQ/s72-c/NINE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1486638829300448668</id><published>2010-04-24T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:06:51.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Adam</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/adam.jpg" mce_href="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-66" title="Adam" src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/adam.jpg?w=194" mce_src="http://dorkindisguise.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/adam.jpg?w=194" alt="" width="194" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me give you a brief summary of  the movie. No spoilers, don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;worry. Adam. So this movie is about love,  mainly, I think. But its not your typical love plot that end up in a  seemingly predictable way. Its about Adam played by Hugh Dancy, who has  an Aspeger Syndrome, a kind of autism that mainly have problem dealing  and socializing with other people and stuff. His father died so the  challenge is for him to survive his seemingly depleting life- getting  fired from his job, etc. Until he met Beth played by Rose Byrne, a  pre-school teacher. The love story is very cute, though. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And all I can say is WOW. This movie end me up crying. Hugh Dancy, my  new man by the way, is so perfect in this movie that if I were be able  to do so, I give him an Academy Award. He's so hot and cute at the same  time, playing the Aspergery guy but still retains his hotness. Don't you  like that? Ok, ok. I'm not doing a review about Hugh Dancy, I am quite  aware of that. But who can resist his charm? I hate Claire Danes.  Anyway, the movie is so good, other than the fact that its a love story,  it tells about the authenticity of life. The imperfections, the flaws  and the bad things that life can offer you. This is not a feel good  movie, actually. I don't feel good at the end of watching it but there's  this feeling of lightness in me. A refreshing feeling. Its very  unfathomable, its the just the feeling of "lightness".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for anyone who would want to watch Adam. I highly recommend this  movie. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1486638829300448668?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1486638829300448668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1486638829300448668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1486638829300448668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1486638829300448668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/04/adam.html' title='Adam'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6774950918324223877</id><published>2010-04-23T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:07:09.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Baby-Sitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have been baby sitting for almost 2 weeks now. Almost, because its  Friday today. Mind you, baby sitting is not an easy task especially when  the one you're baby sitting is as murderous as my little sister.  Hahaha. That may exaggerate things a little bit but its quite true,  though. Ah! For almost 2 weeks I am now an expert when it comes to  nursery rhymes and songs. I have known they already by heart that I  could recite, sing with a matching dance interpretation. The songs are  stuck in my head that I could actually sing them while I'm sleeping.  Baby-sitting is fun. Yeah! Fun, in the sense that I should clean up  poos, learn to change diapers, play basketball, get myself downright  dirty, eat jelly aces, "un"- clutter "cluttered" things, stuff like  that. There are times I lose my patience and get really temperamental,  added the heat that is barely tolerable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While baby-sitting, it made think of things lately. On what might  happen this incoming school year. Now that I'm in 3rd year college, not  long enough, I'll be graduating with Latin Honor (this would be lovely),  we'll be going somewhere outside the country, I'll have a car (yeah, I  know how to drive already =) and I'll be going to MED SCHOOL! That's it.  Working to be a doctor, what could be more fulfilling than that? But  oh! I'm aware of what should I have to go through. I'm aware of the fact  that graduating with Latin Honor would really test my ability and most  especially my faith. I have been very fortunate to gather some useful  information from my reliable college friends. They warned me to be  careful in Histology. Huhu, and honestly I'm already fidgetting about  it. But I'm quite sick and tired of worrying, so the best thing that I  could possibly do is to expect the worse, do my ultimate best and have  FAITH!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I guess, this sums it up. Till next time. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6774950918324223877?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6774950918324223877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6774950918324223877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6774950918324223877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6774950918324223877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-sitting.html' title='Baby-Sitting'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3141643624210996332</id><published>2010-02-24T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:22:46.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Cerebral Palsy</title><content type='html'>I have been doing this research about Cerebral Palsy for our forum about birth defects and gosh, I am must say I am quite overwhelmed and taken aback by this neurological disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerebral Palsy is a persistent disorder caused by an abnormality in the brain. It can occur before the time of birth which is the major cause. It can likewise be due during the time that the baby is in the mother's womb, when the brain doesn't develop normally or an infection or trauma has occurred while the child is developing in the womb. Minor causes are problems during the time of delivering the baby which is very unusual and uncommon.  Those who suffer from this disorder are children born prematurely and the fact is that, 40% of children with cerebral palsy are born prematurely. Signs and symptoms of  CP are problems in movement, slurry speeches, spinal curvature, learning disabilities, etc. The cerebellum is the part of the brain that controls most of our main movement and it is the part of the brain that was being attacked by Cerebral Palsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was doing some research. I stumble upon this video from youtube. Her name is Rachel Esdaille and has cerebral palsy. But it doesn't end on that, she is an English major, a writer and has already published her novel entitled: "Pictures of Silver". This girl is just amazing. I actually had tears while watching this video. Try to watch it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZIO-JztPiY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZIO-JztPiY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYgntPXrdd0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYgntPXrdd0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We all have GREATNESS in us". That's just bring me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our brain is one of a hell of work of art. Its a piece of round, jelly like, greenish substance inside our head yet its power and greatness is beyond compare. I love how beautiful our brains our that it can thrust us into different directions and unmeasurable capabilities. Truly, God is a genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3141643624210996332?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3141643624210996332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3141643624210996332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3141643624210996332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3141643624210996332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/02/cerebral-palsy.html' title='Cerebral Palsy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4331740010378483666</id><published>2010-02-09T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:31:49.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Pete's sake, I'm not planning to turn into some kind of a dork or even a mad scientist for me to know all this sickening things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't I just focus on what I like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mind's capacity has seemingly reached its limit and I think I can't bear it no more. I just CAN'T focus anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy ****!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like jumping off a cliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm itching for SUMMER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/9546949-4331740010378483666?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4331740010378483666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4331740010378483666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4331740010378483666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4331740010378483666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/02/should-i-know-them-all.html' title='BURST!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-261015535388852156</id><published>2010-02-08T21:25:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:46:17.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time-Out</title><content type='html'>My mind really need some break now. I have reading and reading and reading. Let's talk about my fondness in photography. I have been liking photography since everyone liked it :p. The only sad part is, I still can't own a DSLR, preferably Canon and really I don't care if its the latest or not, all I want is to have one. And since I am still a student who tragically still "depend" on my parents for money, I still won't be able to collect 80k even if I don't eat for the rest of the year. Its just too expensive and needs a downright consequences. Maybe I have to kwatro all my subjects? Nah! I think it will not still work-out, hahaha. My love for photography has been growing and growing through time. I love taking priceless moments, I love how photography captures the most captivating part in nature, people, places, etc. It does not need to speak, everything in the picture says it all. It has the power to capture every hearts and souls of people and I think that's the beauty of photography. I have been really enthusiast lately, of course with the aid of my trusted digicam. But still I want to upgrade it. I still do believe in MIRACLES! DSLR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos that I've taken and also edited by yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AT2mC82EI/AAAAAAAAAk4/zkI6IZA-m0o/s1600-h/Blown+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AT2mC82EI/AAAAAAAAAk4/zkI6IZA-m0o/s320/Blown+away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435866578882975810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AUdnhh8hI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6Wh5rdbmKaY/s1600-h/Reaching+for+something+in+the+distance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AUdnhh8hI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6Wh5rdbmKaY/s320/Reaching+for+something+in+the+distance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435867249294570002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AUvxtaRCI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vYNX7LQFQf8/s1600-h/Gena+Cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AUvxtaRCI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vYNX7LQFQf8/s320/Gena+Cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435867561266398242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AU-7MbdHI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HSYzKUftpGM/s1600-h/Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AU-7MbdHI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HSYzKUftpGM/s320/Hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435867821510456434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AVRzz9qXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Yn_WkVTzonU/s1600-h/Doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AVRzz9qXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Yn_WkVTzonU/s320/Doll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435868145946306930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-261015535388852156?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/261015535388852156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=261015535388852156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/261015535388852156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/261015535388852156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-out.html' title='Time-Out'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/S3AT2mC82EI/AAAAAAAAAk4/zkI6IZA-m0o/s72-c/Blown+away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7897964794427882234</id><published>2010-02-05T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:53:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hocus Focus</title><content type='html'>I have been contemplating really hard for the past few weeks. As usual, I have been put under tremendous amount of stress and every end of the day I am so very thankful to God because He let me get through the whole day. I have been really blessed, really blessed. I have once again been at the Dean's List and got a full scholarship this semester. The thought that I could help my family financially at least lifts me up and gives me a thought that they could be proud of me. Add up that my brother, Kokoy, passed the UPCAT exams. People say that I bear grudges over him and it is quite the contrary, actually. I am so proud of my brother, at least he didn't made the BIGGEST mistake that I have done, hahaha. Oh! Enough of talks about UP. I have been living in regrets for almost I can remember and no matter what I do, I know that UP is not meant for me. I have been studying 2 years now at DLSU-D and I just have to accept the fact that my biggest dream in studying at UP is now as bleak as possible. All that I can do is do my best to achieve my dreams, of course with the help and guidance of the Lord, focus and focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes, FAILURE=KIM. Sometimes, I feel that I was born to be a complete failure and laughing stock. Have anyone felt that? That you're fed up of trying and sick of motivating and encouraging yourself? I have been honed and molded as a really different human being, from my thoughts to my beliefs, I am completely honest that I am "out-of-this-world". But sometimes, I really need to get along to folks that really don't get me. Get it? Yeah, its complicated. I have to adapt to different climatic changes around me. The surrounding in Masci is totally different from the surrounding in DLSU-D. Yes, I know that that's a totally different world. But, let me tell you, being in Masci means a lot of being in college--competitive, etc. OH! How I wish I could undo things in my life and get them straight the way I want them to be. How I wish I CHOOSE my FRIENDS right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have notice, I still can't move on. I have been living a totally different life now, but I still can't move on from the past. I haunts me, actually. It haunts me to the very core. I need life, I need opportunities. I want to develop as a total human person and be active in this world. I hate mediocrity but I, myself, is a complete mediocre. Is there anything worse than that? I need peace of mind, I need calmness and I need love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7897964794427882234?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7897964794427882234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7897964794427882234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7897964794427882234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7897964794427882234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/02/hocus-focus.html' title='Hocus Focus'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7532248395352646340</id><published>2010-01-10T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:45:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>My ipod is finally back! I'm so filled with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be studying some lessons in Compa Ana Lec instead I can't help but to spend my time here blabbering stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that you are such a failure? That you better off dead than to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7532248395352646340?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7532248395352646340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7532248395352646340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7532248395352646340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7532248395352646340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/01/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4956716333757014730</id><published>2010-01-04T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:00:00.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the truth is...</title><content type='html'>I don't give a sh*t. If people don't like me, if they "thought" that some kind of saint is more cool then I don't give a damn. The hell I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4956716333757014730?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4956716333757014730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4956716333757014730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4956716333757014730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4956716333757014730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-truth-is.html' title='And the truth is...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8149477915513742793</id><published>2010-01-03T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:35:42.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Usual Cramming</title><content type='html'>I really miss my Ipod now. Well, you see, long time ago I lost my ipod video tragically. I became so depressed at that moment that I really felt a lost inside me. I know, I know I am a drama-queen but call me that or whatsoever, I really felt incomplete. That Ipod has been with me through tough times, comforting me when I needed one then out of the blue some psycho would just snatch it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, paving my way towards purchasing another Ipod is a tremendous job to be done. I need to work extra extra hard on persuading my parents and alas I've done it. They've graciously bought me a 120 Gb Ipod Classic (Black) and I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodiva.com/entry_images/0907/07/iPod_Classic_5-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 168px;" src="http://www.gizmodiva.com/entry_images/0907/07/iPod_Classic_5-thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, here comes the sad part on it. Less than I think 6 months of purchasing it, a line right through the LCD seems to be appearing and I think that in time it will grow as big that it can cover the whole LCD, I was devastated! I googled and learned that some kind of pixelation has happened and I rushed my Ipod as soon as possible to the nearest Power Mac Center for diagnosis. And I still haven't got news from it. I miss it badly. :( I hope the they would replace it will a newer one so as to avoid further damage. I also promised myself that though its leather cover is quite costly (1200php) I'm really going to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much lamenting for my Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an extended holiday vacation. Besides I still want to do things I planned but still haven't done it, I also needed more time on studying! Crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8149477915513742793?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8149477915513742793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8149477915513742793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8149477915513742793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8149477915513742793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-usual-cramming.html' title='My Usual Cramming'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4227127168391351316</id><published>2009-12-30T20:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:39:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sum it Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SztJSzObp0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z25fFLz375M/s1600-h/Before+and+After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SztJSzObp0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z25fFLz375M/s320/Before+and+After.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421007163807737666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back once again! At least, I'll be having some decent post until 2009 ends. Whew! Can't believe this year gone by so fast. I'll sure be missing 09, after all this year brought me tremendous changes in my life that I would surely treasure forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, my photo above is just crap. Its just a whimsical and freakish way to say hello and I hope I scared you! Boo! Hahaha. Oh well, I have been tired carrying my long hair and I've finally decided to cut it short, though not too short because it will just emphasize my fugly face, so I just keep it not too short. Actually, that photo above has a function why I've put it in there, its the "before-after" dramatic effect and all that--- CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin once said that "Species that survive the most are only those that are adapted to change" and quite frankly Darwin has point in there. Rarely do the habitat change for the species to adapt, usually its the opposite of it. I have been in a carousel ride for almost I can remember. I have been in my highest ups and my lowest downs (redundant, I know! intended for exaggeration), I have experienced being suicidal, like slitting the wrist or the emo-type things, or hanging my head somewhere or even jumping off the cliff or just wishing that the world will just torn to pieces! (believe it or not) and I have experienced the highest forms of joy (though not through alcohol, sex or drugs) and fortunately those experiences honed me to be a person who does not see the world superficially. Though there are times that I am still too childish, spoiled, brat and such a bitch sometimes. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned, actually just right now, that I can't push myself onto people. If they don't like me, then fine, I'm very fine with that. To hell with them! hahaha. Anyway, I CAN'T expect for all the people to like me. As long as I'm doing the right thing, in His eyes, there's nothing more I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I really, deeply, hugely want to be all the things that I'm not, I just don't have it all. I just CAN'T have it all and I greatly understand that. Even though I have been working my ass off for something and still can't have it, I still can understand that. I've cried and be hurt and I can understand that. It's hard to accept all the facts but there's nothing I can do. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of deleting my Twitter account or if not deleting it, just leave it there. I have noticed that many people today are communicating through texts, emails, chats, twitter, facebook, fs or any social-networking things (writing on blogs is an exception, its a totally different thing...:p) which really messes things up--- misinterpretation, etc. And I have been really spilling out some things and I am even saying STUPID things on it. Even the senseless and useless moves, I am thinking that I will TWITTER this! and all that and that really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I've enjoyed twitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot, there are so many things that I have to be thankful to God on this year and here are some of the gazillion blessings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My sister Ken. I've never been happier in my life and I've never experienced being a super ate until my baby sis came. She has been a devilish angel to us. I LOVE HER!!! Though there are tough times, I'm still thankful that she came. I love you Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My still unwavering FAITH on Him. This had been a big highlight on my 09! Faith is the only thing I needed the most during the darkest days of my life. I super love God for His greatness and His kindness. It's unparalleled and incomparable like no other, THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My academic achievements. In relation to no.2 I never thought that I would still make it to the DL amidst the torturing Chem and some personal problems. FAITH saved me and HE saved me. I am still out-poured with endless gratitude to YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My family and friends. Simply because they are there to give their unrelenting support to me. Though sometimes, there are misunderstandings, that's all right. hahaha. You know that I know, that I'm such a pain in the ass. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And I'm thankful for 2009. Everything that happened on it and I'll not categorize it whether good or bad. I know that God had every reason why did it happen and I'm thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have probably noticed, I have not listed my New Year's Resolution because as much as possible I'm avoiding promising things that ended up such a blast. As much as I want to, I just can't fulfill all the things that I'm promising so better let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wish that in this new year, love will still prosper and peace will still prevail. Hoping for a better world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. There will be a Blue Moon today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4227127168391351316?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4227127168391351316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4227127168391351316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4227127168391351316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4227127168391351316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-sum-it-up.html' title='To Sum it Up'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SztJSzObp0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Z25fFLz375M/s72-c/Before+and+After.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1042774004513738084</id><published>2009-11-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:59:52.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquering the Speed of Light</title><content type='html'>While I'm typing on the keyboard and jotting down my thoughts on this blog, I am actually very sleepy right now. My body has been working and adjusting by now for this semester. Excited? I hope so, and I think I must be excited and be motivated more or less, inspired. I will having 6 major subjects this semester and that is not a joke. I will be having Compa Ana, Physics and Organic Chem with their respective Lab and Lecture Classes to boot them all, and to make things worse 3 consecutive majors were being taken every Tuesdays and Thursdays. So this is the start of a hellish life, once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I promised myself that I will not commit once more the same mistake and the same procrastination I had last sem. Experiencing the anxiety and the feeling of "doubt" leaves me physically, mentally and most of all emotionally restless. I even experienced nightmares believe it or not. So as much as possible, I'm making most of my time to be very useful and I might say "productive" so as to avoid cramming and piling up of works, which I totally abhor. Time management is the key, I know but it seems that no matter how hard I try it seems not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a quick recap first on whats-happened-to-me this week. Happy to see friends and classmates again, excited to meet new professors but not yet ready to welcome stress. First week is quite boring because of the same "reading the syllabus" routine. We even got to watch 2012 during our 4-hrs break, will be writing a review on my multiply if I can write on it. hahaha. So where are we? Oh yes, I've got a good news: Our prof in Organic Chem is Doc Sam! Yehey! hahaha. I really don't know, but it seems that lately, there's something magical in Doc Sam that I was even rejoicing the moment he entered the room and I am not sarcastically saying this one. Though at first there's a part on me that half wants doc sam and the other half doesn't want him still I have learned a lot from him and he unconsciously brought back the things that I forgot to do as a college student--- that learning is spontaneous. We also met Doc Figueroa in our Org Chem Lab, Mam Ramirez on Compa Ana Lab, Mam Tabo on Compa Ana Lec and Sir Al Rey on Physics Lab and Lec and I can say that they were all great professors and I hope that my first impression on them last till the end of semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base on my statistical point of view, I will be having a hard time surviving this semester. First of all, though many people don't really know, I have many obligations to fulfill once I got home. I'm not that typical teenager/adult that once got home, eat, study and hit the sack (though sometimes, I do wish that). I have to baby sit my little sister and to tell you frankly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamamayat kayo sa kanya&lt;/span&gt;. I love my sister, I adore her because she is such a cute little angel that was surprisingly given to my family, that's my responsibility as an ate and I have to accept it wholeheartedly. Another thing is, I have an obligation to fulfill on our church. As a pianist on the choir and attending prayers and worship services, I must do my best in order to fulfill the task that I was assigned to do. Now, to set things straight I am not complaining about all these blabberings, in fact I was very thankful that God has given me responsibilities to hone me as a good person. What I'm trying to say is, I wish there are more than 24 hours in a day and I wish that I could devise a way to surmount the speed of light so I can control time, which is obviously impossible. I'm really a retard. I need lots of prayer and hard work to survive each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I need to say goodbye for now and God bless all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1042774004513738084?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1042774004513738084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1042774004513738084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1042774004513738084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1042774004513738084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/11/conquering-speed-of-light.html' title='Conquering the Speed of Light'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6385363018165875755</id><published>2009-11-03T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:59:21.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Too Thankful!</title><content type='html'>With my recent fretting about my grade in Chem, finally I have come across Doc Sam and I was really surprised the moment I saw my grade. Angels from heavens sing: "Hallelujah". Finally, finally, finally I can sleep well and breath well. There's like a big chunk of bone stuck on your throat that has been removed! What a great feeling. I bring back all of these to Him. Thank you po! I promise that I'll never have that feeling of anxiety ever again next sem. I really hate that kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to make myself busy these days but it seems that all that I'm planning to do won't work out because I always ended up sleeping. I sleep like there's no tomorrow. Well anyway, I'm barely not sleeping during school days, its as if sleeping is a luxury that cannot be bought, my body is only asking some sleep. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been back with editing and blogging! I have been using Adobe Photoshop CS 4 and I'm still have lots of learning and studying to do. If only my laptop could have a bigger space... can someone buy me an external memory drive 500 GB or 1 TB?! hahaha. Or, or I could buy Macbook 1 TB and enjoy my life. Ooooo! I have been really itching to buy one, but I have to wait until med school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly right now, I have lots of things that I want but it seems that it could only be possible just by imagining it. "If only I could buy this, or buy that..." "If only I have the infinite money...", too many ifs, that's why I'm really trying hard to study so those "ifs" will turn to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to be thankful on what I have right now and have to live a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6385363018165875755?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6385363018165875755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6385363018165875755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6385363018165875755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6385363018165875755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-thankful.html' title='Too Thankful!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6383265196099891671</id><published>2009-10-27T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:24:18.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World As We Know It</title><content type='html'>Oh, I'm thinking the first line on how to start this one, but looks like I've got one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a retard, a minuscule tweet on this humongous, filthy  piece of land. I know, many people know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that wanting to rob Bill Gates' mansion or even fake his account? So you could own lots and lots of money? Shame for me, I didn't get his wits. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopeless. I feel hopeless. I'm emo. I'll slight my wrist, draw some weird eyeliner under my eyes and all the emo-things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that its just a strand of hair between sanity and insanity and I've crossed that line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like Audrey Hepburn? Or maybe Megan Fox? Or maybe Heidi Klum? Adriana Lima?&lt;br /&gt;Stop all this sh*ty talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, doing your best is not enough. I want to be Albert Einstein, i want to have his beliefs, his intelligence but it seems that there's something that hinders me from achieving it like some "ethical distress" thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I'm emo again. Can't I talk some "happy" things. Um, i've got lots of suitors!!! hahaha. That's crap actually. That's a happy talk for me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bum... a real certified bum. I'm like sleeping 4 hours and wake up to eat then sleep again. My headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I sound like a retard? If I do sound, then stop reading this nonsense, if otherwise. If you could understand this "things" retarded, insane people do, then thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6383265196099891671?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6383265196099891671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6383265196099891671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6383265196099891671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6383265196099891671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-as-we-know-it.html' title='The World As We Know It'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2031590555436281430</id><published>2009-10-22T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:01:04.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Whew! Almost 2 months of no blogging, must have been really engrossing myself from too much academics, which I literally have done. I was like a robot that was programmed to do this and that and to tell you honestly that was really tiring, so tiring. This sem has really left an overtly overwhelming part in me, I have experienced all different kinds emotions-- from excited to being depressed (emo! hahaha with Keisha), to being excessively happy, nervous, anxious, eager, LAZY and all that stuff and semester break is just a breath of fresh air and ah! how could I forget Doc Sam, he's the major highlight of this semester, hahaha! I never thought that chemistry would be soo exciting, fun and stressful with him, of course with Doc Sam's help. :))&lt;br /&gt;Now that is not sarcastic as you may see it, I'm serious about it. Doc Sam is an angel in disguise, though many students CAN'T and some many NOT be able to see this one. He wants his students to learn, to stand up on their own and to THINK, to think really hard that all the juices on brain will be sucked out. hahaha. Nevertheless, I just want to thank Doc Sam for all the learnings, though I'm quite not satisfied with my grades on Chem! But anyway, I have a great feeling that he will still be our prof in Org Chem and I really don't know if I'll be elated? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my blabbering about Doc Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next sem would be a tough one for us, indeed. Below is my schedule and we've reached the maximum units!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-weight: bold; width: 499px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:9pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 482px; height: 47px; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;PreRegistration&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelTerm"  style="color:Gray;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;                         Semester, SY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelSY"  style="color:Gray;"&gt;2009 - 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 482px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); height: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 482px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); height: 27px; text-align: center;"&gt;                     Advised Subj&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;ects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 482px; height: 133px;"&gt;                     &lt;div&gt;   &lt;table title="This is your advised subjects." id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_gridViewAdvisedSubjects" style="border: 1px dotted rgb(51, 102, 153); background-color: White; font-family: Tahoma; width: 100%; border-collapse: collapse;" border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" rules="all"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="border-style: dotted; border-color: rgb(51, 102, 153); color: rgb(51, 102, 153); background-color: rgb(210, 237, 188); font-size: 8pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;th scope="col"&gt;CourseCode&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;SectCode&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;CourseTitle&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;Units&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;From&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;To&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;Days&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th scope="col"&gt;Room&lt;/th&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;CHEM111k&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S02&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;ORGANIC CHEMISTRY LEC&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1130&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;WF&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH105&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;CHEM111Lk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S02&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;ORGANIC CHEMISTRY LAB&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1300&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1600&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;TH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH305/306&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;FILI103c&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S02&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;MASINING NA PAGPAPAHAYAG&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;830&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;WF&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH105&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;PHED104&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;TEAM SPORTS&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1300&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1500&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;M&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;ULS&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;PHYS103a&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S02&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;MECHANICS AND HEAT LEC&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1300&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1600&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;F&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH106&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;PHYS103La&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S02&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;MECHANICS AND HEAT LAB&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;700&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;M&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH107/108&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;REED144&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;SPIRITUALITY OF SOCIAL TRANSFORMATION&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1600&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1730&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;WF&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH105&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;SOSC106&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PHILIPPINE GOVERNMENT &amp;amp; NEW CONSTITUTION&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1600&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1730&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;TH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;COS102&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;ZOOL111b&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S01&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;COMPARATIVE ANATOMY OF VERTEBRATES LEC&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1130&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;TH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;COS102&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: Black; background-color: White; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;ZOOL111Lb&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;S01&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;COMPARATIVE ANATOMY OF VERTEBRATES LAB&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;700&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;TH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;PCH204/205&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 100%; height: 65%; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); text-align: left;"&gt;                     &lt;table style="width: 98%;"&gt;                         &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td style="border: 1px dotted rgb(51, 102, 153); width: 188px; height: 16px; background-color: rgb(210, 237, 188); text-align: left;"&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 Total Units:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelTotalUnits" style="display: inline-block; font-weight: bold; width: 48px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8pt;color:Black;"   &gt;25.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;td   style="border: 1px dotted rgb(51, 102, 153); width: 221px; height: 16px; background-color: rgb(210, 237, 188); text-align: left;font-family:tahoma;font-size:8pt;"&gt;                                 &lt;strong&gt;                                 &lt;span style=";font-family:tahoma;font-size:8pt;"  &gt;                                 Maximum Units Allowed:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelMaxUnit" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8pt;color:Black;"   &gt;25.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="font-weight: normal; width: 482px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); height: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;                     &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelG" style="border: 1px solid rgb(51, 102, 153); display: inline-block; color: LightGrey;font-family:Courier New;font-size:7pt;color:LightGrey;"   &gt;Cancelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_Label2" style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8pt;"  &gt;-  Subject Cancelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;    (Prerequisite subject failed or subject                             already taken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;td   style="font-weight: normal; width: 482px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); height: 17px; text-align: left;font-family:tahoma;font-size:8pt;"&gt;                     &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelW" style="border: 1px solid rgb(51, 102, 153); display: inline-block; color: White;font-family:Courier New;font-size:7pt;color:White;"   &gt;Available&lt;/span&gt;                                            &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_Label1"  style="font-size:8pt;"&gt;- Subject Available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="font-weight: normal; width: 482px; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); height: 17px; text-align: right;"&gt;                                       &lt;a onclick="Navigate();" id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_buttonPlotSchedule" title="View your plot schedule." href="javascript:__doPostBack('ctl00$contentPlaceHolder$buttonPlotSchedule','')" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 153); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plot Schedule&lt;/a&gt;                                       &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 482px; height: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;span id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_labelMessage" style="font-weight: normal;font-size:8pt;color:Red;"  &gt;Pre-Registration Completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 482px; height: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                 &lt;td style="width: 482px; height: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;a id="ctl00_contentPlaceHolder_lnkViewPreReg" title="View your pre-registered subjects." href="javascript:__doPostBack('ctl00$contentPlaceHolder$lnkViewPreReg','')" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 153); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 8pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;View PreReg Subjects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am so looking forward on this one, I still have an angst in terms of my academic status. I still really don't know if I am capable to excelling on this one. I hope, I hope with God's help that I would still be able to excel. Hoo! Anyways, if ever I would not be able to pursue med, I'll be jumping off the clip and be like Bella, waiting for Edward or Jacob or some hot stuff out there to save me and I'll marry him, blah blah blah. hahaha. Now, that would be nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! I won't let myself befallen once again into procrastination and excessive laziness. I have done with I have been through with the past and the consequences at stake are too much, I won't let that happen again. God has given me ONE more chance not to commit the "same mistake" I have done before and I humbly and deeply thank Him for that, He's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I'll promise to make this semester break productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read as much as I want! Books! Books! Books! I can't live without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Driving Lessons! Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Clean my room. My room is like a forest where all different forms of life are already accumulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep! Is there anything more divine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Food, ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Movies, I really feel so movie deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Be more active in church. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. PIANO!!!! I haven't really been able to touch the keys since who-knows-when and I'm going back to my old pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. And anything that I could think of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and it's nice to be back. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2031590555436281430?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2031590555436281430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2031590555436281430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2031590555436281430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2031590555436281430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5760924743382737280</id><published>2009-08-03T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:03:25.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academics'/><title type='text'>Just a Moment</title><content type='html'>I need to take a break. I am becoming too cynical and pessimistic about things lately. I am lately becoming bitter and afflictive more like of a "What the f*ck do you care?!", something like that and it sounds bad. hahaha. I have been burying myself lately to Ecology and Chem books. I have been working pre-labs and postlabs non-stop and even though I don't have any works to do, I still think of doing something because there's something in me that tells that I should do something and to tell you quite frankly, that's really wierd. I am very much concern with my grades right now because I can't afford to fail at any subject. But looking at what's happening right now, the more I "try" the harder it gets for me to be my best and that really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am miss reading books, having a good movie to watch or just spending time with myself. I miss RELAXING. It seems that I need to buy that word "relaxing". I have at least to balance my daily consumption of those freaking so-called "knowledge". Being too scientific gives leaves you to be a total stranger to this world, so I need to have some good literary things to refresh my significance in this world. Haaah! I need to pamper myself with a good book, but how on Pete's sake can I do that? When in fact, I don't have the time to finish reading my major subjects' books. Now that freakin' frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least here's blogging, a convenient way to channel my ramblings and mumblings. School is so tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5760924743382737280?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5760924743382737280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5760924743382737280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5760924743382737280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5760924743382737280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-moment.html' title='Just a Moment'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5782590957257704337</id><published>2009-07-22T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:56:11.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought from a Cynic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT IS THE ESSENCE OF LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ANSWER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DON'T HAVE ANY @#$@#&amp;amp;* IDEA!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5782590957257704337?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5782590957257704337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5782590957257704337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5782590957257704337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5782590957257704337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/07/thought-from-cynic.html' title='A Thought from a Cynic'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1302233008435125989</id><published>2009-06-29T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:00:20.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Settling Our Differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;White is he, black is she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One room vacant, other is a wreck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hitler he maybe, but poor I’m a Jew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is Alpha, not me an Omega. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is the younger one and I’m the older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just clash in every countenance life could offer- outlook, opinions, belief, food, money, etc. We were like made to negate each other. We were like opposite poles that will never, never attract each other. I’m not saying this in the full context, of course, times are there when we were like angels, tralalalala just playing and fooling around, mocking each other to every possible way and I love it—and I miss those times. He wants me to be a person that he wants me to be and no matter how I tried to be “someone”, I am not just that. I have been trying to change some faults in me lately, but as I look at it, it seems that this faultiness of mine is the one who haunts me back. I hope I could be enlightened by Hitler and make peace with him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In silence there is reverie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That could kill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paper awaits me in patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True joy found at last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine says that I am too “concealed” (malihim in Tagalog).  Admittedly yes, but you might be mistaken me hiding a secret dungeon built under my house, catacombs everywhere, where I say chants and light some stuffs and offer human blood to the god of whatever god it may be, or someone who lurks the streets in the night carrying a dagger, stabbing someone who passes by. Nah, though I am in the brink of becoming one ;D. Ok, just kidding. Yes, I have this incessant stream of thoughts that creeps the gray matter in me, sometimes helpful, but many times a nuisance. Of course I can’t blurt out everything that comes to my mind because people think that I am insane, though sanity is the last thing in my mind. My friend, I think still doesn’t know me for sure. He’ll (remains anonymous) never thought that I own a blog, writing sluggish things on it and he’ll never will ever think that in writing I can be freely myself. If only my mind could be at peace sometimes, just like a river flowing smoothly in a river bank, no turmoil just laying there at peace, under the bright shine of the Sun, where green trees surround it and birds. If only life could be Alice in Wonderland, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty or Jack in the Beanstalk, would life be good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1302233008435125989?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1302233008435125989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1302233008435125989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1302233008435125989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1302233008435125989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/06/settling-our-differences.html' title='Settling Our Differences'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4639397435666059669</id><published>2009-06-26T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:01:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shocking Morning</title><content type='html'>I checked my e-mail this morning, and I was really shocked, my mouth wide open when I read the news that Michael Jackson died at the age of 50. To tell you frankly, I am not a fan of MJ, in fact the songs that I really know from his are "Heal the World" and "Thriller" only. But reading the tragic news that he died, well even though I'm not a fan, deep down in me I was quite sad about the news. Being part of the music industry for God who knows when, he has become an icon, being regarded as "King of Pop", the world will be never the same without MJ. He suffered from cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, though only halfway of its year, has been an interesting one for everyone of us. Too many signs of I might dare to say "death". There's the influenza A(H1N1) virus, numerous hurricanes, deaths of famous people, etc. etc. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The world is just "not" getting better&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, I'm serious. This is not an update just for the sake of updating and I am not here also to have a big impact on this world 'cause that would be too ambitious. Whether someone is reading this blog or not, I'm just saying that if you ever have been an observable one, this world is not getting its best treatment. And sadly, we are the ones who suffer, a lot I might say. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;I, too don't have the slightest idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4639397435666059669?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4639397435666059669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4639397435666059669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4639397435666059669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4639397435666059669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/06/shocking-morning.html' title='A Shocking Morning'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-602414568254853760</id><published>2009-06-15T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:02:27.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>Gnothi Seauton</title><content type='html'>Gnothi Seauton by all means "Know Thyself". I am reading this book of Eckhart Tolle's A New Earth and I was deeply mesmerized by how sort of a whimsical effect it brought me. I can't say that it brought major changes in my life but it does however causes some shift to my mindset. You may categorize this book to a "self-help" book, but who cares? Everyone needs help. Right now, just before heading to school tomorrow I have to finish this one. The fact is, I am quite proud of myself because I was able to finish 4 books this summer, yay! Kudos for my relentless enthusiastic desire for books. Too bad I won't be able to read more this school year. Anyway, that will even make it more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually trying to squeeze everything I want to do on this day. Tomorrow is the first day of my life so I have to make the most out of it this day. Good thing is, we don't have classes every Monday so good for me and my body. Here are the things that I've actually able to pull off this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A moment ago, I just finished giving my filthy room a major clean-up. I want everything to be prep up before school starts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think, I have done my job as a good and caring big sister for taking care of my baby sis. Waking up really early in the morning, singing nursery rhymes to her, and the list goes on. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have once again memorized all the nursery rhymes and even those childish songs from far away, courtesy of my baby sis. Itsy Bitsy Spider, went up the water spout, lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have learned how to Photoshop! Finally, after nights of devoting prayers, I have finally learned it. It was quite amazing the joy Photoshop brought me and the credits I get from the people. Check out my &lt;a href="http://blumagic.multiply.com/"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I surprisingly made 3 multiply lay-outs from my friends, I owe it to Photoshop a lot! But sad to say, though I want to learn the CSS and Text Pattern, I wasn't able to do so 'cause its like a different language. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I manage to read 4 books this summer though the last one is still on pending but I will finish it later. Ken Follett's Pillars, World and Dangerous Fortune and Tolle's A New Earth. Love all those books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Out with my friends. I have been on MOA with Carlota, my bestfriend visiting me in my house and have some movie marathon. Its just wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I also spent some time alone, whether at home or alone watching movies in the cinema. I never thought I'd enjoy it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Visit my old piano pieces. Too bad I wasn't able to have my regular piano practice now and my dream of playing Liebestraum in piano seems impossible, at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Time with La Salle people. I am now part of the Biology Program Council in La Salle, so I got to spend 1/8 of my summer in school. I enjoy their company so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the start of everything. I will be delve once more in stress, pressure and misery. And I won't promise that I will be able to post on this blog regularly. But I will really try. Besides, writing seems to a good way to ESCAPE everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-602414568254853760?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/602414568254853760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=602414568254853760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/602414568254853760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/602414568254853760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/06/gnothi-seauton.html' title='Gnothi Seauton'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6338106326299018202</id><published>2009-06-01T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:12:58.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We All Have Our Stories</title><content type='html'>Spending time alone makes you ponder somethings in life, essential things in fact. Its really nice to meet new people from different walks of life, you will never miss a chance to gain something from them. That in the end of the day, you realized how blessed you are in life and dissatisfaction is the last thing on earth you have to worried about. I have learned, yes I have learned that we are all seeking for special attention. We want to feel loved and admired by someone. We want to impress them and leave a mark on them. Its very rewarding but at the end, you would say that its the life that each of us is programmed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defining the true meaning of life really takes time, it takes lots of experience and we really have to work hard for it. I am not in the right position to explain LIFE right now, 'cause I believe that I am still not halfway of what I am suppose to finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6338106326299018202?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6338106326299018202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6338106326299018202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6338106326299018202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6338106326299018202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-all-have-our-stories.html' title='We All Have Our Stories'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8647173544233740640</id><published>2009-05-22T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:23:09.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="body"&gt;It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             --- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Charles Darwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Darwin has a point when he made this statement. When he voyage in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beagle&lt;/span&gt; and made the famous frontier, studying unknown species of different times, he concluded that an organism survives because of changes and those you cannot adopt to it, vanishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not argue about evolution and creation, that would be too long and skeptics and religious people might discover my blog and haunt me down, put me to dungeons and burn me at stake! And that's the end of my life... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just talking 'bout "change". To be quite really frank, I am afraid of changes. Though I can  be flexible and lenient when situation really demands for it, big major changes about anything in particular is my failing. Sure I can embrace "good changes", its the "bad changes" that seems very hard to swallow. Its like you're stuck in the middle century when it is already a modern age, or its like you're still wearing corset when there are already slimmers. Change really puzzles me, just thinking about it sinks me to a void, that there's nothing I could really do to think of any reasons for changes. People change. Environment changes. Cultures change. Opinions change. Love changes. In a nutshell, everything that mankind perceive changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should follow Darwin's advice and change. A change for the better, to survive and to live.&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/9546949-8647173544233740640?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8647173544233740640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8647173544233740640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8647173544233740640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8647173544233740640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/05/change.html' title='The Change'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3260468567919772872</id><published>2009-05-06T14:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:50:52.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><title type='text'>Photo-shop, Photo-graphy, etc.</title><content type='html'>The world is just teeming with insolent, rude, impertinent, selfish, stupid, annoying, self-centered, egotistic human beings! But let me tell you, I am a kind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homo sapiens&lt;/span&gt; who doesn't like to fight over the smallest squabbles and stupidities, but right now I am boiling 100 degrees. I have reached my boundary and I can't take it no more. You are trying to unleash my rage and wrathfulness which I seldom show to people, then you will get what you want! I am quite in my leisure and you might be shocked on what I can do. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That's just too much. On the brighter side of my life, I am currently distracting myself in editing photos. Luckily after too much delayed I already installed Adobe Photoshop CS4 in my laptop. Mind you Photoshop is not an easy task, I am quite in the phase of reading Dummies for Photoshop because I quite literally suck on it. Before photoshop I edit photos on Picnik and but due to my unquenching demands, I want to do something more professional and decided to be a Photoshopper. Its really complicated but I am really trying to do my best. Lately, I have been fascinated with photography, though I only use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pipichuging&lt;/span&gt; camera, I really love taking stuffs. I'll swear that if ever I am earning millions and millions of bucks, I will purchase a good one. Oh well, but I think this will pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to show some of my stuffs. They are randoms actually, from Picnik and Photoshop, feel free to criticize, I am willing to bear with it :D&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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE2DE9QNYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/uTTceM0ZUfs/s1600-h/Dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE2DE9QNYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/uTTceM0ZUfs/s320/Dreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332602860281542018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Personally, I really adore this, not that it's my&lt;br /&gt;work but it shows how I want to achieve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE2fBq3ygI/AAAAAAAAAgA/aDYtqph5ws4/s1600-h/Coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE2fBq3ygI/AAAAAAAAAgA/aDYtqph5ws4/s320/Coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332603340435474946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from The Bean with my dear friend Lota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE3G9gLcTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/6_FExjG9lzU/s1600-h/Ken+and+Kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE3G9gLcTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/6_FExjG9lzU/s320/Ken+and+Kim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332604026511651122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this one, is my latest work which I really love. That's me&lt;br /&gt;my sister, Ken.  SISTER ACT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What do you think eh?&lt;br /&gt;More on my &lt;a href="http://www.blumagic.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3260468567919772872?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3260468567919772872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3260468567919772872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3260468567919772872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3260468567919772872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/05/photo-shop-photo-graphy-etc.html' title='Photo-shop, Photo-graphy, etc.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SgE2DE9QNYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/uTTceM0ZUfs/s72-c/Dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-685639159359777631</id><published>2009-05-04T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:57:54.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>'Cause I had a Bad Day! Lala...</title><content type='html'>And the song goes on. I loathe this day, full of hatred and bitterness. Sometimes it scares me to be too happy in happy times because I know someday, there will come a day-a day where the world seems to be on your shoulders. My relationship with people seems to be in a turmoil, not that I am wicked or whatsoever, its just that I don't get really along with them. If you would ask me question like who is your friend, I actually have lots of them, but to say who is your true friend- can be counted, yes, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very introvert person and I really don't know if that's an advantage or otherwise. I am not the life of the party. Sadly, sometimes I often leave social gatherings early because I am not just born and fit to be with them. You can call me potato couch, but that's who I am. Gawd! Why do people need to party, can't they have a ball like the old times, no constant noise or whatsoever?&lt;br /&gt;As you might happen to closely analyze, I am so so so way way old fashioned. Like I am stuck in the middle ages or something. Yes, I admit it. I hate parties, I hate noises- that's me, conservative and a very classicist person. Oh well, not really to the point that I wear Middle Age clothes, that would leave me looking like a total idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a good book, coffee and nice music then voila! I cannot ask for more. Can't life just be like that? So plain, simple and happy? Why do we need to squabble over the littlest things and make it a big deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh too much negativity. I am becoming quite cynical about things in my life, that's scary. I just want to give my deep gratitude to my ever-loving beautiful friend &lt;a href="http://www.lotsee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carlota&lt;/a&gt; who somehow make my day at least a meaningful one. I really enjoyed it, so great! The description is so vivid and accurate that I completely give in to it, hahaha. Thanks a lot Lota! You know when to make me happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to end my journey to the middle ages. World Without End is superb! Pillars or World? Um, can't really decide 'cause both are the best books ever! I never deduced that I could be into with historical novels and reading a thousand pages book. Its a nice, new and refreshing experience. Ending one would be sad. Books are such a fetish! They are magical. Imagine life without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am still down. But this will pass......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-685639159359777631?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/685639159359777631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=685639159359777631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/685639159359777631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/685639159359777631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/05/cause-i-had-bad-day-lala.html' title='&apos;Cause I had a Bad Day! Lala...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4533972545337458233</id><published>2009-05-04T10:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:52:06.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer At Punta Fuego</title><content type='html'>Just had a wonderful summer time in a private resort- Terrazas de Punta Fuega in Batangas. I had fun time with the whole family. Just enjoyed the beach and the pool, albeit I get really tanned. :D&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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5S85fIeBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WZZfFRaAVIs/s1600-h/100_2777.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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5S85fIeBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WZZfFRaAVIs/s320/100_2777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331790215030274066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5TioVH10I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Fa8a6DvPQo0/s1600-h/100_2782.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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5TioVH10I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Fa8a6DvPQo0/s320/100_2782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331790863259916098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Koi Pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5Wmapn_gI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3_5ljsGKYUw/s1600-h/100_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5Wmapn_gI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3_5ljsGKYUw/s320/100_2790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331794226842172930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the chance to refresh my long lost swimming skills and how it feels so good that every muscle in me, from tip to toe literally aches. But honestly, I am not really feeling good. Just started yesterday. Hmm.&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/9546949-4533972545337458233?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4533972545337458233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4533972545337458233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4533972545337458233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4533972545337458233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-at-punta-fuego.html' title='Summer At Punta Fuego'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/Sf5S85fIeBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WZZfFRaAVIs/s72-c/100_2777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3668335183996138672</id><published>2009-04-18T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:03:08.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Story of Creation</title><content type='html'>Ever since, I am always intrigued with this Story of Creation. It is the first story that I ever read, which is of course the first story in the Bible. The Story of Creation marks the dawn of mankind and the birth of all sins. I have been asking myself for a long time, what if Eve did not give in to the serpent's temptation? Would you be alive? Would mankind burst into this vast diversity? Would there be a world as we know today? I sometimes wonder, though I did not really presume that what I'm thinking is a sin or what, but I sometimes doubt if God really "intends" for man to sin. Haha. Really stupid of me, what do you think? Though I'm not really convinced on what I stupidly "assume", its just a dumb thought I think. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing some articles in Reader's Digest, March 2009, I stumbled into this article about the Creation. Its a sort of a parody and I was laughing all the way, here's what is says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;.... In the beginning God created heaven and earth. And earth was without form and void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God made a circular light in the heavens, and he called it the Sun. And God saw that the light was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil made a smaller light, rectangular in shape, and he called it TV. And the Devil saw that the light was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God made springs which came out of the ground, oozing fountains of pure, fresh water. And God saw that the water was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil invented fizzy drinks. And saw that the fizzy drinks were bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said, Let the earth bring forth vegetables, and the herb of the field, that the children may grow up healthy. And it was so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil said, Let there be deep-fried potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said, Let the water bring forth 10,000 varieties of fish, that they may provide sustenance for the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil arranged that the fish be smothered in batter, deep fried, and served with deep-fried potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God created the cattle of the field, and said, Behold, I have given you every living creature that moveth; to you it shall be for meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil showed how the meat could be minced and turned into burgers, and suggesteth that it be always served with deep-fried potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the seventh day, God rested and asked that his children rest too, and use the day to contemplate the wonders of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil created the all-day brunch, cartoon TV channels, and Sunday newspapers filled with articles about celebrities, that the minds of the children be filled with rubbish and their bodes filled with yet more deep-fried potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God said to the boy, Take the girl and go forth and multiply. And of your seed I shall make a great nation, as numberless as the stars of heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil invented the computer and recruited 10,000 demons to fill it with online battles and images of top-heavy women. And the boy did part with the girl and did instead cleave to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God pointed out to the girl that he had made her with many attractive blandishments which she could use whenever the boy was away from the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil invented the Nintendo DS Lite so that the boy will be able to take computer games with him wherever he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the serpent was more subtle than any of the animals that God had created. And the Devil dud enter into the serpent and cause him to say to the girl and the boy, The tree in the middle of the garden the Lord hath told you not to touch. But I say unto you, if you eat of the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, your eyes will be opened and you shall be gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boy and the girl looked at the serpent and said unto him: No thanks. We liketh not fruit. But hast thou any deep-fried potatoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here endeth today's scripture reading. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And oh, if ever the first man and woman have not committed sin, would you and I stand face to face naked? Just a thought. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3668335183996138672?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3668335183996138672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3668335183996138672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3668335183996138672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3668335183996138672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/04/story-of-creation.html' title='The Story of Creation'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6684223548046559973</id><published>2009-04-17T15:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:01:27.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Nilsen, Beethoven and Morricone</title><content type='html'>I found this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2NEU6Xf7lM" clip=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on YouTube, Kurt Nilsen was the first season champ of the Norwegian version of the reality show Pop Idol. In this clip, Kurt Nilsen was the one who sings last with the very distracting teeth, I might say. But my oh my, when he sings, he has the most beautiful voice. They sang "Hallelujah", its only by now that I have appreciated the beauty of the song. I even googled the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard there was a secret chord&lt;br /&gt;that david played and it pleased the lord&lt;br /&gt;but you don't really care for music, do you&lt;br /&gt;well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth&lt;br /&gt;the minor fall and the major lift&lt;br /&gt;the baffled king composing hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well your faith was strong but you needed proof&lt;br /&gt;you saw her bathing on the roof&lt;br /&gt;her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you&lt;br /&gt;she tied you to her kitchen chair&lt;br /&gt;she broke your throne and she cut your hair&lt;br /&gt;and from your lips she drew the hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i've been here before&lt;br /&gt;i've seen this room and i've walked this floor&lt;br /&gt;i used to live alone before i knew you&lt;br /&gt;i've seen your flag on the marble arch&lt;br /&gt;but love is not a victory march&lt;br /&gt;it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there was a time when you let me know&lt;br /&gt;what's really going on below&lt;br /&gt;but now you never show that to me do you&lt;br /&gt;but remember when i moved in you&lt;br /&gt;and the holy dove was moving too&lt;br /&gt;and every breath we drew was hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe there's a god above&lt;br /&gt;but all i've ever learned from love&lt;br /&gt;was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you&lt;br /&gt;it's not a cry that you hear at night&lt;br /&gt;it's not somebody who's seen the light&lt;br /&gt;it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Beethoven never ever fails to entice me with his classical brilliance. Aside of course from Mozart, Liszt, Cage and other notable classical music Einstein, Beethoven is one that I can consider as the best. I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0424908"&gt;"Copying Beethoven"&lt;/a&gt; on Star Movies and I am so thrilled about the whole movie. I found in YouTube, again, my best part in the movie. As you may have known, Beethoven became quite deaf and in the movie he needed a guide for him to be able to conduct the whole orchestra. It's just sublime, I actually get goosebumps. He played the awesome 9th Symphony. Check it out and see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9L9DWiUp2oQ&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/9L9DWiUp2oQ&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;Ennio Morricone, well don't know much anything 'bout him except that he is an Italian composer who have composed many soundtracks of my favorite movies notably, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120731/"&gt;The Legend of 1900&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0095765/"&gt;Cinema Paradiso&lt;/a&gt; and he's good, very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always dreamed of joining the orchestra or if ever I will not be able to join, watching one would be truly delightful. There's something so addicting and supremely narcotic whenever I hear good classical music, its like reaching the peak of the world- unfathomable. I am looking forward to that day, where I can spend my money and travel the world, go to different opera houses or concert halls and just enjoying the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many people today of my age wanted the same thing? Carlota and Arnie would definitely go with me, but how about the rest? I hope young ones could see the magic classical music brings, its like the music of God that even though words are not present you could understand the whole meaning just by the melody, it solely speaks for itself. And I think its purely magical and superb that such music was being made, how I wish I could make one. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6684223548046559973?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6684223548046559973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6684223548046559973' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6684223548046559973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6684223548046559973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/04/nilsen-beethoven-and-morricone.html' title='Nilsen, Beethoven and Morricone'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5599243003004727712</id><published>2009-04-14T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:49:54.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><title type='text'>Airports, Etc.</title><content type='html'>We just got home from the airport. My brother, leaves to Atlanta for their competition in Robotics. Though I am not discouraging him, but I bet there's a little chance that Philippines will win, but still, it's up to them if they will be good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love going to airports, there something in there that gives me butterflies in my stomach. The ambiance is just so great, seeing pilots, stewardess, businessman, foreigners and even ordinary people taking their goodbyes to their love ones, it just leaves me a feeling of longing. Haha. Looks like I'm already missing my brother. Aside from coffee shops, rob mall, my home, I have discovered another haven that I could consider "mine"- airports. It's a place where people come and go, place of tears and joy and a place to enjoy. I really sound very odd, I know. Please bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I need a new look for my blog. I really don't like it at all. I am planning to study some CSS (Cascading Style Sheet) but I doubt, I have the will to go through it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking lately, I now an incoming college Biology sophomore and after my 4 year course is another chapter of endless studying. My whole life will be dedicated to many medical books and I'm afraid that I might not be able to pursue my medical career. Though I am whole-heartedly dedicated to do this thing, there are still a part of me that already wants to earn some money. Honestly, I can't think of any professions that will suit me besides being a doctor, so I think I'll just have to be patient and determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not counting my earning when I become a doctor and I am not listing those that I have longed for to buy, like my dream house, my volvo car, etc. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5599243003004727712?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5599243003004727712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5599243003004727712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5599243003004727712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5599243003004727712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/04/airports-etc.html' title='Airports, Etc.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8422149589062089854</id><published>2009-04-13T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:48:59.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>Howdy everyone! If in fact there is everyone, my blog is soon to be dump and rotten. I haven't been able to post some updates since time immemorial. So many things to tell but I really don't have the guts to tell all, some are tragic and some are stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is here everyone! And I hate summer. I just hate it- the heat, the beach, the bikinis, etc. just make me sick and all that. This is the time of the year when I get the worst colds and coughs, perspire like a liters of sweat and wish that I could construct a miniature ref that I could stuck myself into. The heat is agonizing, its dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really nothing to do this summer, reading maybe the best way to escape from everything. Ken Folett's Pillars of the Earth is a breathtaking book. I heard this book from Carlota, thought that I will not be able to indulge myself in historical books, but that proves me wrong. I also heard this book from Oprah, one of her top selling books in the Oprah's Book Club. Looks like all the signs are appearing, so I decided to purchase it. :D As far as the story goes right now, with all the 990 pages that this book has, I think I am not at all disappointed that I buy this book. Lota said that the "World Without End" sequel is also good, so I will finish reading it this summer! Yay! I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many people have noticed, or maybe I am the only who have noticed, I am not really a person who can be the life of the party. In fact, when we had this psychological test with Ma'am Zue, I am quite introvert. Not really quite but totally an introvert, I cherish being alone, not really out-going, though I can enjoy each others company. But most of the time I am quite subdued and timid. If there is one place in this world where I could run from chaos, loudness, assertiveness, vagueness and cruelty from all around, I would definitely go to that place. But I love malls, haha. I am also quite old-fashioned too and maybe that's the reason why many people think that I would not be able to marry! Gawd, like what does got to do with marriage?! Pathetic! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahh...Blah... Maybe this is enough for the "new post" theme today. I am too overwhelmed to blurt out everything and I am beginning to be egocentric, talking about myself. Promise to post some useful info for everyone. Gawd, I am pathetic. Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8422149589062089854?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8422149589062089854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8422149589062089854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8422149589062089854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8422149589062089854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3000271521555869700</id><published>2009-02-13T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:53:02.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Many Things...</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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SZV5txyBdUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xHqBAW8rhSs/s1600-h/IMG_9278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SZV5txyBdUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xHqBAW8rhSs/s320/IMG_9278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302277963662849346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Biggest Lasallian Human Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was indeed very proud to be part of this history. Though the sun's rays almost absorb every h20 from my skin, it was very overwhelming to see such successful attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasallian festival week is almost over, back to normal. I have been exposed lately to so many things, particularly when I joind the Medical-Dental Mission in GK Southville. Oh! The intense feeling that I ignites over me to become a doctor has been alive once more! I want to help and to treat people. I want to be the best! I am planning to join Pre-lasallian Medical Society to expose myself to different settings, though very draining and toxic, it's really fulfilling at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't have enough rest lately, I have been waking up very early and sleeping late. I need some rest, I just want to post some updates here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/9546949-3000271521555869700?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3000271521555869700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3000271521555869700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3000271521555869700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3000271521555869700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-many-things.html' title='Of Many Things...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SZV5txyBdUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/xHqBAW8rhSs/s72-c/IMG_9278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7934856497028126184</id><published>2009-02-05T07:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:35:19.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greed</title><content type='html'>Greed-- one of the infamous 7 deadly sins and I am in the verge of  sinking into one. Greediness, I presume is the result of selfishness and right now I am just going through a hard phase. I easily got frustrated and disappointed when some things in my life don't go as I plan, like the universe is against everything I do. Gawd! Its so depressing. I feel so isolated, dull and stupid and also my relationship with some of friends are also in the brink of disappearance. Am I that bad? Why is it that when Satan mocks you, you are at the lowest point? Damn Satan. That monster or whatever that will be, damn him! Should be put to hell or other than worse than hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong, to put all the temptations and useless stupidity of people around as far away from me as possible. I must be strong, so God help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7934856497028126184?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7934856497028126184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7934856497028126184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7934856497028126184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7934856497028126184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/02/greed.html' title='Greed'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8379306296972235946</id><published>2009-01-17T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:05:00.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idealist/Perfectionist</title><content type='html'>I have discovered just recently how idealistic I am. I want everything to be in order, in pure perfection. As much as possible, everything that I do must be in a state of absoluteness which ends up getting me a little bit frustrated about everything, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a sickness, I think which develops from too much critical-thinking and overanalysis about everything that goes around me that leaves me speculating and forming theories that discloses me to be idealist and perfectionist. There are some pros but adversely there's mostly the cons. Usually, I end up disappointed and sorry for myself because it's either I don't have the guts or the universe just don't go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when did this started? Just recently actually, occurs everywhere in particular and the variables in my so-called experiment are the humans of different species. I think it has been my hobby ever since to observe people and some seats from La salle offers a good view! But, I know that I cannot pursue this idealistic and perfectionist approach of mine because I, myself, is pouring with flaws and imperfections and mind you I am too far from being perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I felt sometimes different. Like, there's this invisible wall that separates me from the real world to the "other different world of mine". I like living in my world, but sometimes there are things that drove you to the real world and suddenly realize that "your world" is a mere illusion, an ESCAPE from the reality that you tried to run-off ever since. Reality hurts, sometimes. Its the most thing that you want to avoid. It's the one thing that you don't want to face. Maybe I'm just afraid. Scared that I might get hurt again in the end, frightened that I might hurt other people, again. I am just afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm a coward. I'm just in an armor suite of a great, courageous soldier trying to put down everything that gets into his way. But inside, that soldier is a coward, fragile, feeble and irresolute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will still be an idealist/perfectionist. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8379306296972235946?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8379306296972235946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8379306296972235946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8379306296972235946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8379306296972235946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/01/idealistperfectionist.html' title='Idealist/Perfectionist'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6055131730985799448</id><published>2009-01-02T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:17:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipinos Need a "Good Movie. No seriously, a really "Good One"  </title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink 	{color:blue; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed 	{color:purple; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;And when I say "good", I'm not talking about the same-old movie genre that we Filipinos always advertise. The same-old love team, the same-old boring, superficial and very gooey stories. How I wish that Filipinos can make "good stuffs" at least in the field of cinematic approach. Believe me, I have no educational background or whatsoever in the cinema but as a person who loves movie and enjoys a "good" movie, I am quite aware and became open on how movies should affect people's state of mind. This is not so nationalistic but I really enjoy "foreign" movies rather than Pinoy ones. Yes, I must say that there are "few" and "some" noticeable Filipino movies that can I can be proud of, most of them are indies. But sad to say, those films that are even a candidate for the Metro Manila Film Festivals are not that really good. Sure they bring laughter, sure they bring "kilig", sure they bring suspense or thriller but there's no substance in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father hates Filipino movies, but not all of them. One time I asked him, what makes other movies so good that even you watched it for like hundred of times you will not get tired of it? My father says that it's the substance and depth the movie has and I believe him. Good movies have substance, depth that can leave their audience awed with amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies can affect us, in fact in many different ways. All we need to do especially to the cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tographers that we are portraying a good influence to the movies that we want to inculcate in the minds of the audience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SV32mDV_CGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GoUFVS03rkA/s1600-h/life-of-emile-zola-VHScover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SV32mDV_CGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GoUFVS03rkA/s200/life-of-emile-zola-VHScover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286652671195809890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had just finished a very good movie. The Story of Emile Zola.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%89mile_Zola"&gt; Emile Zola&lt;/a&gt; is a French writer.  All his life, he fought for truth and justice and I think his life until his death is an inspiration to many. His works brought up turmoil in the injustices of the French military army due to its unfair and injustice acts of its officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, who agrees with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves foreign movie and who love Pinoy movies more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&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/9546949-6055131730985799448?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6055131730985799448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6055131730985799448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6055131730985799448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6055131730985799448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2009/01/filipinos-need-good-movie-no-seriously.html' title='Filipinos Need a &quot;Good Movie. No seriously, a really &quot;Good One&quot;  '/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SV32mDV_CGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GoUFVS03rkA/s72-c/life-of-emile-zola-VHScover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3466831929648774507</id><published>2008-12-30T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:16:10.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SVoBUdqsJRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rABahJwwzOs/s1600-h/100_2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SVoBUdqsJRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rABahJwwzOs/s320/100_2100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285538563745391890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SVoBF8wLWBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/p7aMhCq5PQA/s1600-h/100_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SVoBF8wLWBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/p7aMhCq5PQA/s320/100_2093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285538314391869458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The beauty of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a snap-shot from below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature."&lt;/span&gt; ----- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anne Frank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/9546949-3466831929648774507?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3466831929648774507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3466831929648774507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3466831929648774507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3466831929648774507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-thought.html' title='Just a Thought'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SVoBUdqsJRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rABahJwwzOs/s72-c/100_2100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6812877061134087894</id><published>2008-12-30T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:06:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year-End Post</title><content type='html'>Before I got run out of chance to use the net because tomorrow I'm sure that DSL will be disconnected, I will savor this moment to post my year-end update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing this for a while. My post usually consist of my new year's resolution which end up not getting fulfilled. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not listing any new year's resolution anymore by now. I just want to keep it simple. Just simple wishes from myself and from my loved ones- family, friends etc. I wish them all the best this year, peace reigning within them and just all-around love this 2009! As for me, I wish that I will be more responsible, a very productive, rational person. No more long list of "things-to-change", coz it all ends up to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been the hardest year in my life, so far. I have been driven to different phases of emotional hype. In this year, that I have experienced that greatest failure, pure happiness and almost everything mixed up, there are times that I feel nothing at all! Like I said, I am not here to list my resolutions, rather I am here to jot down the major highlights in my life this 2008. Anyway, as soon as 2009 knocks on the door, all those past memories whether good or bad will be just history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My baby sister. I have a post about my bitterness having my mom got pregnant. I was totally dumb-founded when I knew that I will still have a baby sister. But everything just slip out when I saw how beautiful and adoring my sister is. She's like an angel from heaven, God sent. The feeling was unfathomable the first time I saw her, it's like angels from heaven began singing and you feel this perfect bliss like you don't want anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The whole U.P. thing. Now this is a major, major "mishap" for me this 2008. Nothing more to say, nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Masci Graduation. Graduating from my beloved alma mater is one of my greatest and proudest moment of my life. Remembering Masci brings back so many precious memories&lt;br /&gt;sharing it with my best of friends for life. The frenzy, the pressure and the experience I have long endured during my stay proves worthy in the end. I have been able to apply everything that I have learned from this "institution" from academic learnings to everything actually under the sun. I have met great people here and I am sure missing them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My role in serving God. I have been appointed to be one of the pianist/organist in our church, which gives me the greatest blessing of all. Though, I am hesitant for a while because I think my age doesn't fit this huge responsibility, God provided me with strength that gives me faith to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Everything. From good grades to understanding parents. From mistakes to successes. From failures to triumphs. I gain a lot from all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye to 2008 is quite hard but yet exciting. Hard, because you're uncertain of what will happen next, no idea how many trials to fight, cries and sorrow to endure but at the same time excited, because another year that you will be with your most beloved loved ones and another year to correct and straighten all of your mistakes from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's delight, celebrate and embrace 2009 with our family and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers everyone! Be safe! Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6812877061134087894?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6812877061134087894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6812877061134087894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6812877061134087894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6812877061134087894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-end-post.html' title='A Year-End Post'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3566355374798820354</id><published>2008-12-26T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:10:30.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisis Stirring Up.</title><content type='html'>Oh well, DSL is just too annoying. So posting is delayed. Oh well, I didn't have the chance to greet y'all guys a Happy Holidays! It's the most festive time of the year, so make peace with everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been at my lowest point these past few days. My mind is just a mish-mash of nothing really in particular. I just think of somethings that I really don't have the answer, yet. Have you ever felt that you want to rule the world? Felt envious about people because you don't have what they have? Felt that you want to know everything, so people can look up to you? Or maybe just to fill all their expectations to you? I know. It's frustrating. Sometimes you will end up disappointing others and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just really not inspired, lately. I am reading The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini and it really strikes the core in me. I am still not halfway reading it, but the flow of the story is really good. I think I will be getting emotional on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before jumping into 2009, I will have a post... Major highlights this 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, for this stupid post, I am just not feeling emotionally well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3566355374798820354?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3566355374798820354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3566355374798820354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3566355374798820354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3566355374798820354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/12/crisis-stirring-up.html' title='Crisis Stirring Up.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-184412280427554338</id><published>2008-12-19T15:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:55:33.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Receiving Some "Green" Stuffs, Vacation at Last! And Celebrating 4 years of Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SUtIIM7vnaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1qUosBFaW5I/s1600-h/DSC02194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SUtIIM7vnaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1qUosBFaW5I/s400/DSC02194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281394293770001826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Green" gifts= "Green-minded"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It's green! Haha. My dear blockmates did not fail to make my day today. Last day of Hell Week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I receive some gifts from my closest friends, even my not so close friends gave me gifts like chocolates! Thank you people! I appreciate it a lot. One thing that I really notice was that "incidentally" they are all "green" stuffs. Am I that green? haha! Oh well, green is good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have longed for this day to come, to be able to read novels again. Deprivation and prohibition to read books (novel stuffs, I am already quite fed up with textbooks!) while in school was a big task for me to do, it's like mom controls me from an addiction... with books! Too much studying can make you feel so used up and I cannot practice anymore my so-called "Observation-Method". Haha. As a bio student, you must be aware of the things that go around you and I like observing stuffs, from the people to the smallest and tiniest living organisms that I can see in the microscope. Not really sinking yourself into textbooks. Oh well, I know medicine requires a lot of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to accomplish many things this christmas vacation like cleaning my room! Yes, I remember, my room now is like a rain forest with living prokaryotes and different protist in it. It's like a habitat of all sorts of organisms. Well, cleaning my room is my priority but there's a lot more to do and I have no idea what would it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot my blog is now 4 years old. 4 years blogging, time really flies so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I. I started blogging because I had a crush on this guy and I tbe stalker I am, googled his name. I won't mention him anymore. I saw his blog and stuffs posted there are all his poems. He's a really good writer. I tried blogging, then voila! I thought that its more fun to have an online journal than to keep a diary, because moms are very sneaky when it comes to diaries, so online journal would be safe. Now blogging becomes a ritual to me. Whenever I am fascinated about something or someone, I encode it to my blog, I really don't care whether people like it or not, besides its a form of self-expression. Blogging is in fact, good for your health, it relieves stress. I remember I have a post related to blogging it's medicinal benefits. Just click &lt;a href="http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;If you would try to give me some gifts this christmas, please avoid sending green ones. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9546949-184412280427554338?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/184412280427554338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=184412280427554338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/184412280427554338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/184412280427554338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/12/receiving-some-green-stuffs-vacation-at.html' title='Receiving Some &quot;Green&quot; Stuffs, Vacation at Last! And Celebrating 4 years of Blogging!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SUtIIM7vnaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1qUosBFaW5I/s72-c/DSC02194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7732935076293285659</id><published>2008-12-15T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:39:08.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just sneaked from the books that put me into prison now, so before I get caught, I just want to tell that after this hell week of no sleep or good beauty rest, I promise, really, to have a substantial post or update.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been inspired lately, maybe this is the consequence of too much studying, I became very irrational. Oh well, this will pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray for my soul! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Lota! Yay! You're back from blogging. Why don't we celebrate it? How 'bout a drink?&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/9546949-7732935076293285659?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7732935076293285659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7732935076293285659' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7732935076293285659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7732935076293285659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/12/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2268205743746937312</id><published>2008-12-08T06:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:21:40.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stereotype</title><content type='html'>Warning: This post is a serious post.... hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes into your mind when you hear U.P? Ateneo? Lasalle?&lt;br /&gt;These schools are the three top universities in the country. But stereotype people always make some comparison on these three universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.P- home of the scholars ng bayan; witty; radical people; freemen; ability to profess their thoughts freely; some belong to the social and upperclass while some are average, in other words "pangmasa ang school na 'to".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateneo- mostly elite people; money+ brains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasalle- mostly elite people; but here's the catch.... only money; no brains???? WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I am a Lasallian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- I reserved this post to those stereotype people, no offense to the Skolars and the Atenistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, while I was in highschool and planning to take some entrance exams, I first prioritize UP and Ateneo taking Lasalle as sort of an alternative, in case of not passing/ not been able to take the tests of those two. I was not exempted on being a stereotype. Maybe it's because I really don't know things when I am in highschool, I thought that UP is everything.... like everything. Ateneo, uhmm, can be, but not really my dream-school and Lasalle, I never really thought that I am going to be a Lasallian, never in my wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I too had been a stereotype person, but I am trying to erase these stereotypicality at all! It's stupid for a person to think something like that. I just want to tell people that you are wrong, I have proven it! Life really does not revolve in Ateneo or in UP. When i knew that I didn't passed the UPCAT, I was devastated. The fact that I cried, yep! I literally cried. But that was history. I remember what &lt;a href="http://lotsee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carlota&lt;/a&gt;, one of my dearest friend, told me... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Buti na lang at di ka nakapasa UP, kasi mag-iiba ka."&lt;/span&gt; At least there's someone so honest a person like Lota who told that UP is not everything, though she is also a Lasallian. Lota is one of the best students of Lasalle haha!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have asked me this question: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bakit 'di mo sinubukang magpa-recon (reconsider) sa UP?"&lt;/span&gt;. Well, actually, I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;planned&lt;/span&gt; but never really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt;. Many reasons: first, I am too lazy with all the paperworks and interviews, haha. Second, if I'm not really meant for UP then, fine. I am not a type of person who push himself for something that is really not meant for him, 'cause it will only end up in disappointment, depression and "unhappiness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stereotype is actually a "natural" thing. It's like a norm or a standard that we can't avoid and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;everybody is at fault&lt;/span&gt;. It only affects people when it goes beyond what is right.&lt;br /&gt;So, this is a persuasive attempt to tell you stereotype people, to stop thinking like one! It only ends in rivalries (Ateneo vs. Lasalle) and endless fights and arguments. Why don't we just go on our way and let's mind our own business. Just focus on pursuing our own goals and dreams and you'll see that school is not what it counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Lota! Yey! I have already posted an update, just as you wish! Go Lasallians! haha. And by the way, forget him! He does not deserve someone who is beautiful, intelligent, kind creature like you Lota! So move on! Haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2268205743746937312?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2268205743746937312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2268205743746937312' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2268205743746937312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2268205743746937312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/12/stereotype.html' title='Stereotype'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2375013771783974885</id><published>2008-11-30T16:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:52:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fruit of my Labor and Other Things</title><content type='html'>My last post was a bitter post, you will not really enjoy reading one. I had been emotionally, mentally and physically drained up to now and I really don't know how to do something about it. My dad, bro and I planned to do some jogging tomorrow, if ever I can wake up early! But I think I really need some little exercise 'cause my body is breaking down. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to end my bitterness, and understand that the world is full of wicked, irrational, insensitive, immature, selfish people and there's nothing I could do but to deal with it. There's just one thing I now, I am not like you! *Grin smile*. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just receive my early Christmas gift, I think last Friday. While buying some food at the cafeteria, Mich gave me and Keisha the certificate in Dean's Honor List! I was so surprised, so do Keisha. Actually, there's four of us who were able to join the List there's Keisha, Mich, Gena and Me! Yey! Clap hands. At least stress has a good thing for us. :D  I really just want to show off so I had this pic...haha:&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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/STJNnSuITdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V9UqMrKNTBk/s1600-h/DSC01954.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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/STJNnSuITdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V9UqMrKNTBk/s400/DSC01954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274363451039829458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apology for the poor picture quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The problem is: I don't know if I will be able to maintain my status right now. With all the pressure and stress that I am experiencing, uh, I must stop doubting. But really right now, I just have to do the best my 1000% best. My parents, of course, were surprised and happy because finally I bring home the bacon! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my room a make-over. Well not really a make-over 'cause it's only the curtain that makes a difference. But what a big difference, my room was never that much cozy as before love the ambiance. &lt;img src="file:///E:/DCIM/100MSDCF/DSC01955.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/STJREOA3GrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dWizxfAjdWA/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/STJREOA3GrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dWizxfAjdWA/s400/DSC01955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274367246527306418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am really showing-off. Haha.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At least this not a bitter post! :D&lt;/span&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/9546949-2375013771783974885?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2375013771783974885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2375013771783974885' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2375013771783974885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2375013771783974885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruit-of-my-labor-and-other-things.html' title='The Fruit of my Labor and Other Things'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/STJNnSuITdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V9UqMrKNTBk/s72-c/DSC01954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8092733926170982205</id><published>2008-11-26T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:06:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Just Too Exhausting!</title><content type='html'>I haven't have the time to update some blabberings lately. The culprit? Stress.&lt;br /&gt;Stress to the maximum, nth level that my body and my immune system is beginning to take its toll. I don't really feel good lately, in the sense that when you caught a bad cold everything that's in you suddenly falls apart, it's really frustrating and very excruciating. I hope schoolwork would not be affected with these breakdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nics and I watched Twilight. The movie is so good. Well, it beyond good, it's great! Robert Pattinson is sizzling hot. Period. The movie satisfies what Twilight fanatics have been dying for- a good portrayal of Edward Cullen and Robert perfectly portray the perfect man! Oh yes, like after watching it, you're so into Robert that you will watch it again. Though it's a very teeny-pop movie, it's still very entertaining. The only thing was, I don't feel really good about the whole Edward Cullen thing/mania/fanatics. Like the book or the movie is portraying the "perfect/ideal/unreachable guy". It is so unrealistic. Make girls fantasize about the E.C. guy which I think is really unreasonable. Ok, I myself do admit that E.C. is perfect with the enchanting smile, the hair, the to-die-for eyes, he's just the perfect embodiment you would certainly look for a guy, but an Edward Cullen does not exist or even if he does well, he is still not perfect. Edward Cullen is just way beyond. So twilight fanatics, don't over-fantasize E.C. ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've encountered some bad spirits while commuting to school after watching Twilight. She is just the meanest and the most evil person I ever saw! With her mean friends to add.&lt;i&gt; Hindi ko na lang siya pinatulan&lt;/i&gt; 'coz I am a "civilized" person. I don't brag about something that is truly nonsensical to the extent that you are hurting someone's feelings. Though honestly I do really feel so small and extremely woeful, pathetic, wretched at that moment like I'm gonna burst and cry, I still control myself because I am not like YOU, who make little things like a big issue. Screw you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of bitterness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8092733926170982205?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8092733926170982205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8092733926170982205' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8092733926170982205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8092733926170982205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-just-too-exhausting.html' title='Life is Just Too Exhausting!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6234603418967157336</id><published>2008-11-19T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:09:38.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>Time really haven't given me a chance to post anything substantial here in my blog. But like what I said, I will do everything to post something here. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, we had our Comm. Arts and we were given this activity to assess our reading skills. Try to guess what this paragraph indicates and comment me if you have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The newspaper is better than a magazine. A seashore is a better place than a street. At first, it is better to run than to walk. You may have to try it several times. It takes some skill, but it's easy to learn. Even young children can enjoy it. Once successful, complications are minimal. Birds seldom get too close. Rain, however, soaks in very fast. Too many people doing the same thing can also cause problems. One needs a lot of space. If there are no complications, it can be very peaceful. A rock will serve as an anchor. If things break loose, however, you will not get a second chance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint: The answer is simple. No literary meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answer correctly this riddle, you will get a prize from me. So do your best to answer it. Goodluck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6234603418967157336?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6234603418967157336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6234603418967157336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6234603418967157336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6234603418967157336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4116813117569341173</id><published>2008-11-15T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:28:04.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Ideal" Guy</title><content type='html'>Beware, this is one of a kind post. Seldom I post such kind and seldom I will talk about it.... Boys, oh well, though i really don't have the highest interest to them. In fact, I really don't care about them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok, maybe I bragged out a bit and maybe "someday" I "might" need ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very picky and particular when it really comes to boys. Let me do the honor to get a detailed look on my ideal guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want a guy who is taller than me.&lt;/span&gt; Now this thing is serious, it's really a requirement for a guy. And well, I think I will be having a hard time to find one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whom I can talked everything under the sun.&lt;/span&gt; This is a substantial thing for one guy to possess, I gotta talked with him from music, movies, books, latest happenings- everything, without getting bored. A good conversation perhaps. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am into guys who are smart.&lt;/span&gt; Smarter than I thought actually, but really not that nerds and geeks that would end up having debate with me, oh please! I'm quite done with those. I want them to be smart in a "good" way, like sending me good books and making me poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like clean/neat looking guys.&lt;/span&gt; By the way? Who doesn't want one? Can you stand a guy who has zero hygiene. A big no no to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preferably, knows to play an instrument.&lt;/span&gt; It can be piano which I think would be great, or a violin which would be greater or just a drum or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Money.&lt;/span&gt; Um, this is quite controversial, some might think that I am too grasping or something, but I am just being practical. I won't elaborate it more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good family background. &lt;/span&gt;As far as I am concern, I want a guy to have a well-respected or low profile family background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; A good disposition.&lt;/span&gt; I want him to be kind, compassionate and most importantly religious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exquisite hands.&lt;/span&gt; I think this is bizarre but I really do look for a good hand. The first thing that I would really look in a guy is the hand and when I say good hand, it must be soft? haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ood relationship with his mother. &lt;/span&gt;They say that you can see yourself being treated by a guy the way he treats his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not a guy-finder post! haha. I might be mistaken, with all those requirements for a guy. I just thought this post would be different from my other accounts and like I said I don't have the highest interest to them... at least for now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Lota, I will miss reading your amusingly funny and interesting post. Hope that you will be back soon and hope that you will still pass-by on my blog, this will be useless without you! haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4116813117569341173?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4116813117569341173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4116813117569341173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4116813117569341173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4116813117569341173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-ideal-guy.html' title='My &quot;Ideal&quot; Guy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4651785993720655051</id><published>2008-11-12T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:10:39.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academics'/><title type='text'>Very Odd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SRq_kxJhB3I/AAAAAAAAAbc/YLL39BXz14M/s1600-h/Philippine+bulbul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SRq_kxJhB3I/AAAAAAAAAbc/YLL39BXz14M/s400/Philippine+bulbul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267733352552662898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Philippine bulbul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah....bulbul (as in pubic hair) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A dedicated post for Taxonomy might help me with everything, especially we will have an approaching long test, so I have to make peace with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having our Biolec, and take note, I am intently listening to it, crunching and munching every single word that I heard, listening it by heart, yeah. Then, while I'm seriously absorbing every term that I hear, my prof mention something. She is discussing the importance of having a universal scientific name for all organisms. Names of different organisms in different nations varies widely so there must have a universally, accepted name for a certain species. Latin was used because it is a dead language, nowadays really, it is no longer used as a dialect and only scholars way back centuries and centuries uses this language, so that no argument may rise 'bout not using their language as the basis for naming scientific names. She gave a quite number of examples and the one that really caught our attention is that when she says the species &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippine bulbul&lt;/span&gt;. At first, the words are quite fuzzy and I didn't really heard it clearly, I thought it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bold bull&lt;/span&gt;. But when my prof, said it over and over and over again, giggles and chatterings started to rise. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philippine_Bulbul"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Philippine bulbul&lt;/i&gt; (Ixos philippinus)&lt;/a&gt;- is a species of songbird in the Pycnonotidae family. It is endemic to the Philippines. Its natural habitats are subtropical or tropical moist lowland forests and subtropical or tropical moist montanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bulbul! A pubic hair! Bulbul in Filipino is pubic hair in English. Come'on, poor little bird. Given a name after a pubic hair! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to have some Korean classmates who really can't relate at all this ridiculous joke, so my really interesting prof translate it for them and the rest is history....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who taxonomist named it for the poor little creature? And why the heck did he name that. Ok maybe he has his reasons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at the picture, does it look like a pubic hair? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe taxanomy is not that all lame, maybe some but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9546949-4651785993720655051?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4651785993720655051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4651785993720655051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4651785993720655051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4651785993720655051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-odd.html' title='Very Odd...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SRq_kxJhB3I/AAAAAAAAAbc/YLL39BXz14M/s72-c/Philippine+bulbul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3031186713045641449</id><published>2008-11-10T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:05:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some Sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SRhNdmOwrII/AAAAAAAAAbU/yQu61cQig4s/s1600-h/DSC01889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SRhNdmOwrII/AAAAAAAAAbU/yQu61cQig4s/s400/DSC01889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267044935083797634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Addition to the clan. Microbiology and Biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am typing these words right now, with my eyes half open. I just want to have an update, besides I miss blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been stress-- school, myself and life. Whew! I have not been really inspired in studying Biology lately. Maybe because it's about that Taxonomy--- yeah, that's the reason why. It is so damn uninspiring to study such branch of Biology. The lamest of all, I must say. With all the construction of the dichotomous key and the phylogenetic tree, it really burns up everything in me. Give me Biochemistry, Zoology, Botany, etc. except Taxonomy. You know what? I am beginning to be afraid that my interest in studying Bio would eventually fade away because of that lame Taxonomy. Though, I am really trying my 101% to have some imagination working out will studying this Taxonomy thing, because you see, the reason why I love studying Bio is that I imagine things, as they are. It's cool. But my imagination seems to be hibernating these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Taxo.... gotta love Taxo.... gotta love Linnaeus... gotta love Taxo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all those chants works. But right now really I need a goodnight sleep, which I doubt will never happen. Loads of reports, researches and bundles of books to read. I am gradually taking the toll of becoming a doctor. Still, I have so many Taxonom-ies to encounter. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really I am trying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3031186713045641449?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3031186713045641449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3031186713045641449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3031186713045641449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3031186713045641449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-some-sleep.html' title='I need some Sleep!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SRhNdmOwrII/AAAAAAAAAbU/yQu61cQig4s/s72-c/DSC01889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2856832131087272039</id><published>2008-11-07T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:08:17.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst of All Things or Maybe the Best</title><content type='html'>I just got home from a long day in school. And that long day got worse, when I got a period which included the energy-consuming dysmenorrhea and a terrible headache. Is there anything worse than that? ATPs (Adenosine Triposphate) in my body is really all consumed and I need a kick back to regenerate every cell in my body, perhaps a good-long sleep will do. Hmm... or maybe a good meal will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just having brief overview on what will happen to me this sem and I'm having a nightmare! Haha. Ok, maybe I just over-exaggerated it but I can feel that this is going to be rough and tough. With ballroom,2 english, taxonomy lecture and lab, psychology, oral defenses and thesis on the go can you consider it heaven? It's hell. Everyday, 7 am. That's very tiring for me. One more thing why I don't like 7am schools is because I cannot really bowel at those times. You see, I need to bowel early in the morning to make me feel good throught the day and to make my digestive tract work properly, but in my case right now, it seems that boweling at around 5:30 am seems so hard for me, because I think my digestion process at that time is still sleeping! Haha. Oh well, I really hate my schedule and with all those long vacant period! Long vacant period= Going to canteen= Buy food= Loose money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe this all dreadful things are too much for a day and like I said before I need a kick back to regenerate my cells. How 'bout I list all things that I love to help me feel a bit better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time alone&lt;/span&gt;. I feel very refresh whenever I spend time alone with myself, contemplating every right and wrongs that I have done, it's like having a conversation with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good grades/remarks/praises&lt;/span&gt;. Ok, so maybe I'm a bit vain and all that, but really it feels good when you receive good remarks from people. It's very uplifting and encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good music&lt;/span&gt;. Music is my constant companion whether I'm at home, school, etc. A good music never fails me, so it either inspires or makes me cry or even makes me put to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great book&lt;/span&gt;. Ah this one, can be my bestfriend. I can read a book all day long and really dig in to it. Too bad that my mom and I made a treaty that I should only read books on vacations, so no books for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good conversation&lt;/span&gt;. I conversation with a friend or maybe a stranger! Good conversations motivates me more and just makes me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantastic Food&lt;/span&gt;. Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ample time to sleep&lt;/span&gt;. Well, nowadays, I think I will no longer sleep 8hrs everyday, with my dreadful sched and truckloads of schoolwork, I really doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exercise&lt;/span&gt;. I want to exercise... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;. But it seems that whenever I have the time, I just end up sleeping and eating more and just get lazy to exercise. But I really need a good exercise, oh well, ballroom will do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coffee&lt;/span&gt;. Ah... this makes me feel better and helps me to stay awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great shopping opportunity&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not really shopaholic or a shop-till-you-drop kind of person, but as much as I am concern, it's like a therapy. Shopping makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really right now, I am having a bad headache a menstrual cramp, so off I go to bed and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2856832131087272039?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2856832131087272039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2856832131087272039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2856832131087272039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2856832131087272039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/worst-of-all-things-or-maybe-best.html' title='Worst of All Things or Maybe the Best'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1825371061094270812</id><published>2008-11-05T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:55:58.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academics'/><title type='text'>Learning to Love C. Linneaus</title><content type='html'>Before anything else, I want to congratulate Mr. Barrack Obama for making a history! Please... Be a good leader. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my 2 majors today! Bio Lab and Bio Lec. The worst of it is that they are in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;So, wish me luck during exams. Oh well, the gap between those two beloved subjects of mine are like distant mountains: 4 hours break! My oh my! My attempt in updating a post at school did not offered me even the slightest chance due to computer patch there. But I will really try to sneak some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Biology this semester is ALL about the gruesome, compelling, nose-bleeding, morbid and terrifying TAXONOMY/SYSTEMATICS/BIODIVERSITY, whatever they maybe. Carolus Linneaus is sure a genius for constructing such branch of Biology, he is so genius that he made to think a way to make bio-students' lives harder and tougher each day. My prof in Biolec in the previous sem already warned us that Taxonomy is not at all a piece of a cake subject, sure it's sounds so boring, naming all the  "unknown" species there is in this world, but sure I need to maintain my grade so as to not disappoint my parents and surely to not disappoint myself. My dad have been urging me to become a doctor since yesterday, don't know what came up to him. It's like being a doctor will only take a few snaps and voila! Oh well, a father's dream for his daughter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure about this sem, I will have 5 units of Comm. Arts and a Gen Psychology subject, whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just want to share my latest blabberings about my life. I will really try my best to post updates as possibly as I can, but I am not promising anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, goodluck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1825371061094270812?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1825371061094270812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1825371061094270812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1825371061094270812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1825371061094270812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/learning-to-love-c-linneaus.html' title='Learning to Love C. Linneaus'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5434409739098734360</id><published>2008-11-03T22:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:40:20.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Northern Lights</title><content type='html'>The best things in life are.... free! Yay! That's a song right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't think of any to post that really makes sense. Maybe I will post about Obama and McCain, but I am just too lazy jotting down political stuffs, or maybe I will post the latest economical issue, blah! that's too uninteresting, anyway we all know that the economical state of our country is still "under-developed" as always, so there is not much news about it.  Um, how 'bout religion? That sounds interesting but really, when it comes to this topic, we can't avoid being biased, so let's just pass it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQ8Icu_UjNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/76dvvJxwi7o/s1600-h/aurora-streaks-675716-xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQ8Icu_UjNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/76dvvJxwi7o/s200/aurora-streaks-675716-xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264435779162377426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I found a target, how 'bout writing about "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aurora Borealis&lt;/span&gt;". I am dying to see this spellbinding celestial lights. I should have post it to my top most places to see. Can you imagine someone proposing to you with the Aurora Borealis right behind you? Ok, ok. I know you think that's odd but just imagine it. My! I am thinking mushy stuffs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aurora_Borealis"&gt;Aurora Borealis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aurora_Borealis"&gt; or the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Northern Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are curtains of streamers that appear in the Arctic and Antarctic parts of the earth. Scientifically speaking, the sun gives off high-energy charged particles (also called ions) that travel out into space at speeds of 300 to 1200 kilometres per second. A cloud of such particles is called a plasma. The stream of plasma coming from the sun is known as the solar wind. As the solar wind interacts with the edge of the earth's magnetic field, some of the particles are trapped by it and they follow the lines of magnetic force down into the ionosphere, the section of the earth's atmosphere that extends from about 60 to 600 kilometres above the earth's surface. When the particles collide with the gases in the ionosphere they start to glow, producing the spectacle that we know as the auroras, northern and southern. The array of colours consists of red, green, blue and violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Finnish Folklore tales they are called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;revontulet&lt;/span&gt;", which means "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fox fires&lt;/span&gt;" a name derived from an ancient fable of the arctic fox starting fires fire or spraying up snow with its brush-like tail. No matter that in English "foxfire" is a luminescent glow emitted by certain types of fungi growing on rotten wood. The true story is that the sun is the father of the auroras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That's a piece of information. But really, whenever I got to see a picture of an Aurora, I got butterflies in my stomach. Unexplained happiness and longing, I think. The light exudes peace and serenity that whenever I looked at them, it's as if I have been there. It's like a dream- a beautiful dream. Very hypnotizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5434409739098734360?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5434409739098734360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5434409739098734360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5434409739098734360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5434409739098734360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-things-in-life-part-1.html' title='The Northern Lights'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQ8Icu_UjNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/76dvvJxwi7o/s72-c/aurora-streaks-675716-xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6587501993272983732</id><published>2008-11-01T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:02:05.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>P'u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P'u&lt;/span&gt;, in typical Chinese dictionary will give a definition of "natural, simple, plain, honest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie,&lt;br /&gt;A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me a riddle and I reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; been reading "Tao of Pooh" once again like for the 3rd time. A book that simplifies everything and a book that is simply enjoyable to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foreword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"What's this you're writing?" asked Pooh, climbing onto the writing table.&lt;br /&gt;"The Tao of Pooh," I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; of Pooh?" asked Pooh, smudging one of the words I had just written.&lt;br /&gt;"The Tao of Pooh," I replied, poking his paw away with my pencil.&lt;br /&gt;"It seems more like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ow!&lt;/span&gt; of Pooh," said Pooh, rubbing his paw.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's not," I replied huffily.&lt;br /&gt;"What's it about?" asked Pooh, leaning forward and smearing another word.&lt;br /&gt;"It's about how to stay happy and calm under all circumstances!" I yelled.&lt;br /&gt;"Have you read it?" asked Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was after some of us were discussing the Great Masters of Wisdom, and someone was saying how all of them came from the East, and I was saying that some of them didn't, but he was going on and on, just like this sentence, not paying any attention, when I decided to read a quotation of Wisdom from the West, to prove that there was more to the world than one half and I read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's for breakfast?", said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooh nodded thoughtfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the same thing," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's that?" the Unbeliever asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Wisdom from a Western Taoist," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"It sounds like something from Winnie-the-Pooh," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"It is," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"That's not about Taoism," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yes it is," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's not," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think it's about?"I said.&lt;br /&gt;"It's about this dumpy little bear that wanders around asking silly questions, making up songs, and going through all kinds of adventures, without ever accumulating any amount of intellectual knowledge or losing his simpleminded sort of happiness. That's what it's about," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Same thing," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I began to get an idea: to write a book that explained the principles of Taoism through Winnie-the-Pooh, and explained the Winnie-the-Pooh through the principles of Taoism.&lt;br /&gt;When informed of my intentions, the scholars exclaimed, "Pre&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pos&lt;/span&gt;terous!" and things like that. Others said it was the stupidest thing they'd ever heard, and that I must be dreaming. Some said it was a nice idea, but too difficult. "Just where would you even begin?", they asked. Well, an old Taoist saying puts it this way: "A thousand-mile journey starts with one step."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that we will start at the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;---Excerpt from Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While Eeyore frets... and Piglet hesitates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and Owl pontificates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pooh just is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Tao of Pooh is a book written in a very simple yet appealing manner. The author uses Pooh which is a silly, honey-doting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naked&lt;/span&gt; bear who just loves to wander and just to be giddy. The book also teaches basic Taoism. And I think, among Confucianism, Buddhist and Taoism-- Taoism suits me better.  Why? Just grab a book and read it. Though it costs some amount of money, but it's really worth the price, because who will never be disappointed on reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9546949-6587501993272983732?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6587501993272983732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6587501993272983732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6587501993272983732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6587501993272983732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/11/pu.html' title='P&apos;u'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2939036446756674182</id><published>2008-10-29T19:21:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:03:43.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the wedding.... the Honeymoon!</title><content type='html'>Oh yes! My mind is still in a misty, hallucinating state. Still dreamy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dream wedding, of course, the much awaited &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; honeymoon must be perfectly planned, I don't want it to be just a honeymoon-- I want it to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect, superb and sple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ndid&lt;/span&gt;! I want a tour all over the world-- at the most exotic and most sought after places there is! My! Is there any more wonderful than that? Just wandering around the world with your perfect groom, my oh my! It's just magnificent. Addition to that is you can spend bucks and bucks away without worrying that much because you are lucky to be happily married with a millionaire or maybe a billionaire! haha. Ok, I think I am wwayy beyond the normal state of mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's still proceed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places that I am dying to go (for honeymoon or just alone):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start in Asia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhMdLuvkkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rmH8peky-X4/s1600-h/hong-kong-709939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhMdLuvkkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rmH8peky-X4/s200/hong-kong-709939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540228831187522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hong Kong: Go to Disneyland and buy loads and loads of clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhMpcYFTyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YQ3U_vVnnW4/s1600-h/singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhMpcYFTyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YQ3U_vVnnW4/s200/singapore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262540439457976098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singapore: After Hong Kong, let's splurge designer's stuffs in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heading off to New York....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhNWpDOlUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wFynnJrWa30/s1600-h/new-york-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhNWpDOlUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wFynnJrWa30/s200/new-york-city.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541215954277698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's something peculiar about the Big Apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next stop is Egypt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhNzaxztUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7UGUvwxxAK0/s1600-h/photo_lg_egypt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhNzaxztUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7UGUvwxxAK0/s200/photo_lg_egypt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541710339323202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be excavating stuffs on the Land of Tutankhamen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then off to go to Europe baby!&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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhOMa_vW5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/k6iZub8ckFM/s1600-h/iceland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhOMa_vW5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/k6iZub8ckFM/s200/iceland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262542139894487954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lush green of Iceland. Isn't it ironic, it shouldn't be green---it should have ice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhPGZK_8sI/AAAAAAAAAY4/53aHhI-AvwM/s1600-h/london.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhPGZK_8sI/AAAAAAAAAY4/53aHhI-AvwM/s200/london.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262543135837254338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The streets of London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhPZDJxuMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dUGa_xwqIps/s1600-h/rome_pictures_door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhPZDJxuMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dUGa_xwqIps/s200/rome_pictures_door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262543456344062146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The perfect ambiance of Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhP8gCEygI/AAAAAAAAAZI/5RuI-2P0BS8/s1600-h/9.f.+Venice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhP8gCEygI/AAAAAAAAAZI/5RuI-2P0BS8/s200/9.f.+Venice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262544065391806978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Rowing thru the tunnels of Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhQPje2niI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CinbbV84TF0/s1600-h/Paris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhQPje2niI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CinbbV84TF0/s200/Paris2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262544392735333922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And of course, having the perfect dinner in Paris! Bon apetit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So there's you have it! But those are only the places that top the list, still have the whole world to tour! Again, who wants to go with me, be sure to have your own money! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long will this mushy mind of mine will gonna last.... so bear with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2939036446756674182?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2939036446756674182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2939036446756674182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2939036446756674182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2939036446756674182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-wedding-honeymoon.html' title='After the wedding.... the Honeymoon!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQhMdLuvkkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rmH8peky-X4/s72-c/hong-kong-709939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-696096396444874263</id><published>2008-10-28T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:01:54.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQcMJnB8wnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/L2pigm5waD4/s1600-h/AISLEDECOR-whitebloomedtreeslininga.jpg"&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/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQcMJnB8wnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/L2pigm5waD4/s200/AISLEDECOR-whitebloomedtreeslininga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262188048841228914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;A winter-themed wedding. Isn't it magical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just got home from a one of a kind wedding, yes, it's really one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 70 year old married to a woman half of his age. Lolo Remy and Tita Flory's Nuptial. I witnessed their sweetness as they tied the knot and I was quite impressed. Love only proves that there is no boundaries or limitations that can hinder happy endings. Both of their spouses have died and their love story began, I don't really have the authority to elaborate it more here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang at their wedding, yep, actually it was a duet. Up until now, I just can't believe the fact that I sang a song and take note in a wedding in front of PEOPLE!!! Oh my! The shame that once again I have plunk over myself, I really don't know if I will still have the courage to show off my face! Oh well, I once read that if you want to grow as a person you must leave your comfort zone and try extreme things. I think singing in front of a crowd is an extreme accomplishment, knowing that's its my first time to sing in front of a crowd--with no experience at all. Who wants to hear me sing? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I love to attend weddings. It ends me up thinking about my own wedding. I am quite dreamy and extravagant about my own wedding. I don't want it to be simple, I want it to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unforgettable&lt;/span&gt;, yup! I think that's the word: unforgettable. With all my friends and loved ones witnessing my beautiful wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my wedding gown to be the best!&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a flower-filled wedding!&lt;br /&gt;(My reception theme is still not yet decided, I'm still thinking of something unique!)&lt;br /&gt;I want to have as many food as there can be!&lt;br /&gt;In short, I just want my wedding to be the best day that I ever had! And hey! Wedding is rare and sacred so make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, getting married is still not in my mind. haha. I still don't have a groom, stupid me! I don't want to get married alone, that's pathetic! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my over-melodramatic post. It's just that sometimes at the end of the day, I can't help to be too romantic and ending up thinking up too many mushy and fanciful hallucinations. But really, if you're a romantic-movie-buff like me, you will end up imagining things about yourself also. It's really a secret, but I think it will not be a secret anymore--- I am dreaming of my own version of Mr. Darcy. Can you blame me? who can resist the undaunted and coolly charm of Elizabeth Bennet's one and only? If only there's a true-to-life Darcy, my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much dreaming, ok I will stop! I really do apologize... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to invite me at your weddings. Though I know that it's too early to think about it! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-696096396444874263?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/696096396444874263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=696096396444874263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/696096396444874263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/696096396444874263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/weddings.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQcMJnB8wnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/L2pigm5waD4/s72-c/AISLEDECOR-whitebloomedtreeslininga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5864335872957609272</id><published>2008-10-26T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:51:26.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Austen's Era</title><content type='html'>I would consider Jane Austen as one of my most beloved authors. Not only I admire her by her wicked and witty style of writing but also for her free indirect speech, burlesque and irony which spot here a place as one of the most widely read and most admired writers in the English literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen movies from the novels of Jane Austen, particularly "Pride and Prejudice", "Emma" and "Sense and Sensibility" and I quite grew impertinent about how the society lives by on that era. If you could see these movies you can really notice similarities-- the balls, the clothes, the manners, etc. Oh! How I wished I do lived on that era, but there is also some pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read somewhere in the net about Austen's Era:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;The Nineteenth Century and Its Impact on Austen's Writings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                      &lt;!--/area Type="subhead"--&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            &lt;!--area Type="main"                      style="0;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:ffffff;"--&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 0);font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Whether you call it "the Napoleonic era," "the Regency," or "late Georgian," the era of c. 1795-1830 is one of the most dramatic times in the history of the world. It is a time of war. And gaiety. Sorrow and pain. Downright hedonism. It is social manners taken to the ultimate degree. It is the heyday of the Industrial Revolution when merchants were becoming wealthier than noblemen. There was more education, for a wider range of people. More ideas. New evangelical churches, mostly appealing to the middle and lower classes, and beginning to preach a new morality. There were riots. The landed class lived in terror of a French-style revolution, which was based on the rebellion of the American colonies, both well within the lifetimes of most people of the Regency. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the outsider, it might seem as if women of this nobility and gentry did very little--but their work was very important and sometimes very hard, as they were expected to manage the home and the household.&lt;/span&gt; As Etty Raverat, who was a young woman in the late 1800s, said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Ladies were ladies in those days; they did not do things themselves, they told others what to do and how to do it"&lt;/span&gt; (Harrison and Ford, 226). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;However, this lifestyle left ample time for leisure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Social parties and balls were held often. Dancing was a favorite pastime among most upper-class women and men&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; An evening party often would end with a few sets among the four or five couples present. Unmarried women spent a great deal of time with other unmarried women. However, once a woman was married her role was considered manager of the household, and she had much less time than before to walk and talk with former friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though the life of an upper class woman might seem easier and more secure than that of a lower class woman, it was not always so. Land, titles, and money were inherited by the closest male relative--typically the older son, but if there was no older son then it would go to a more distant relation. Only the small amount of money set aside as a woman’s marriage dowry went to an unmarried woman after the death of her father. As a result, many mothers and daughters were left extremely poor after the death of their husband and father (Mitchell, 107). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The next-highest class was the middle class. Women of this class were much like women of the upper class, though their lands were not so extensive nor their way of life so grand as that of the aristocracy and landed gentry. People of the middle class associated with their peers and sometimes with those in the upper class. Women of the middle class depended heavily on marrying "up" into the upper classes, therefore gaining social prestige as well as a great deal more worldly goods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The middle class itself was a much broader area of people than the upper class. It included everyone between the working classes and the lower gentry. It depended mostly not on how much money one had, but on how this money was obtained (Mitchell, 20). Because of this, the singular roles of middle class women varied greatly from family to family. Some unmarried women might have a place in the family shop, while others might live very much as a genteel woman would, with little work and much leisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQRpJFhFvMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KD44jqBb5rA/s1600-h/Pride_and_Prejudice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQRpJFhFvMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KD44jqBb5rA/s200/Pride_and_Prejudice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261445869496286402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way women dressed also captures my attention, I just really love looking at women who all dressed in a long gown.There is grace and elegance about it which I really admire. Imagine if we are in a society where girls are required to wear killer corsets (though I don't think wearing corsets here in the tropical island of Philippines will be accepting such thing)! I bet, all girls will be crying at the end of the day because of spine and abdominal injuries. I think corsets can make your stomach measure for like about 18 inches! Imagine that about a ruler and a half, that's ridiculous! I would really love to try one.  Contrary to parties nowadays, where youngsters go to bar and party like an animal, the Austen era is a complete opposite of this, though they do party with the music and the food, you will hear no ear-destructive rock music or vodkas or tequilas that will make you a total waste. This is more like a social-gathering where women and men dance to show their affection. Loud chattering are not really tolerated in this kind of era so women are very genteel and well-mannered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music and Art also plays a vital role in their lives. This is a prerequisite I think on upperclassmen, knowing an instrument or have a basic knowledge on art and I think it's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were given the "slightest" chance to live in this era, I would definitely go for it! Who wants to go with me? We'll be time traveling back to Austen's Era.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5864335872957609272?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5864335872957609272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5864335872957609272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5864335872957609272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5864335872957609272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/austens-era.html' title='Austen&apos;s Era'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQRpJFhFvMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KD44jqBb5rA/s72-c/Pride_and_Prejudice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2436838607367464918</id><published>2008-10-25T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:05:42.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><title type='text'>Lotatheraphy</title><content type='html'>I had so much fun yesterday, besides seeing my little sister again I had the chance to talk to a great, great friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQJ_6Xn5ZjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wDf5vrPnu7w/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQJ_6Xn5ZjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wDf5vrPnu7w/s200/DSC01814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260907955472655922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cappuccino from "Coffee Bean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lotsee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lota&lt;/a&gt; and I both had a great time yesterday at Rob Midtown.We had lunch in the "Old Spaghetti House" and their Pesto with Chicken is so good. Carlota has been my good friend from Masci. As far as I can remember Artem introduced her to me. We can talk everything under the sun, from movies, to music, to boys...haha. I really love it when we have such a conversation. It's like a therapy, very stress-relieving. We had a great time in Coffee Bean and the ambiance is really invigorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many confessions and no need to elaborate, right dear Lota?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lota you are really such a good listener and a good advicer. I really admire how flexible you are when it comes to people you are mingling with. How you can talk so many stuffs without them getting bored. Thanks for the wonderful day yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after that talk, I went to Powerbooks to kill the time. I have to fetch my bro to Pisay and it's still way too early to go there so I decided to spend some readings. I read the "The World's worst Jokes" and some informational books, then off I go to Q.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT is jam-packed. It's really tiring but still very satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. I still have baby-sitting to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2436838607367464918?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2436838607367464918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2436838607367464918' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2436838607367464918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2436838607367464918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/lotatheraphy.html' title='Lotatheraphy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SQJ_6Xn5ZjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wDf5vrPnu7w/s72-c/DSC01814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7223148399323947681</id><published>2008-10-23T07:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:01:52.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>New Soul</title><content type='html'>I dedicate Yael Naim's song "New Soul" for my new baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yael Naim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a new soul&lt;br /&gt;I came to this strange world&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take.&lt;br /&gt;But since I came here,&lt;br /&gt;Felt the joy and the fear&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself making every possible mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a young soul&lt;br /&gt;In this very strange world&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake&lt;br /&gt;But why all this hate?&lt;br /&gt;Try to communicate&lt;br /&gt;Finding trust and love is not always easy to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a happy end&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Everything you have done&lt;br /&gt;Why's everything so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;This is a happy end&lt;br /&gt;Come and give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a new soul&lt;br /&gt;I came to this strange world&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take.&lt;br /&gt;But since I came here,&lt;br /&gt;Felt the joy and the fear&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself making every possible mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a new soul... (la, la, la, la,...)&lt;br /&gt;In this very strange world...&lt;br /&gt;Every possible mistake&lt;br /&gt;Possible mistake&lt;br /&gt;Every possible mistake&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;Take take take take take... take a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Take, take a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Take, take a mistake&lt;br /&gt;(oh oh oh oh...)&lt;br /&gt;[fade out]&lt;br /&gt;(oh oh oh oh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listen to my Playlist --&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw my baby sister, my oh my, a rush of happiness suddenly pours into me. I feel happy and uhm yeah more of a "ate".  She's the cutest and the most adorable. She is so healthy. By the way, her was is Kiersten, nickname is "Ken", sorta like a boyish name but I think it's cool. Mom derived her name from Kirsten Dunst, she really want that name for me and I still have no idea how she ended up giving me the name  "kimberly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-3yUJoMCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YOwANXh-ccg/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-3yUJoMCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YOwANXh-ccg/s200/DSC01773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260124964822462498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, Ken is such a darling, darling darling. I ended up looking at her most of the time. Touching her beautiful, delicate, baby-soft skin and her oh so charming eyes. She got the eyes from me! She is quite long/tall also and her cheeks are blushing whenever she sneezes or yawn. It's just that I felt that she is my own baby. Like looking at her, and your problems and worries will be instantly  blanched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-41Pfk9xI/AAAAAAAAAXo/opKQT1iyr5c/s1600-h/DSC01741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-41Pfk9xI/AAAAAAAAAXo/opKQT1iyr5c/s200/DSC01741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260126114623584018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I carried her, she really likes it, she stops crying and&lt;br /&gt;I really feel so "ate". She is a darling, darling baby. She doesn't like her crib and she always cries whenever she was left alone there. Maybe, she can sense that she has a belongingness whenever she is being carried and she can feel warmth from everybody. I slept at the hospital so that me and Dad can take rounds. Relatives also visit and how they adore such baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I love babies, just as i love cats or kittens&lt;/span&gt;. There's just this innocence that's very transparent whenever you look them at their eyes, it just overflows and I like that feeling. Washing away all worries and distressed and whatever anxiety we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message to my dear, dear baby sister: (so emo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dear baby sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               As you read this message maybe you are now a full-pledged teenager who also worry about many problems, or maybe a rocketing scientist you invents stuffs,and or maybe a musician like a pianist or a violinist or maybe an opera singer! Anything in this world! I don't know.  And I, maybe a doctor or if not a doctor a person who wanders around.&lt;br /&gt;            I know, it's not that easy but it's really not that bad also. I have also gone through that and man, I tell you there are times when I feel so hopeless and helpless and worst of all FAITHLESS!!! But my dear, don't let anything or anyone put you down. Don't ever forger that your ever-loving big sister is always here to understand... to listen... and to love. I don't want you to commit mistakes that I have done, that I have really regretted and always regretted.&lt;br /&gt;           LIFE is a four-letter word! But it really means something, in fact in means your whole being.&lt;br /&gt;          My dear baby sister, I want you to be brave, to consider, to be strong, to be independent and to be faithful! I love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Your dearest big sister,&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-94uEG0sI/AAAAAAAAAXw/SpjeyrljsqA/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-94uEG0sI/AAAAAAAAAXw/SpjeyrljsqA/s200/DSC01748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260131671927608002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The OVERJOYED big sister!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7223148399323947681?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7223148399323947681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7223148399323947681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7223148399323947681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7223148399323947681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-soul.html' title='New Soul'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SP-3yUJoMCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YOwANXh-ccg/s72-c/DSC01773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8413310275116068862</id><published>2008-10-20T09:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:56:45.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Pre-occupied and Britney Spears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SPvptrka61I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ybLWNzc-q0w/s1600-h/new-moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SPvptrka61I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ybLWNzc-q0w/s200/new-moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259053960884054866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been occupied by &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;. Well, ok, I just bought "New Moon": the sequel of Twilight, my gosh! If someone would ask me, what is Twilight, like hello, are you from this world? haha. Well, I got so frantic when I finally bought "New Moon". It's like I'm dying to buy this book. Yeah, I know, I am just one of those going-gaga over Stephenie Meyer's acclaimed vampire romance-adventure sequel. I read Twilight way back I think a year ago and I just fell in love with it. I know, I sound really gooey and slushy and whatever you want to call me, but come'on &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt; is just so cunningly perfect, as far as it is described in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I like Twilight more. One thing I really hate about sequels is the plot of the story gets more and more complicated. But still I will buy Eclipse and Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I. for all Twilight fanatics, there will be another sequel after Breaking Dawn: "Midnight Sun", from Edward's narration. So I will definitely be watching for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So too much for Edward Cullen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Britney Spears video of "Womanizer" and well, nothing really changed, from her "Gimme Gimme More" video except that well she just look "less prostitute" (pardon me for my word) but it's just so. . . crappy. I can see that she loss some weight but that's all.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; been a fan of Britney from the day her hit single "Baby One More Time" became the music every little girl listens to, I even have her complete tapes from her first album down to the last except her latest which I don't what it is. But as time goes by, I realized how superficial her music were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8413310275116068862?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8413310275116068862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8413310275116068862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8413310275116068862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8413310275116068862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/pre-occupied-and-britney-spears.html' title='Pre-occupied and Britney Spears'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SPvptrka61I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ybLWNzc-q0w/s72-c/new-moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2335686861992438131</id><published>2008-10-19T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:49:25.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SPq6wfBEV6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/BUVtdWP6FB8/s1600-h/butterfly_award_jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SPq6wfBEV6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/BUVtdWP6FB8/s200/butterfly_award_jpg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258720857030940578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! Glad. Glad. Glad. At least people notice my blog. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://lotsee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ms. Carlota E.&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://xtin-being-real.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ms. Kristin B.&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is this some sort of instructions, so bear with it! haha. (So this is like a chain huh?O_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the logo on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add a link to the person who awarded you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate 10 other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Add links to those blogs on yours.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MY 10 favorite Bloggers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Carlota&lt;br /&gt;2. Kristin&lt;br /&gt;3. Cleve...&lt;br /&gt;4. ....&lt;br /&gt;5. ....&lt;br /&gt;6. ....&lt;br /&gt;7. ....&lt;br /&gt;8. ....&lt;br /&gt;9. ....&lt;br /&gt;10. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm... yeah... wala pa akong masyadong kilala sa blog community so at least there's the three of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2335686861992438131?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2335686861992438131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2335686861992438131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2335686861992438131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2335686861992438131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SPq6wfBEV6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/BUVtdWP6FB8/s72-c/butterfly_award_jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-746894003568008393</id><published>2008-10-16T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:25:00.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dreamt I got Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh my! This post was really intended to be posted last Oct 14, but my oh my! I just don't have the time to post this because my brother is really such an annoyance. haha. Well, so this dream was last night (oct 13).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still feels so surreal. The picture of my dreams are still so vivid. I got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secretly engaged!&lt;/span&gt; lol. I know, that is so ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a tiring day, from Manila, I accompany my mom for an ultrasound. So medyo pahirapan 'cause we just commute kasi my dad won't be able to escort us because he and my brother just got home from Baguio to make run errands there. If only I could drive a car, I will! My dad already asked me if I am interested in driving and would I be willing to go to driving school? I said I would really love to drive especially in my profession: "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A doctor on-call&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;".  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doctors are always on-call&lt;/span&gt; so it's really a must to have a car. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung hindi lang mahal ang gasolina...&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, I saw really a good number of some interns in UP under the OBSTRETICS department and wow! they are watching the trailer of Twilight! haha. I know, I know, many youngsters are so hooked in Edward Cullen (including me, of course), but seeing the interns from UP watching the trailer of Twilight and going gaga about it.. uhm... that's really uhm... childish? haha. They are like high school students, getting excited to watch a chick-flick trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, anyway, the ultrasound goes along smoothly and we have lunch at the same-old KFC, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hay I am eating too much MSG(Monosodium Glutamate)!&lt;/span&gt; I was quite surprised that my mom give me a money, because she knew that I will be going to Rob &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para magliwaliw, &lt;/span&gt;'cause mom's doctor are too long to wait. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hinatid ko muna mom ko sa clinic&lt;/span&gt; then she called and said that the doctor isn't feeling well so we were going home. Honestly, I am not in the mood in touring Rob, besides I am not basically feeling well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala akong kasama para maglibot&lt;/span&gt;, so I think it will be a bit lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in relation on Lota's post...haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pangitain na ba 'to?&lt;/span&gt; She says that she's inlove...haha. And I dreamt that I got engaged! So here's the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was dancing with this very charming and romantic guy, though in my dreams it's as if I have known him very well. We dance all night long, haha. I really don't have the faintest clue on where on earth are we dancing, but I do really have a feeling that we are in Paris!!!! OMG! Yes, Paris! He even surprised me with a song, oh! his voice is like Buble, i almost cry when he sing that song! Oh my, then he propose to me! haha. and I said that "I accept your proposal but let's just make it a secret for the meantime 'cause I'm only 17! Oh my! Oh really my! I got secretly engaged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly I just woke up end up very, very disappointed...haha. This is ridiculous, very ridiculous. But it feels so real, especially when we are dancing and I felt so happy. The whole feeling is "unfathomable"- no words could ever describe the bliss that I have felt. And I found out that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marunong pala akong magsayaw! haha&lt;/span&gt;. My God! Proposing in Paris? Is anything that could be more romantic than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish dreams really do come true.....&lt;br /&gt;&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/9546949-746894003568008393?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/746894003568008393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=746894003568008393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/746894003568008393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/746894003568008393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dreamt-i-got-engaged.html' title='I Dreamt I got Engaged!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2354935801975967826</id><published>2008-10-13T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:25:27.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Blogger to Wordpress to Blogger Again!</title><content type='html'>I know this sounds crappy but I am once again back at blogger!&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't know, I moved to Wordpress for like only 2 days, comparing the user-friendly capability of both blog host service. Within that 2 days of posting some updates on wordpress, I just can't seem to have satisfaction. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One thing I don't like&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/span&gt; is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;you cannot edit the css of the template you want to use&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so meaning to say you will not be able to personalize your blog, which I think is very unjustifiable because having a blog reflects your personality and will serve as your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creative outlet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the net. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second, a blogger cannot put any shoutbox or tagboard in Wordpress&lt;/span&gt; will is quite disappointing for me. I have searched the net and found out that the reason why Wordpress don't allow such plug-ins is to avoid spam or complexity in the blog. For me, who got very used in having a shoutbox and Lota is asking for one! So, I really think it's a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wordpress does offer some very attractive plug-ins&lt;/span&gt; that Blogger does not have and that's one of the fact why I am urged to try Wordpress. There's their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;category section&lt;/span&gt; which is very useful in organizing and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;static pages&lt;/span&gt;, which Blogger does not have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the good-old internet, which is better Blogger or Wordpress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pulsed.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogger-wordpress-chart.html"&gt;Click for detailed information: BLOGGER vs. WORDPRESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the big question is, why I switched to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BLOGGER AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need some personal space on the net. Blogger templates can be costumize and there's a shoutbox! Yeah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogger is more user-friendly than Wordpress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can put many blog stuffs in here, like for example the Punkymood icon and the Shelfari widget board which Wordpress cannot support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some insights I get from Blogger Lovers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I like &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; and strongly recommend it if you're the type who does not want to tinker with the HTML/CSS templates directly (although Blogger allows you to do that too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current version is now much friendlier to non-techies because the settings pages are friendly and allow you to select and customize templates without altering a bit of code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their recent integration with Feedburner for tracking RSS subscriptions to your blog is also a plus, IMHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger also supports mobile blogging."  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did some research when I started a little over a year ago. I chose Blogger for my host service and have been very satisfied ever since. It is free and easy to use. Originally it was a small company (three guys having fun) but it's now a part of Google. To start you need a Google account, but that's easy if you don’t already have one. The next step is to use the Blogger wizard to set up your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my top 10 reasons for selecting Blogger as a hosting service:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's easy to set up even with limited web experience.&lt;br /&gt;2. It has a step-by-step wizard.&lt;br /&gt;3. You can modify your blog easily using templates.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are programming savvy you can customize your blog.&lt;br /&gt;5. They have a good online Help Center.&lt;br /&gt;6. They also have a Help Group (Forum) for sharing.&lt;br /&gt;7. They make improvements based on user input.&lt;br /&gt;8. There are many sites with Blogger tips and tricks.&lt;br /&gt;9. There are lots of other "Bloggers" with sites to visit to get ideas.&lt;br /&gt;10. My blog posts get a high priority in Google searches.  This is a huge plus in getting people to come to my site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a one page blog on MySpace, but I use it to encourage people to come to my blog at Blogspot.  If you want to see my site you can go to http://PowellRiverBooks.blogspot.com.  It is a combination of an weblog and how-to site.  The free link that they offer with Picasa for blog photo storage is also a great service.  I have been posting lots of photos for over a year and still have 75% of my free space left. -- Margy"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, I think &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOGGER&lt;/span&gt; is for people out there who just want to have a personal space on the net, where you will have the power to customize your outlet. While &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WORDPRESS, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think offers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;professional bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a much easier way to organize and get things done. But it all depends on what you really need. As for me, Blogger suits my taste than Wordpress. To settle down everything, just try both bloghosting services and be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck! Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. But for me, i will always be a true blue blogger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2354935801975967826?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2354935801975967826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2354935801975967826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2354935801975967826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2354935801975967826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-blogger-to-wordpress-to-blogger.html' title='From Blogger to Wordpress to Blogger Again!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-505679207108024219</id><published>2008-10-13T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:32:34.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classical Music Rocks!</title><content type='html'>This post will serve as a tribute to the most beautiful music in mankind: Classical Music. Thank God there's Bach, Mozart, Beethoven, Liszt, Rachmaninoff! Just Imagine life without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one genre that will be left on this earth, it would definitely be the classical music. I can listen 24 hours on this very soothing and appealing type of music. Maybe, some people of my age will definitely think that I am too old-fashioned or like I'm stuck at the 18th century, but I will tell you man! I rather listen to Classical Music than to those punky, noisy, screaming, emo people singing their lungs out. I can barely understand a word. Though classical music don't necessarily have the requirement to put words on their music, well in fact, I rarely hear classical music with words, the music itself still gives us an image or an illusion on what we are listening without the use of words and I think that's one of the great wonders classical music can bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not all of us is like me. Some still prefer what fits in their personality and I give my deepest respect to them. But I am lover of timeless music. I just don't want, that the beauty of classical music will be just a memory. In fact, there are so few people whom I can have a talk with classical music. Very few! few! and really really rare to find! And I can say that I am proud of those people who enjoys classical music because they value such treasure. I like to mention my bestfriend, Arnie, because she is my partner-in-crime when it comes to music. She really loves different genres, from punk to classical. Carlota! hey, I mention your name in my blog!!! This girl, ah! I can talk to her about classical music like forever and just can't seem to stop it! We really share a great taste in music...haha! Lota, I'm glad that I'm your friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in listening to classicals, then there is this only fm radio in the Philippines which really play all day long classical music and I am really glad that I personally discover it and was able to tune in to that station: 98.7 "The Master's Touch. It's plays music from the masters (Bach, Mozart, etc) and they also teach the words of the Master (God). It's really a good station, they promote growth and change by the use of classical Music and the word's of God. Very refreshing to listen to it every morning. It airs from 6:00am-12:00mn from Monday to Saturday. I really make sure that while I am getting ready for school, I tune in to 98.7! Just try it, it is really um, how can you describe the feeling, um, it's really refreshing and rejuvenating, it's like starting your day with a fresh and new mindset and it really encourages you to be optimistic and rely your new day to God. I must say, it is very uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one of the few reasons that I really dig in to Classicals is that my parents pursue and really forced? haha, me to play piano. If you want to be a professional piano player? no, I think pianist fits more haha! Anyway, if you want to be a professional pianist, you really need to stuck yourself with loads of classical pieces from different composers all over the world. And I personally realize how cunning it is to make a piece, that it needs a witty, imaginative and well, a genius intellectuality to make a timeless music. Mozart is a child prodigy, composing music, making sonatas and concertos at such a young age. Sadly, God took away his life at such a young age. Beethoven, a classical genius, deaf but can still make a beautiful music. What if he is not deaf?...haha. The "Liebestraum" by Franz Liszt, I am dying to play that in the piano, but I just can't really seem to play it nicely! haha. Lack of practice and impatience are my no.1 enemy. But it is a beautiful song, really, really beautiful, my mom says that Liebestraum makes her cry and she would be very glad if I will be able to play that song for her, sadly, I still can't finish it or I won't be able to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you really want to try some classical, here are some of my faves:&lt;br /&gt;1. Liebestraum (Dream of Love)- Franz Liszt&lt;br /&gt;2. La Campanella- Franz Liszt&lt;br /&gt;3. Gymopedie no.1- Erik Satie&lt;br /&gt;4. Piano Sonata # 8 (Pathetique)- Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;5. Fantasy Impromptu- Chopin&lt;br /&gt;6. Minute Waltz- Chopin&lt;br /&gt;7. Marriage of Figaro- Mozart&lt;br /&gt;8. Greensleeves- Mozart&lt;br /&gt;9. Rhapsody in Blue- Gershwin&lt;br /&gt;10. Nocturne in E Flat Major- Chopin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy listening! Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-505679207108024219?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/505679207108024219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=505679207108024219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/505679207108024219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/505679207108024219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/classical-music-rocks.html' title='Classical Music Rocks!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2531896861336771993</id><published>2008-10-10T19:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:20:34.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masci'/><title type='text'>Ooh! How I miss Them so Much</title><content type='html'>I just got home from Masci and from fetching my brother at Pisay. &lt;br /&gt;Grabe, nakakamis talaga ang mga friends ko sa Masci. &lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw them, so much happy memories are reminisced.&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad that I saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in Masci at around uhm...I think past 11...haha!&lt;br /&gt;I saw Dawnavie, Carlota, Artem, Majo and many to mention mascians....&lt;br /&gt;So glad to finally see them!&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE: EXCESSIVE PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9CqtEtxcI/AAAAAAAAATI/F9t9qJ5Va4Y/s1600-h/DSC01652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9CqtEtxcI/AAAAAAAAATI/F9t9qJ5Va4Y/s200/DSC01652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255492591585969602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;That's me and Lotsee! &lt;b&gt;P.S. Lota, I really do apologize that we didn't had that much time to talk! But I am really, truly, honestly and deeply glad that we met today!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9DD8LeO8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Fg5TtTShDIQ/s1600-h/DSC01653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9DD8LeO8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Fg5TtTShDIQ/s200/DSC01653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255493025137572802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lota and Artem &lt;i&gt;(with his anime hair! haha.. si Lota may sabi niyan)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9DXHT7WsI/AAAAAAAAATY/5MoMXAP1980/s1600-h/DSC01649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9DXHT7WsI/AAAAAAAAATY/5MoMXAP1980/s200/DSC01649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255493354543340226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vanity of Miss Dawnavie Dadis&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9GodNET2I/AAAAAAAAATg/XU7xMb6VAeg/s1600-h/DSC01650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9GodNET2I/AAAAAAAAATg/XU7xMb6VAeg/s200/DSC01650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255496951012806498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9GyaLnYMI/AAAAAAAAATo/z5wAVu0gHvQ/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9GyaLnYMI/AAAAAAAAATo/z5wAVu0gHvQ/s200/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255497122000101570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9G5b5XHAI/AAAAAAAAATw/pBsWOxArRC8/s1600-h/DSC01657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9G5b5XHAI/AAAAAAAAATw/pBsWOxArRC8/s200/DSC01657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255497242719493122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HDldXrVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SRr6NJjgtYU/s1600-h/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HDldXrVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SRr6NJjgtYU/s200/DSC01658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255497417085136210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HNC32K7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/iHR82zDDqZc/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HNC32K7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/iHR82zDDqZc/s200/DSC01661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255497579599637426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HU9Q0BHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/50ihbfhKzYo/s1600-h/DSC01663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HU9Q0BHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/50ihbfhKzYo/s200/DSC01663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255497715532694642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HfXn460I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/65j0Tq-uc48/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9HfXn460I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/65j0Tq-uc48/s200/DSC01668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255497894407498562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even buy a souvenir...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9IaeB64ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/61fFSYrlAVY/s1600-h/DSC01674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9IaeB64ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/61fFSYrlAVY/s200/DSC01674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255498909739573650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope na maulit uli yung nangyari kanina. Though di ko nakita lahat, satisfied na ako na nakita ko ang mga special friends na I truly value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2531896861336771993?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2531896861336771993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2531896861336771993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2531896861336771993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2531896861336771993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/ooh-how-i-miss-them-so-much.html' title='Ooh! How I miss Them so Much'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO9CqtEtxcI/AAAAAAAAATI/F9t9qJ5Va4Y/s72-c/DSC01652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-9038096429729230641</id><published>2008-10-09T13:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:52:00.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>The BIG Comeback!!!!</title><content type='html'>Good day world and oh! good day internet. How I miss blogging. How I miss writing my thoughts. And now. I am in a big comeback!!! *Clap hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to get the chance to post stuffs again in this soon-to-rotten blog, but due to my "GC"-ness, well, studying will be my first priority now! Wow! Good to hear that from me and I think I made a good deal about myself. Yes! This semester has been very favorable to me, from high grades to finals exemption! Whew! After stucking my head through the pages of my beloved Biology book, I can now.... breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell so many stories, but I don't know where to start. Maybe I am just so excited in blogging that I don't know what to say...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knowing my exemptions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim(talking to herself): Kim, I will give you the biggest treat!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim(the other Kim, maybe her conscience): Really? How 'bout that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim: U-oh! But there's a big problem!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim(the other Kim): I'm your conscience... I know that...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim: We are out of funds!haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I really want to treat myself for the, I think good job, maybe I will save more..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me, what course am I taking?&lt;br /&gt;Then I answered, I am taking Biology...&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked again, ah... so you want to be a doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Then I answered, Yes! &lt;i&gt;(in my mind: DESPERATELY!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked again, Wow! &lt;i&gt;Hanggang kelan ka kaya mag-aaral?&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.........silence.......&lt;br /&gt;Then I answered, Um...You what? I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My already made up my mind, I cannot imagine myself in any profession besides being a doctor maybe a stripper will do! haha. But seriously, memorizing all those anatomical terms makes me high. I am having fun in doing it. From the occygeo-iliacus to the tendons of Achilles,  memorizing those terms don't seem to be a big burden for me. Well, maybe I am lucky enough that at in an early phase of my life, I was able to realize what I truly want. My mom had this OB-GYNE, Dra. Habana, and man! I tell you, she was my idol, yeah! In fact, I can worship her. Dra. Antonia Habana is a graduate from the UP College of Med, so she's really brainy. Besides UP she also took her master's degree in Yale University and she is currently the chief surgeon I think in PGH and she will be the one will be giving birth to my mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a name... for my sister! We are thinking of "Kirsten" but I need suggestions... It must start with the letter "K", no other letters. Just put in the shoutbox or just comment or email me at kimpotjimenez@yahoo.com. Tnx!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, last night I am watching The Bachelor Rome and Prince Lorenzo Borghese is really a catch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO2lUVqkbqI/AAAAAAAAASo/WNVm7w4XxzU/s1600-h/bachelor_rome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO2lUVqkbqI/AAAAAAAAASo/WNVm7w4XxzU/s200/bachelor_rome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255038109042896546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, too much for today, I am really happy for this first entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for many updates-- Foundation day in Masci and my new baby sister... soon to come! Au Revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. Happy 68th Birthday John Lennon! Imagine if he is still alive...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-9038096429729230641?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/9038096429729230641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=9038096429729230641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/9038096429729230641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/9038096429729230641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-comeback.html' title='The BIG Comeback!!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SO2lUVqkbqI/AAAAAAAAASo/WNVm7w4XxzU/s72-c/bachelor_rome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1089005224986031343</id><published>2008-06-10T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:10:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Reconstruction, Self-Reflection and then I will take a Rest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;"What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from." &lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;T.S. Eliot &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I declared &lt;strong&gt;BLOG HIATUS&lt;/strong&gt;. I will temporarily stop blog updates for awhile, due to many reasons. But I will be back. So, watch out for me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1089005224986031343?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1089005224986031343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1089005224986031343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1089005224986031343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1089005224986031343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/06/self-reconstruction-self-reflection-and.html' title='Self-Reconstruction, Self-Reflection and then I will take a Rest!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8911356599750075792</id><published>2008-06-02T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:37:02.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Completely Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First day of school ng kapatid ko ngayon, so nakakapanibago talaga. Nakaka-praning kaya mag-isa. Hay naku, namimis ko na rin kapatid ko. Though, pa-etching pa ako na sinasabi kong hindi ko siya mamimiss total opposite 'yon kasi masaya pag buo kami. The only advantage dahil wala siya ay aking-akin yung computer, kahit 'wag na akong kumain at mag-cr walang gagalaw ng computer. haha. Pero what's the point, hindi naman ako ganoong kaadik when it comes to computer, kung feel ko lang magcomputer, doon lang ako tututok ng sobra. Hay... di bale ako sooner or later papasok na rin naman ako. Sabi niya nga sa 'kin ang aga daw ng pasukan nila, sabi ko naman napagdaanan ko na 'yan sa Masci, mas malala pa nga eh, buti sa Pisay eh maaga bakasyon, eh sa Masci partida, ang aga ng pasukan pero bakasyon parang feeling mo ikaw na lang pumapasok! haha. Pero ok rin naman experience that will treasure forever talaga pag natapos mo ang hell life sa Masci. Take note, nagrereklamo pa rin pala kapatid ko kasi 4:00 'yung uwian nila. 4? Kung ganyan uwian sa Masci eh di stress-free lahat ng estudyante, eh hindi ganyan eh 6 pm ang uwian namin, tapos nagrereklamo kapatid ko eh walking distance lang ang layo ng dorm niya sa building na pinag-aaralan niya... hmm... pano kaya ako walking distance rin kaya? haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, hanggang dito muna ang update ko. 'Wag kayong magtaka kung nabalitaan niyong nasa mental ward na ako...haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8911356599750075792?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8911356599750075792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8911356599750075792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8911356599750075792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8911356599750075792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/06/completely-alone.html' title='Completely Alone'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5093178902211780025</id><published>2008-05-30T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:58:19.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeb Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just can't get enough with celebrities. Haha, call it an addiction, but talagang may something entertaining about them, kaya they are called entertainers eh. Well, kahit na minsan naiinis sa akin kapatid ko kasi hindi mo makikita yong nanonood ng mga entertainment news, masyadong patriotic 'yon. Well, I can't blame him, 'yon talaga ang character niya. But, anyway, nandito lang ako para ilist down some of my favorite celebrities from sina-unang panahon up to now: 1. First to top the list ay ang style-icon up until now.... Guess who? None other than.... &lt;b&gt;Audrey Hepburn.&lt;/b&gt; I already watched almost all of her movies, at maganda siya sa lahat. First impression ko sa kanya, well, naging hollywood star lang kasi maganda pero, there more to that, I recently read that she is a war survivor at isa siyang ballet dancer, kaya pala napaka-skinny nung bodyframe niya. Tapos naging UNICEF advocate siya for children, so hindi lang siya maganda may good heart pa. Tapos nabasa ko rin na ang kanyang personal stylist ay si Hubert Givenchy (pronounced like Yoober Zibunchi) French name kasi eh...haha. Here are some of her gorgeous pictures:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blumagic.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEAgOAoKCtUAAHsPN4I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.blumagic.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEAgOAoKCtUAAHsPN4I1/vtl_26.jpg?et=4QWXZZjy9%2CexCJD2wpLFwQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;ang kanyang beauty sa Pirates of the Carribean, mas nakita ko ang true beauty niya sa Pride and Prejudice. Hanga ako sa kanya kasi kahit my dyslexia siya, she can still do outstanding performances in acting. Dyslexia pala is a disease, yung meron kang difficulty in reading. Ang galing niya talaga sa Pride and Prejudice kaya naman na-nominate siya for Academy Awards for Best Actress, but napunta kay Reese Witherspoon 'yon for the movie "Walk the Line". Pictures:  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://keiraknightly.celebden.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/keira_knightley-049.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;3. Then, &lt;b&gt;Emmy Rossum&lt;/b&gt;, napanood niyo na ba yung Phantom of the Opera? Ako many times na...haha. Galing niya kasi doon, galing pa kumanta, fast facts na nabasa ko ay allergic siya sa gluten, so hindi siya kumakain ng rice or bread... di ba? Sana allergic din ako sa gluten para no carbs...haha. Meron na nga siyang album ngayon at infernes maganda naman ang reviews dito. Pics:  &lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://msnbcmedia.msn.com/j/msnbc/Sections/Newsweek/Components/Photos/Mag/122004_Issue/041211_rossum_vl.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Natalie Portman&lt;/b&gt;, full-package 'tong si Natalie, maganda na, matalino pa. A Harvard Graduate in Psychology, true role-model. Makikita mo naman sa mga roles na pinoportray niya ang lalim ng kanyang pag-iisip like V for Vendetta which like more on politics, tapos yung latest movie niya na Other Boleyn Girl, ang galing niya doon, outstanding! May bansag nga sa kanyang "Modern Audrey Hepburn". Pics:  &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://fametastic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2006/03/natalie_portman_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;5. Supermodel &lt;b&gt;Tyra Banks&lt;/b&gt;. Haha...Chessy? Pero I think ang ganda niya. Black American Beauty, siguro nagustuhan ko siya America's Next top Model tapos maganda pa yung show niya na Tyra Banks Show.  &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;Bukod sa top 5 ko, eto yung iba pa sa mga gusto ko: ---Lee Da Hae, korean actress&lt;br&gt; ---Caridee English, ANTM winner cycle 6&lt;br&gt;---Ingrid Bergman, actress "Casablanca"&lt;br&gt;---Nicole Kidman&lt;br&gt;---Gwyneth Paltrow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Yan, adik ba? Well, ang saya lang magsearch tungkol sa kanila. Hay naku, ang sumakit nanaman tiyan ko kanina. Anyways, nawala naman buti na lang. Sige until next time ulit. &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5093178902211780025?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5093178902211780025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5093178902211780025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5093178902211780025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5093178902211780025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/celeb-mania_30.html' title='Celeb Mania'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1911969035120048497</id><published>2008-05-28T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:34:22.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Medical Benefits of Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yep, akala niyo blogging is only a means of communicating with friends and loved ones at akala niyo blogging is the only means of stripping off yourself publicly pero nabasa ko, yah-- nagbabasa na ako ng mga articles na blogging has &lt;b&gt;therapeutic benefits&lt;/b&gt;. Sabi yan ng mga experts-- when I say experts yung mga professors at doctors the galing Harvard o kung ano pa man. I got this from &lt;a href="http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=the-healthy-type"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; But besides serving as a stress-coping mechanism, expressive writing produces many physiological benefits. Research shows that it improves memory and sleep, boosts immune cell activity and reduces viral load in AIDS patients, and even speeds healing after surgery. A study in the February issue of the Oncologist reports that cancer patients who engaged in expressive writing just before treatment felt markedly better, mentally and physically, as compared with patients who did not.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, I agree with the &lt;b&gt;stress-coping mechanism &lt;/b&gt;because proven fact 'yon. Kahit na ako minsan galing school tapos ang dami pang schoolworks I still find myself blogging parang pantanggal stress na lang kasi napo-pour out mo yung mga experiences mo through writing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is also said the blogging releasese&lt;b&gt; "dopamine"&lt;/b&gt;. Eto yung hormone na narerelease na nagii-stimulate sa 'tin like for example pag nakikinig tayo sa music, or looking at an art. So, we can classify blogging as an entertainment and a stimulant--- so parang drugs nakaka-high..hehe. Pero seriously blogging is analogous to drugs but not in a harmful way, like drugs it is very addictive, yes for sure, like drugs parang maganda yung feelings mo pag you release all your thoughts, pero like drugs &lt;b&gt;minsan&lt;/b&gt; it harms us kasi there are times na hindi tayo nagiging conscious sa mga sinusulate natin that we forgot that there are people who read our blog leading sa pagkasira ng reputation natin, so kung talagang galit na galit na kayo sa isang tao o sa isang bagay make sure to use &lt;b&gt;metaphors&lt;/b&gt; malay ba nila kung sila 'yon.  &lt;p&gt;May nabasa ako sa April 2, 2008 issue ng Philippine Daily Inquirer na may title:&lt;b&gt;"Yes, blogs can ruin your life"&lt;/b&gt;tapos may tag line pa na-- &lt;b&gt;You could suffer blog backfire. What you post online could be used against you.&lt;/b&gt; One story na nakasulat doon may isang girl na tumawag sa office niya saying that she is sick so hindi siya makakapasok pero the truth is she was planning to start the weekend by going to the beach with friends. Tapos nag-post siya ng mga pictures sa blog, then may ka-officemate siyang nakita yung link tapos nireport niya sa boss nila, so 'yun buti na lang hindi siya nasisante. Wala lang, marami na kasing nagboblog as in super dami na, hindi na nga uso sa 'tin yung "diary" eh, well, siguro yung iba, pero I can see no harm in blogging unless you cross the limit and offend many people, that's the time the blogging do cause harm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, at least we feel good whenever we blog due to its medicinal benefits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1911969035120048497?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1911969035120048497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1911969035120048497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1911969035120048497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1911969035120048497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/medical-benefits-of-blogging.html' title='The Medical Benefits of Blogging'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8243326974970917657</id><published>2008-05-26T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:12:13.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Naku, mag-isa nanaman ako sa bahay ngayon. Sumama ang kapatid ko sa tatay ko sa office kasi bukas enrollment niya sa Pisay eh half-day lang enrollment tapos tatay ko panghapon meaning bukas pa siya uuwi so, sinama na niya si kokoy para doon na lang daw matulog sa office. At the first place medyo malungkot kasi wala akong kasama dito sa bahay pero ok naman kasi aking-aking yung computer pero sadly hindi ko naman nasulit kasi nakatulog ako. Well, tumawag si mader sa akin sabi niya dumaan daw si Ate Lydia dito sa bahay tapos may napansin siyan umaali-aligid na lalaki, so akala ko naman tropa lang ng kapatid ko yon, then tumawag ulit mader ko sabi ni Ate Lydia maputi daw tapos may itsura, ewan, hindi ko sure kung my itsura o "medyo" may itsura, hay sana gising ako para kahit hindi ko siya ma-eentertain at least di ba?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pero medyo nakakatakot rin, mag-isa lang ako dito sa bahay so kung anu-anong kabalbalan ang naiisip ko, tapos may issue pang ganon, nakakatakot haha. Pero sanay na rin ako minsan kasi kami lang dalawa ni mommy sa bahay lalo pag si daddy nasa office tapos kapatid ko nasa dorm, tapos ako nandito pa sa sala kung minalas-malas aabutin ako ng mga 2 am. Ok nanaman, nasanay na rin ako. haha, Parang horror 'tong entry ko ha? haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hayy... bakit ganon? Nung malapit na yung bakasyon ang dami kong gustong gawin, ngayong mag-isa na ako ni wala akong matandaan sa mga gusto kong gawin, nagawa ko na ba lahat? Natulog na ako ng matagal... Nakapagbasa na ako ng I think apat na libro... Nagkita na kami ng bestfriend ko... Nakapanood na ako ng movies at koreanovela... Nakalinis na ako ng bahay at kwarto ko especially at hindi lang once... Nakapag-piano na ako... hay.... meron pa ba? Alam ko meron pa eh pero parang wala na... hay... eto ba ang dulot ng walang kasama? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Di bale, bukas naman ok na, may kasama na ulit ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8243326974970917657?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8243326974970917657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8243326974970917657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8243326974970917657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8243326974970917657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6014391566686070745</id><published>2008-05-25T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:26:16.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dysmenorrhea</title><content type='html'>So I started this day as usual-- early. Sunday, araw na rest day sa karamihan pero sa akin hindi. I always go to church, para sa praktis sa choir and organ sa kabataan, pero I am getting used to it by now. Tapos naging organista pa ako sa katandaan so double the work for me... haha. Ang hirap pa naman mag-aral ng nota sa katandaan kailangan double the effort talaga, pero overwhelming naman masarap sa feeling kahit mali-mali tugtog ko..haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, nagkaroon kami ng mini family dinner kanina, punta kami sm. Muntik na ngang nasira araw ko eh, kasi naman kapatid ko naka-order na kami gusto niya pang lumipat ng resto, eh ayoko ng ganon. Yun, pero nagkabati naman kami kasi masarap naman yung mga pagkain. Tapos kaya pala ako medyo masungit ngayo eh, you know, the girl thing, tapos sinabayan pa ng dysmenorrhea. Grabe, ngunit ko lang ulit na feel itong pain na ito, tinulog ko na nga lang eh pero still medyo masakit pa rin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hay, feeling bitter pa rin ako for UP. Ayoko nang masyadong ipahalata ito sa aking mga parents kasi lalo lang nila maalala yon. Ewan ko ba, I shouldn't be thinking this anymore kasi may school na ako and I should focus on this. Hindi ko na ma-aafford na madisappoint parents ko ulit sa akin. Hayyy.... Nakakaiyak. Pero I am still hoping that one day... Alam ko namang may nakalaan pa sa akin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, kadramahan ko nanaman. Basta masaya ako dahil buo ang pamilya ko at nandyang ang mga friends ko. Haha &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6014391566686070745?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6014391566686070745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6014391566686070745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6014391566686070745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6014391566686070745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/dysmenorrhea_25.html' title='Dysmenorrhea'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5229611255387930515</id><published>2008-05-15T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:02:27.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taga-Masci ka ba? Sagutan mo to</title><content type='html'>I got this survey from Julie on her multiply. Thanks. First time kong isusurvey ang sarili ko. Wish that I could honestly answer the questions. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;taga masci ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;student/alumni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Well...I am a proud graduate of Masci... kaya alumni na ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;student number?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uumm... di uso sa Masci yan...We're a community there, kaya medyo magkakakilala kami...medyo lang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;do you really like it here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dapat ang tanong "do you really like it THERE". Well, I can say na I like it there becoz I gained so many experience saka friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;is this your first choice of campus?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Well, actually...yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;why or why not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Honestly, ang tatay ko ang originally mas gusto for me to enter Masci... so ako isang masunuring bata, I said yes and took up the entrance exam and pass...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;colleges/universities?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*De La Salle University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dumadalaw ka pa ba sa masci or dadalaw ka pa ba khit grad ka na?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I will surely visit Masci, siguro pag may mga important events like Foundation. Marami akong dapat ireminesce sa Masci... at may dapat pa akong balikan!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The best things about masci?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uum... Doon ko natutunan lahat ng kalokohan...haha...yung P6, chem at iba't ibang subjects and teachers na walang inisip kundi pahirapan kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what do you miss or youre going to miss?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Actually...lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fave place mo dito? bakit yun?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wala akong favorite place sa Masci....haha... Siguro yung UCB saka Comp.Sci building na lang... kasi sa UCB kami palaging nagstay pag walang teacher and sa Comp.Sci room...well, malamig..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fave day mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Friday? Gala sa Rob? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;least fave day? why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Monday to Thursday.... Palagi akong nagmamadali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fave building?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bordner...maraming moomoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;least fave building? why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Main? Ewan ko basta ayoko don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;memorize mo ba yung masci hymn?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Of Course gusto mo yung alto part pa eh..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;paborito mong teacher/s?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1st year--- umm...Ma'am Alejandro? haha.. seriously. 2nd year---Mrs. Jarabese. 3rd year-- MRs. vidal? haha... 4th year--- Dami eh, Mr. Bautista, Mrs. D, Mrs. Diaz, MRs. Correa and syempre Ma'am Faylogna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bakit siya/sila?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kasi bukod sa pinahirapan nila ako. Well, marami akong natutunan sa kanila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pinaka-ayaw mong prof?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Secret... public 'tong blog ko baka huntingin ako non...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bakit siya?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kasi....pag sinabi ko.... basta secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;things youve learned here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Learned.... How to cram and make a on-the-spot project. Yeba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;naglalakad ka ba lagi papuntang school?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kaw kaya try mo maglakad from Cavite to Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;madalas ka ba sa lib pag vacant mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uum...GC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;anong masasabi mo sa madalas na pag-ra rally dito?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sa tingin ko ay isang masayang paraan yon para macancel ang pasok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;if you werent in masci, nasaan ka?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nasa Cavite Science High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sa tingin mo malaki ang naitulong/maitutulong ng MASCI sayo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SOBRANG LAKI!!!! as in MAAALLLAAKKII!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5229611255387930515?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5229611255387930515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5229611255387930515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5229611255387930515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5229611255387930515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/taga-masci-ka-ba-sagutan-mo-to.html' title='Taga-Masci ka ba? Sagutan mo to'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-77336183477582926</id><published>2008-05-14T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T11:12:51.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy Pride</title><content type='html'>I just have the chance to watch Charice Pempengco on Oprah at You Tube and I will tell you, man! she's so good. Saan niya kaya hinuhugot yung super powerful force ng boses niya? Hm.... Wondering. Standing Ovation pa yung performance niya. Ang galing niya talaga. Filipinos are really well-known sa galing kumanta, lahat tayo kumakanta. Walang pinipiling lugar o pagkakataon ang ating pagkanta, mapa-banyo kakanta tayo. Kaya namam, it's really the time to recognize Filipinos for their talents in the field of singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Charice in Oprah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeGUYY2TnCI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeGUYY2TnCI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-77336183477582926?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/77336183477582926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=77336183477582926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/77336183477582926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/77336183477582926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/pinoy-pride.html' title='Pinoy Pride'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1703996310343422970</id><published>2008-05-13T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:46:15.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Music: Awakening- Switchfoot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was struck by the most devastating news so far. Earthquake in China which Death Tolls rises from 10,000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10,000! That's a lot of people. The 7.9 magnitude toppled building and concrete walls on the street of central China. News reported that 1,000 teachers and students were buried and worst of all feared dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only China is suffering from destruction. Myanmar is in the state of calamity also.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary. Sobrang nakakatakot na ang panahon. Well, I think it serves as a wake up call for all of us, including me, in the US word. Hearing steaming hot political and economical news, who will just picture the world as getting worse as possible. I mean, dito pa lang sa Pinas you will already see a sneak preview on what's happening di ba? Meralco and Napocor, fighting who's in fault of the seemingly high electric payments when in fact both of them should stop blaming each other and help EACH OTHER for solving this problem. Oil Price Hike, which in turn makes jeepney drivers declare transport strikes. Pagtaas ng bilihin, the Rice Controversy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of us suffers, no-- not all, while the burgeoise and the lower class of Filipinos are suffering, high society and those "some" political scoundrels are enjoying eating dozens of rice and touring around the world, with a pocket money which they stole mula sa kaban ng bansa. Well, though this post is not mainly about revealing political upheavals, well, it's part of this wake up call thing no...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay...Isang malalim na buntong hininga na lang ang maibubuga ko. I am still in the process of "reconstructing myself", kaya hindi ko muna iisipin ang mga problemang nangyayari sa mundo. Start from myself muna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1703996310343422970?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1703996310343422970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1703996310343422970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1703996310343422970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1703996310343422970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake Up Call'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4611966349387686591</id><published>2008-05-08T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:31:04.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight and Let's just keep it simple</title><content type='html'>All the Twilight fanatics out there, including me of course, here is the much anticipated Twilight the Movie Trailer.... haha, I can't wait for the movie. I promise, I will be first in the row!!! I hope the movie is not disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYhTn0U2jYU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy New Moon and Eclipse, I already read Twilight way back as far as I can remember and I don't have the "datung" to buy the other sequels. Siguro kung may malapit lang na Powerbooks naku kulang na lang I pack pillows and a blanket and I will sleep there and hit New Moon and Eclipse in just one sitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I decided that I will keep my blogskin as simple as possible. I am just getting tired browsing through tons of blogskins and I just can't seem to find the right one for me. Though I want to learn CSS, parang hindi ko rin feel...haha. Saka pag ako gumawa, baka ano pa ang kalabasa--messy. So, let's just keep it simple as possible. I choose green, kasi Lasalista na ako so, green to the max na!!!! Au Revoir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4611966349387686591?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4611966349387686591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4611966349387686591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4611966349387686591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4611966349387686591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/twilight-and-lets-just-keep-it-simple.html' title='Twilight and Let&apos;s just keep it simple'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8592073781516186648</id><published>2008-05-08T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T08:37:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm not calling for a second chance, &lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming at the top of my voice, &lt;br /&gt;Give me reason, but don't give me choice, &lt;br /&gt;Cos I'll just make the same mistake again...---&lt;b&gt;Same Mistake, James Blunt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt guilty for doing the same mistake all over again? Broken promises to others and especially to yourself, telling that you will not commit the same mistake anymore? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disappoint people and most of all I disappoint myself. Hmm....When will I ever learn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8592073781516186648?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8592073781516186648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8592073781516186648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8592073781516186648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8592073781516186648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/same-mistake.html' title='Same Mistake'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4300748572069746349</id><published>2008-05-06T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:58:51.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Pag-indak ng aking mga Daliri</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently Reading: Simple Genius by David Baldacci&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mahigit-kumulang 12 taon ng pag-indak ng aking mga kamay, masasabi kong hindi pa ako lubos na nasisiyahan. Maraming-marami pa ako as in marami pa akong nais matugtog. Minsan nga ay naiingit ako sa mga batang ika nga- "gifted" kasi parang sobrang dali lang sa kanila na basahin ang mga nota at iexecute ito sa mga tiklado ng piano. Ika nga sabi ni Mr. National Geographic, "playing piano is not an easy thing to do." At tama si Mr. NatGeo doon, mahirap bigyan ng buhay ang bawat nota na iyong tutugtugin. Sige, simulan muna natin sa pagbasa ng mga nota. Mahirap ang trabahong ito, pero sa akin hindi ko ito itinuturing na isang trabaho dahil ito'y gusto ko. Sa pagbasa ng Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do maraming pwedeng kaeek-ekan ang mangyari dian pwedeng maging sharp at pwede ring maging flat, pwede ring maging double flat or double sharp, pwede rin syang maging natural. After you learn reading notes, eto na ang beat or yung tempo mo kung pano mo tutugtugin ang mga nota. Then, natututugtog mo na, ano pa ang kulang? Walang kabuluhan lahat ng mga ginawa mo kung hindi mo ito lalagyan ng feelings. Feelings ang nagpapaganda ng isang tugtugin. Hindi ito pinaghirapang i-compose ng isang composer kung i-eexecute lang ito ng walang puso't damdamin. Kaya naman talagang constant practice, focus at lost of patience ang kailangan sa pagpapraktis ng piano. Well, minsan siguro dahil hindi ko rin maachieve ang gusto ko dahil I have no patience. I want to do things in a snap. Well, narealize kong mali yon and I will really try to change that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIEBESTRAUM by Franz Liszt. Well, eto sa ngayon ang inaabot kong matugtog. Grabe, pag ito talaga natugtog kong BUO!!!! naku, ewan ko nalang ang magagawa ko. Sana naging isang gifted child or kahit child prodigy na lang ako. Yun tipong tumutugtog sa CCP or mas ambosyosa sa Carnegie??? (eto ata spelling non) sa London. O di ba? Ibang klase ako mangarap...haha. WEll, it's far from being true. Feeling ko hindi ko naman magagawa yon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero at least, I am so greatful that God give me these hands, because these hands give me a chance to serve Him more. I got to use my talent to sing praise to Him, kaya naman sobrang grateful ako. Hay... Ok na yung hindi ako makatugtog sa CCP or maging world-renowed pianist, at least di ba? I am playing for the the Almighty! Saan pa kayo? Talo ko si Cecil Licad, Maksim, Marc Yu at Lang Lang sa pagtugtog ng piano! haha..... Well, enough of this pag-iinarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share ko lang mga thoughts sa mind ko. Next time ulit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4300748572069746349?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4300748572069746349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4300748572069746349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4300748572069746349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4300748572069746349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/sa-pag-indak-ng-aking-mga-daliri.html' title='Sa Pag-indak ng aking mga Daliri'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8906142506363580842</id><published>2008-05-02T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:22:12.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with me now...♥</title><content type='html'>Ang gwapo ng boses ni David Cook. I am so in love with his "Always be my Baby"... it leaves me still wanting more. Well, I can't say na boring ako this summer. Actually, I always liked being at home, waking up everytime I want except pag may pagtupad, and eating alot, watching T.V., surfing the net and playing piano everytime I want. I own my time. I own everything. My sarili akong mundo dito sa bahay namin. I also have time to reflect and reminisce things. At least nakakausap ko ang sarili ko at sinasariwa ko ang mga nangyari at possible happenings pa sa buhay ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang, I'm scared. I'm scared because the future seems to be very unknown. Maraning opportunities na dumadating pero natatakot akong i-accept yon dahil baka hindi ko magawa ng maayos. Ewan ko, hindi pa malinaw ang mga bagay-bagay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to reconstruct myself first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang...hehe.. just for the sake of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8906142506363580842?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8906142506363580842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8906142506363580842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8906142506363580842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8906142506363580842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-up-with-me-now.html' title='What&apos;s up with me now...♥'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5187248104742084281</id><published>2008-04-23T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:58:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyness for Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cottleston, Cottleston,Cottleston Pie,&lt;br /&gt;A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me a riddle and I reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cottleston, Cottleston,Cottleston Pie,&lt;br /&gt;A fish can't whistle and neither can I,&lt;br /&gt;Ask me a riddle and I reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cottleston, Cottleston,Cottleston Pie,&lt;br /&gt;Why does a chicken, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me a riddle and I reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SAQRZ2kThUI/AAAAAAAAALE/dZ5x1aS85Ms/s1600-h/tao+of+pooh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189291806479844674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SAQRZ2kThUI/AAAAAAAAALE/dZ5x1aS85Ms/s200/tao+of+pooh.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many people view "Pooh" as this cuddly, cute bear. Walking around the forest with it's jar of honey, greeting everyone a warm "hello" with a big smile on its face. What we never now, and never imagine is that Pooh is a WISE and an INTELLIGENT bear that keep things as simple as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I enjoy reading "Tao of Pooh" by Benjamin Hoff. Actually, the book belonged to my brother, its one of the requirement from their school. Due to my unseemingly unending curiosity, I grabbed it from my brother, though he strongly recommends it to me because aside from Pooh, I am curious about the title "Tao of Pooh", &lt;i&gt;sa totoo lang though sasabihin niyo ang malaking katangahan ko, akala ko Tao as in tao...man....sa tagalog...haha, yun pala yun yung Taoism&lt;/i&gt;. But right now, I still wasn't able to finish it yet due to uncontrollable laziness...haha...Actually this is the second time that I will read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnie tagged me, I am once again attacking my uncontrollable laziness so, stay tune for the pictures. I will upload it.....soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I went to my bestfriend's house, it's quite an unexpected event because I only decided to go to her's after i woke up that morning and I realize that there is nothing to do at home. Total foodtrip!!! and Total Movie Marathon!! I think I gained a pound...haha... But the most important thing is that I was able to see bestfriend again. Looking forward for you to visit at my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, I am a certified Lasallian now. I am enrolled, and I was quite disapointed on my schedule... What a stupid schedule! I thought na makakatupad ako every thursday but it seems that my expection is once again out of line. Loaded ako! I will start 7:30 to 5:30..This is crap! Why in everyday in my life, the most hectic and hagardous day should be thursday!!!??? Why can't it be...tuesday? or wed? or fri? *sighs*...Hoping that my schedule will be changed...After 10 years enrollment, we headed to MediScan in Manila to accompany my mother for her check-up to the ob-gyne. My gawd! It seems that we waited there for century before the doctor comes. So my mom said that we should tour manila first with my dad. We buy some dvds!!! Yehey! My fave... I got the chance to buy "Funny Face" which stares Audrey Hepburn and Fred Astaire. Many people don't know, well the truth is, my brother, mother and father and oh! Carlota are the ones who only knew that I am into classic movies. The rest---- they have no idea! haha. I like watching Audrey's classics! She is so much fun to watch. My dad started it all, so now i am acquiring it. We also headed to Divisoria to buy clothes...and wind chimes. hehe. It's a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, I accompany Resby at Lasalle for her admission. I think she is taking up PT because Nursing is now closed. Then we went to her highschool to request for her good moral, then to SM to eat. Haha...I am pigging out to the max. But---there's the but, I sweat off those fatty substances that had long once linger in my body. My cousin,Maica and I went to Badminton. It's a bit expensive but it sure is fun. My whole body is aching, looks like it works!!!! haha...and I'm hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was earth day before I forgot so although it's too late I am greeting everyone: BELATED HAPPY EARTH DAY!!!! Learn to take care for our environment. Please watch "The Inconvenient Truth"...It's a good documentary. Au Revoir!!! ♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5187248104742084281?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5187248104742084281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5187248104742084281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5187248104742084281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5187248104742084281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/04/happyness-for-sale.html' title='Happyness for Sale!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/SAQRZ2kThUI/AAAAAAAAALE/dZ5x1aS85Ms/s72-c/tao+of+pooh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-4273211137935107771</id><published>2008-04-09T09:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:03:47.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>No Glass Ceiling Just Blue Sky</title><content type='html'>Marcy Blochowiak has enjoyed remarkable success at a very young age. She has built a team of thousands by using a secret weapon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are her few secrets to success...ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BELIEVE AND ACHIEVE...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that stands between a person and what they want in life is the WILL to try it and the FAITH to believe it is POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DO MORE THAN IS EXPECTED...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BUILD RELATIONSHIPS...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are the glue that holds everthing together. The quality of the relationship will determine the stability of your team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;RESPECT ALL PEOPLE...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true measure of a person is how they treat someone who can do them absolutely no good--- Ann Landers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;KEEP YOUR GOALS IN SIGHT...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream BIG dreams, but realize... short term, realistic goals are the keys to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;KNOW THE POWER OF ENCOURAGEMENT...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain and Sun are to the flower as praise and encouragement are to the human spirit.&lt;br /&gt;---Mario Fernandez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICES...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now...today, you are one choice away from a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;REMOVE THE CHAINS THE BIND YOU...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, no one can make you feel inferior without your consent--- Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;KNOW THE POWER OF KINDNESS...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts of kindness are simply the result of living the Golden Rule ...which should be rule no.1 on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;COMMIT TO EXCELLENCE...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret of joy in work is contained in one word- EXCELLENCE. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;KEEP THE FAITH...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH is the ability to believe even though you cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FIND BALANCE...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the big rock (top priorities) first!-- Stephen Covey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAKE ACTION...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action is the gas in the tank. Without it the car will not run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LEAD YOURSELF...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader of one, leader of many; if you can't lead one, you can't lead any-- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LEARN TO SERVE...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most beautiful compensations in life is that no person can help another without helping themselves.-- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When you were born, you were crying, and everyone else was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone else is crying.&lt;br /&gt;---Ralph Waldo Emerson.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAKE A DIFFERENCE WITH YOUR LIFE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from &lt;a href="http://www.simpletruths.com/"&gt;Simple Truths&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-4273211137935107771?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/4273211137935107771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=4273211137935107771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4273211137935107771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/4273211137935107771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-glass-ceiling-just-blue-sky.html' title='No Glass Ceiling Just Blue Sky'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-597633319128687923</id><published>2008-04-07T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:45:36.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Goodbye to my Alma Mater!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had the chance to post for awhile because I just want to rest from posting. It seems to me that it has been a very obliging work to do, but now I must post for the sake of everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last March 24 was our dearest graduation day. The flow of the ceremony was a bit ok, except for those standing mistakes which makes every one laugh. I thought that I will not be able to cry but I was definitely wrong, I am crying out my lungs....haha... after singing "Thank You", we hug each other as though we will never see again the day after that ocassion. It's such a touching moment. Pictures will be posted anytime....soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is pregnant!!! And I wil have a baby brother/sister....again! To tell everyone honestly, I was quite surprised, to the extent that when my mother tells me this news, I acted so foolish! I think, it's natural for me because I never in my life expected that may mother would still bear a child. &lt;i&gt;Nag-iisip na nga ako ng pangalan for the baby eh&lt;/i&gt;. For a baby girl, I would like Katherine? Kate? Kassandra? Kelly?, for a baby boy, Kurt? Ken?... as long as it starts with "K". &lt;i&gt;Sabi ko nga eh magtatayo kami ng bandilang "KKK"...haha...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am turning a new chapter in my life again. High School seems to fly so fast. So many challenges and troubles I might say, I've faced and I am proud that I overcome them all. I never thought that I will survive Masci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANILA SCIENCE HIGH SCHOOL....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ever science high school in the philippines.... (tagalog mode)&lt;br /&gt;Nung nag-entrance exam ako dito, well I can't say the fully prepared ako, my dad even hired a personal tutor for me which is also a graduate from Masci. So Kuya Rommel, thanks po ulit. During tutor hours, hate na hate ko pag Math na yung topic. Gawd! Minsan gusto kong umiyak! But the almost 3 months tutoring paid of when I pass Masci. Actually, i am almost enrolled at Cavite Science High School at that time when I passed Masci. Ang tagal kasing ilabas yung result, so it's either sa Cavite Science ako or hindi na ako mag-aaral. So my parents enrolled me at CavSci just in case. Fortunately, I passed Masci and I was withdraw from CavSci....haha...My dad even told the admin at CavSci that I have asthma and I can't travel that far...bwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung oras pala na yun na nalaman ko na isa na akong Mascian, yun na pala ang oras ng 4 na taon kong pagdudusa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the enrollment, to the medical, to the interview. It's a blast. Nakakapagod. I remember si Mam Parcon pa yung nag-interview sa kin. She asked me, "You're from Cavite, is it ok for you to travel everyday from Cavite to Manila for the sake of studying in Masci?" haha... at eto pa "There are no dangling earrings allowed in the school premises" and I said, "Ah...ok ma'am...sorry..". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of School.......&lt;br /&gt;Hatid-sundo pa ako non. First day of school, sobrang nervous ako. Why? First of all feeling ko, lahat ng mga kaklase ko ay out of this world.....pero later....sasabihin ko na kabaligtaran yon....&lt;br /&gt;Wala pa akong kakilala, grabe when I enter Masci from it's very first day, I am a stranger on those sea people.... Then, I met Jean. Nagulat ako nung una kasi medyo namumukhaan ko siya, she's from CRMI and left just before grade school, ewan ko nga ba ba't ko siya namukhaan... Then I asked her, "Ikaw ba si Jean?", nagulat siya kasi hindi naman niya ako kilala. Then she said "yes" and the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;What's cool about it is magkasection pa kami I-Padolina!!!! Yehey! Kala ko talaga wala akong magiging friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to acknowledge thoe special friends who have touched my life.... &lt;br /&gt;1. Jean Marie Macatanong- siya ang unang naging kaibigan ko sa Masci, salamat sa pagsasabay minsan pauwi...haha&lt;br /&gt;2. Diane Frenilla- baliw tong babeng to, wala akong masabi.&lt;br /&gt;3. Joannalyn Jimenez de Jesus- Wow! Fullname!, kamag-anak ko...haha! Joke lang... Zuuu!!! Mamimis kita super, thanks for the friendship. Kita tayo minsan.&lt;br /&gt;4. Aimee Zharina Reyes- Isa sa mga closest friend ko, super close kami nito from first year to 2nd year....haha...Partner in crime ko.... Love You Aimee!&lt;br /&gt;5. Mary Joy Verano- Naku....kabaliwan ang natutunan ko sa babaeng to. I will miss you...!!!! Aral Mabuti!&lt;br /&gt;6. Dawnavie Dadis- si Dawn, katabi ko siya sa Thales noon, kala ko suplada, hindi pala....naging super close kami ni noong 3rd year at hanggang 4th year.... Lam nito lahat, I just want to thank you for the advices....Ingat!&lt;br /&gt;7. Meryl Deloso- si Meh! ay payatot! Salamat din at kumain ka ng marami, galing din nito magsayaw!&lt;br /&gt;8. Julie Nealega- Hay naku....isa rin sa mga taong baliw..hehe....Ingat&lt;br /&gt;9. Jeffrey Gonzales- Malandi...&lt;br /&gt;10. Elaine Carmelle Dacanay- Mamimis ko rin to!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pagkasama ko si Elaine hindi maayos ang takbo ng buhay ko!!! hehe.... Researchmate ko to! Musta na research natin...haha!&lt;br /&gt;11.Danna Fe Patag- si Fe ay isang babaeng mahilig kay Tweety Bird. Ngayong 4th year lang kami naging close... And I am glad to have a friend like her.&lt;br /&gt;....marami pa akong gustong i-acknowledge....&lt;br /&gt;12. Vincent Jamir- Bus mate! haha&lt;br /&gt;13. Noriel Reyes- SSG president na isa ko ring Bus Mate&lt;br /&gt;14. Inah Margaja- maganda, hehe...Matalino kong Bus Mate&lt;br /&gt;...Actually, marami akong bus mate....&lt;br /&gt;...just want to say thanks sa mga classmate ko nung Padolina, Thales, Darwin and Roentgen....&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong naging friendsssssssss.....A won a BIG CIRCLE OF FRIENDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Masci will truly be a hard task. Sobrang dami kong natutunan sa Masci. Hindi lamang tungkol sa pag-aaral kundi tungkol na rin sa buhay. Masci, opened my eyes. Ipinakita ng Masci sa akin ang realidad ng buhay. Na hindi mo makakamit lahat ng bagay na nanaisin mo...gaano mo man ito kagusto, na may mga kaibigan kang palagi mong malalapitan, na may mga tao kang makikila na talagang kaiinisan mo ngunit sa huli'y kagigiliwan mo, na may mga oras na kailangan mo na talaga mangopya dahil babagsak ka na, na may sandali sa iyong buhay na kailangan mong mag-isip ngunit parang hindi gumagana ang isipan mo. Natutunan ko rin dito kung paano mag-"cram", na siya namang ibinuhay ko na...haha. Nalaman ko rin kung paano maging "green"...yes, achievement! Sa masci natuto rin ako gumastos ng malaki! Natuto akong mag-mall, na nakakaubos ng pera, at natuto rin akong magcommute!!! Isa ito sa mga bagay na hindi ko malilimutan, dahil sa pagcocomute, lumagpas ako ng bahay, nanakawan ako at siyempre nakakatabi ko minsan ang mga gwapong kapwa commuters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masci....&lt;br /&gt;Masci...&lt;br /&gt;Masci...&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa mga gurong walang tinag na nagtuturo sa mga estudyanteng hindi gustong matuto. Pasensya na po kung minsan ay natutulugan ko ang klase niyo...lalo na ang MATH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat Mang Danny sa kabaitan niyo....&lt;br /&gt;Salamat ate Cr!&lt;br /&gt;Salamat mga Kaibigan... Colds at GGG!&lt;br /&gt;Salamat MANILA SCIENCE HIGH SCHOOL....&lt;br /&gt;Tunay na hindi kita malilimutan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ROENTGEN outing bukas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-597633319128687923?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/597633319128687923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=597633319128687923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/597633319128687923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/597633319128687923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-to-my-alma-mater-i-havent-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2897073592636298494</id><published>2008-03-06T09:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:08:34.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Best Piano Player Ever!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; Warning: This piano player has no match with Maksim, Liszt or other musical pianist...Don't be shock and be sure to not laugh....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vd0UAdpBNUg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vd0UAdpBNUg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/9546949-2897073592636298494?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2897073592636298494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2897073592636298494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2897073592636298494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2897073592636298494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-piano-player-ever-warning-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-557829883367254325</id><published>2008-03-03T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:59:47.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academics'/><title type='text'>Life Offers Us Many Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Secret Wonder of Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the official day of the start of our graduation practice and believe me it is surely a tiring and an exhausting practice. We started from 12:00 pm after the test and we finished at around 4:30 pm, the worse thing is that we have to study all these songs in 4 VOICES!!!! What is this the MANILA SCIENCE HIGH SCHOOL CHORALE! As in all the students are in the chorale! that's funny I think. Although, I have no idea how many songs we are going to sing, I think studying them with 4 voices will definitely kill us. &lt;i&gt;Baka lahat kami may sakit sa graduation&lt;/i&gt;. We practice the 4voices of "Lupang Hinirang" this afternoon and let me tell you honestly, Alto...hm....doesn't quite get the right tune of the voice. haha... Being an alto really needs a lot of concentration and constant practice. So cross fingers for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nakapagpadagdag pa sa kapaguran ngayong araw na ito ay ang pagpapraktis ng sayaw.&lt;/i&gt; We are practicing a social dance for our requirements in MAPEH and I am gonna dance in 2 groups! Cha cha cha and swing! What a multi-tasker am i! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, GgG had some reunion at Mcdo today and it's quite good because at least i felt that we are still intact as a group and friends. We discussed some problems and I will pray that everything will gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes life has its way in teaching us lessons and realizing things that will make great importance in our lives, though at first life seems to be unfair and we seem to get hurt by all the things that are happening, I think it's the ONLY way that life help to be a BETTER person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So live life at its fullest now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-557829883367254325?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/557829883367254325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=557829883367254325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/557829883367254325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/557829883367254325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-offers-us-many-things.html' title='Life Offers Us Many Things'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-661135479777343177</id><published>2008-02-29T23:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:53:28.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Struggle Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Struggle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I am not young enough to know everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;---Oscar Wilde&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I could see gradually why things are happening the way they are. I can see but not so clear that everything that happens to me, there is a "divine reason" for it. Struggling is such a task for me these days. I tried to struggle and I am still struggling very hard. I am now at the point where God will soon judge me as a person and as a servant to Him and me want to be right, just and deserving in receiving His blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still struggling to find the right &lt;b&gt;ANSWERS&lt;/b&gt; to my unseeingly endless &lt;b&gt;QUESTIONS&lt;/b&gt;. I am still struggling to find the truth and the wonder behind these trials. I now I will find it soon and I know that the moment I found it, everything will change and &lt;b&gt;REGRETS&lt;/b&gt; will turn to &lt;b&gt;SATISFACTION&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;SADNESS&lt;/b&gt; will be replaced by &lt;b&gt;GLADNESS&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;DOUBTS&lt;/b&gt; will be forever be replaced by &lt;b&gt;HOPE, FAITH and LOVE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must change everything. Change is a BIG step to learn new things and to improve everything that surrounds you. Change can HURT people, it also can LOVE people. Change is CONSTANT and no matter how things go, it always CHANGES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now living in a world that is full of &lt;b&gt;FILTHINESS&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;RUDENESS&lt;/b&gt;. Where&lt;b&gt; SELFISHNESS&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;PRIDE&lt;/b&gt; reigns, and where &lt;b&gt;PREJUDICE&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;DISCRIMINATION, GREED FOR HONOR AND MONEY&lt;/b&gt; resides. Where &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; seems to be a stranger and &lt;b&gt;FEAR&lt;/b&gt; seems to be a disease that is so &lt;b&gt;INFECTIOUS. COLDNESS&lt;/b&gt; of the heart is everywhere and &lt;b&gt;INCONSIDERATE&lt;/b&gt; acts are in all of us. It’s hard to live in this kind of place. It draws and attracts everything that is in you. It influences your acts,your attitude and your &lt;b&gt;RELATIONSHIP&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;GOD&lt;/b&gt;. It is so &lt;b&gt;DEADLY&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;FATAL&lt;/b&gt; that you don't want to imagine what will it may bring to your life. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8gniUf3d5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/9c7_NSZfOcM/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 5px 5px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8gniUf3d5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/9c7_NSZfOcM/s320/untitled4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172427642606417810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KILLINGS are everywhere. TERRORISM haunts our countries.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8gsG0f3d9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/AdjaRdKpEPA/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8gsG0f3d9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/AdjaRdKpEPA/s200/untitled3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172432667718154194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POVERTY still cannot be eradicate. STARVATION, especially in AFRICA. MALNUTRITION of many children.  CORRUPTION is now a legal act. It's really tiring and frustrating how the world turned out.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8i54kf3d-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Zc-xAuBMEbo/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8i54kf3d-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Zc-xAuBMEbo/s200/untitled5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172588553556162530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment also gradually DETORIATES, ENDANGERED species increased, KILLINGS of POOR marine ANIMALS and most of all the controversial GLOBAL WARMING, that we can really feel it's effects, in the weather and in the food that we eat.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8i6MUf3d_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/q-Gql4xnoXE/s1600-h/561365483_ad4bcdeb18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8i6MUf3d_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/q-Gql4xnoXE/s200/561365483_ad4bcdeb18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172588892858578930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can all be change, if we will start within ourselves. Many people commit sins, think bad things because we THOUGHT that everythings seems to be out of order,&lt;br /&gt;we THOUGHT that God leaves us already but HE did not leave us. HE wants us to return to HIM. Because PEOPLE have become MATERIALISTIC, SUPERFICIAL and embedded with PRIDE. The ROOT in everything that is happening now is "SIN". Sin departs us from God and without Jesus, God would still be angry to us. But so many people still are not willing to come back to God, so things happen. God is giving us a CHANCE, a CHANCE to CHANGE and a CHANCE to SURRENDER to HIM FULLY. All the bad things we are encountering in our lives, it is either a TRIAL or a CURSE and you can easily distinguished those two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though right now, I think that life on earth will still get WORSE. We can still CHANGE because there's still a CHANCE. GOD is KINDER than you THINK. GOD LOVES US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-661135479777343177?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/661135479777343177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=661135479777343177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/661135479777343177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/661135479777343177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/02/struggle-part-1.html' title='The Struggle Part 1'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8gniUf3d5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/9c7_NSZfOcM/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2946221670188280916</id><published>2008-02-26T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:49:45.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Learning to Breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life will always be colorful. &lt;i&gt;Puro na lang ba tungkol sa buhay ko?&lt;/i&gt;. Of course, this is my blog and I have the authority and the power to rule in this little world of mine. Life offers me many things, but it's just that I can't seem to handle it all. Life wants me to learns many things, but it seems that I am not too strong to survive it all. Life wants me to realize so many things, but it seems that I am too weak to surpass them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabi nga nila, walang ibibigay ang Diyos na pagsubok na hindi mo kaya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, though these trialsss is so endless, I still don't lose &lt;b&gt;HOPE&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;FAITH&lt;/b&gt;. But what if one day I collapse and got a mild stroke due to excessive thinking of these problems? &lt;i&gt;Kaya ko pa kaya?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are not that great at these moment of time. I am still feeling that pain....the pain that still hunts me everytime before I go to sleep, that "pain" that make me cry even harder, that "pain" that makes me regret all the things I have in the past. When will I get over it? When will I realize that being hurt by someone is just part of this "life"? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am still lingering those thoughts, my country seems to be also in great trouble and great depression. Yesterday, we celebrated People Power 1's 22nd aniversary. &lt;i&gt;Ang sakit sa ulo di ba? My pinoproblema ka na nga eh nakikisabay pa ang mga bagay sa paligid mo. Siguro, kung ako walang napag-aralan, matagal na akong binibisita sa Mental Hospital. Nakakabaliw lang ang mga pangyayari.&lt;/i&gt; Sometimes, though it seems so funny, &lt;i&gt;naisip ko nang mag-suicide&lt;/i&gt;, you feel so alone, depressed and you just wanna end up this life. Now, I feel those suicide attempters. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8QYQWszwFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IvQyJsMif5s/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8QYQWszwFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IvQyJsMif5s/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171284941378666578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now, I am reading Elizabeth Gilbert's Bestseller Novel: Eat, Love, Pray. I am enjoying reading it, laughing along as I put myself again through its pages. It seems that it's been a while since I read a book and reading really seems to be my best hobby besides playing piano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. I have to pray alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2946221670188280916?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2946221670188280916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2946221670188280916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2946221670188280916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2946221670188280916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/02/learning-to-breathe-my-life-will-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HCF-YGtuIf4/R8QYQWszwFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IvQyJsMif5s/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-336270503551345417</id><published>2008-02-10T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:52:35.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;LIVE AND LEARN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed because I have friends that support me through all of this tough times I am still struggling. Kath just tagged me and she is right, God has a reason and purpose for everything. But I think just for now, I will choose La Salle over UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero di ko pa nga lam kung papasa ako La Salle...haha!&lt;/i&gt;Anyways, someday I will study at UP. I just don't want to file for reconsideration.&lt;i&gt;May mga bagay pa akong dapat matutunan&lt;/i&gt;but I think failing to pass UP is a "wake-up call" for me. I have taken for granted things. &lt;i&gt;Hindi ko naseryoso ang mga bagay-bagay nung nasa Masci ako.&lt;/i&gt; I know I deserve all of this. I have been down for weeks and crying secretly. &lt;i&gt;Pero oks na ako ngayon.&lt;/i&gt; I can smile merrily again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hindi ko naman kawalan pag di ako nakapasa UP, mas kawalan ng UP yon!!! haha...&lt;/i&gt;....Peace UP! Joke lang po....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already made up my mind, this time there's no turning back, this time &lt;font color="red"&gt;YOU MARK MY WORDS!&lt;/font&gt; I will study hard and study very, very hard like I &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to do. Bad thing is that IF I pass La Salle I will have a tuition fee that costs too much. &lt;i&gt;Hay! Di kasi ako sanay eh... sa masci walang tuition fee kasi pero sabi ni Mommy para din daw ako may tuition fee sa gastos ko..haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I will surpass all these trials. Though I don't know HOW many trials God will still give me, I know I can do this. &lt;i&gt;Mahirap talaga minsan, pero kailangang lunukin at matuto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIVE AND LEARN&lt;/b&gt;, that's what life is all about. Magmamasteral ako sa UP...don't worry. UP still will be my "dream" school.... Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-336270503551345417?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/336270503551345417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=336270503551345417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/336270503551345417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/336270503551345417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/02/live-and-learn-i-am-so-blessed-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7557175160213183707</id><published>2008-02-01T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:02:47.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is a Carousel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that &lt;i&gt;Life is a Carousel&lt;/i&gt;. Sometimes you're up sometimes you're down. At this point in my life, I am facing the &lt;b&gt;BIGGEST&lt;/b&gt; challenges ever and right now, I am at the lowest point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't pass UP..... so there's a catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets are flying all over my head...... If only.... If I could...If  I could just have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time that tears will suddenly run down thru my face without knowing it. There are times that I just want to be happy and forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP is the school for me....I think. It's my only chance....My one and only chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass UST... with a course in Biology.... but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's a &lt;b&gt;Catholic&lt;/b&gt; University of the Philippines. Though persuing my medical dreams at UST would be a great alternative for UP. It still won't work out. It's against what WE believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now enrolling at DLSU-D. I don't know. I am not sure. I have already DONE a bad thing now and I still want to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve this..... do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.... for heaven's sake.... I know I deserve this &lt;b&gt;DOWNFALL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy so many people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most desirable thing that I want....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;FAILED&lt;/b&gt; to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why on f*cking earth I do study in Masci?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i want to study at UP.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the obscene word but my emotions are still at it's highest point and I want the world to know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking for granted and being &lt;b&gt;HAPPY-GO-LUCKY&lt;/b&gt; doesn't do anything good in your life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times that I feel that I am studying at UP and I am living my dreams at it's fullest......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn those moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that not passing in UP doesn't mean you're gonna end your life and you're career.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I who have studied in MASCI.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I regret studying at Masci?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes....yess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But many times no...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been crying for almost &lt;b&gt;3 WEEKS&lt;/b&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been down for almost &lt;b&gt;3 WEEKS&lt;/b&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with a fight with my parents for almost &lt;b&gt;3 WEEKS&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have once told me &lt;i&gt;na nagbago daw ako... wala daw akong ginawa kundi maggala, di na daw ako nag-aaral.... kaya eto ang consequence na kailangan kong harapin...&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;TRUTH REALLY HURTS&lt;/b&gt;. I have to face the fact &lt;i&gt;na totoo yung sinasabi nila.&lt;/i&gt; That's why I really hate myself now. &lt;i&gt;Hindi naman ako ganito dati, hindi ako sanay sa mga galaan, I study my lessons really hard.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Nung grade school, I seldom get a failing grade on quizzes and test. But now, ok lang sa akin kahit mababa yung mga scores ko.... Ang ipinagtataka ko lang&lt;/i&gt;. Why on earth that when I studied at Masci.... I have seem to take advantage on all things....I have taken for granted all the things. &lt;i&gt;Nawala na sa isip  ko yung UP.&lt;/i&gt; Maybe there are those temptations that surrounds me.... malls, peer pressure. &lt;i&gt;Ang bigat bigat pa rin ng loob ko ngayon&lt;/i&gt;. I still want to cry. &lt;i&gt;Pero may magagawa pa ba ako? Meron....gagawa ako ng TIME MACHINE para pabalikin ang oras&lt;/i&gt;. But I can't do that. That's stupid. I am none-sense. &lt;i&gt;Feeling ko ngayon ay isa akong walang kwentang tao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am STILL waiting... that someday.... I will be happy once and for all... but this big blow that happened to me.... I think I will &lt;b&gt;REGRET&lt;/b&gt; this FOREVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7557175160213183707?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7557175160213183707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7557175160213183707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7557175160213183707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7557175160213183707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-is-carousel-they-say-that-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6320899253674139859</id><published>2008-01-09T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:58:43.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;center&gt;Faith Is my Oxygen&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days since the start of January, I had been thinking non-stop about college. Will I pass UPCAT? What if I don't? Should I cry? What school should I take? Am I going to be an out-of-school youth? Darn! Thinking those stuffs makes me crazy. If only you could know my stupidity and all my stupid regrets! I wish that I could playback time and do better on things that I should focus into. &lt;i&gt;Nasa huli talaga ang pagsisisi.&lt;/i&gt;I know I should have done better. Now, faith is my ONLY refuge. Only faith can save me and doubt is overtaking everything. I am in a BIG trial. I must BELIEVE, HOPE and have FAITH. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAITH can move mountains.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very sensitive recently maybe due to over-thinking stuffs. I tend to get irritated easily and smile less which is not really like me. I really blame myself for everything, if only I had never been stupid, ignorant and happy-go-lucky, I know I could have been achieving what could I achieve now. And now, I feel as though &lt;i&gt;huli na ang lahat para ituwid ang mga bagay na dapat ituwid&lt;/i&gt;. I almost cry everynight, I want to make things straight from now on, I want to prove something and I am afraid because passing UP is the first step that I proved something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But faith is EVERYTHING. I know that God has a purpose whatever outcomes there maybe. Though I will be disappointed AT FIRST &lt;b&gt;IF EVER&lt;/b&gt; I don't pass UP, I know that God knows what's best for me. Besides, why on earth's sake should I doubt, I prayed for this and I am STILL praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6320899253674139859?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6320899253674139859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6320899253674139859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6320899253674139859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6320899253674139859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/01/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5103676062611342008</id><published>2008-01-01T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T10:53:30.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h2&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! HAPPY 2008!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up from a deep slumber from last night's happy celebration to welcome 2008. I think I slept at around 1:30 am because my tummy aches due to excessive intake of foodssssss haha. My mom cooked so many foods namely: roasted chicken, barbeque, tempura, ham, embutido, grilled fish, macaroni, ube, fruit salad,&lt;i&gt;palutang&lt;/i&gt;, what else? I almost forgot some of them.... :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00, yesterday me and my family went to the church for our usual gathering that before a year ends, we will gather together to pray to God, to thank Him for the wonderful year and to ask Him for guidance and protection for another year. I also had the chance to say Happy New Year to my church-friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, our district minister came to our house to pray for us. It is such a blessing that before the year ends, I know that God will be with us to overcome another tough and exciting year ahead of us. They ate and I get to know Nice, she is such an intelligent and beautiful girl. We even play the piano together...haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my cousins and lolo and lola stop by at our house. Hay...It is such a happy moment. Well, we do the usual thing, play and eat. Haha... Then Tita Fely called us and greet us a Happy New Year!!! It is such a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my best friend last night and I greet her also. It's a customary that we greet each other. We have been bestfriend like for 11 YEARS!!!! &lt;i&gt;Sabi nga niya dapat daw nasa world records na kami...&lt;/i&gt;haha. It's such a sweet thing that we have been bestfriends from 11 years. I am such greatful because I have found a bestfriend like her. Whenever I have problems, I will not hesitate to call her and she will not hesitate to spend time and listen to my problems. I am so lucky to have her as my bestfriend. I have only one wish for us both, that we will stay as bestfriends for like the infinite years and no matter what happens to both of us, we will stay as BESTFRIENDS!!! Love you bhez.... Take care always... :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Before i forgot, last December 30, 2007. The Salinas Choir held its get-together after 7 years!!! haha and I am so lucky because I get the chance to attend and enjoy the party. Foods, games and laughter, no one can replace those moments before the year ends. We had such a blast. We were like kids that we play almost all the "kid-stuff games". The pics were not yet ready to be uploaded so watch out for that. I hope that the next get-together will not be after the next 7 years again! haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I shout 3,2,1 in welcoming New year, I had a sudden urge to cry. I don't know, it is like mix feelings, I am glad because I manage to survive the crucial 2007 and I am a quite nervous to this mysterious 2008. But I know that God will always be with me.... So before I give my list of New year Resolution, let's go back to 2007 and list the things that I will cherish forever:&lt;br /&gt;1. My fight with Majo.&lt;br /&gt;2. My review in Acad1.&lt;br /&gt;3. My senior years---Roentgen.&lt;br /&gt;4. My MSHS chorale memoirs.&lt;br /&gt;5. The UPCAT test!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Food Trip with my church-friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. My first CAT B-day Bash&lt;br /&gt;8. Masci memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be kind and have a controllable temper.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a good servant and dedicated servant of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be a good organist.&lt;br /&gt;4. Study soooper doooper hard.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pray a lot! as in a lot!&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;Karerin na ang pagpipiano!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Think before I act.&lt;br /&gt;8. Watch my words.&lt;br /&gt;9. Be optimist!&lt;br /&gt;10. Save money!&lt;br /&gt;11. Have a healthy lifestyle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to maintain those new year's resolutions but I will try to keep up. There's only one thing that I will leave you: That this new year only signifies that God is still giving us a chance to be good and return to Him, don't waste this beautiful, exciting and mysterious years and live it at its fullest. Don't let opportunities pass your way and always BE HAPPY!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! :] :] :] :] :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5103676062611342008?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5103676062611342008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5103676062611342008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5103676062611342008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5103676062611342008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-everyone-happy-2008-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3755373054794086966</id><published>2007-12-29T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:37:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Blogthings...You know!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Recipe For Kimberly S. Jimenez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatstherecipeforyourpersonalityquiz/drink.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts Compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 parts Fascination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splash of Ambition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limit yourself to one serving. This cocktail is strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatstherecipeforyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's the Recipe for Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Easter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/easter.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an optimistic, hopeful, and genuinely sweet person.&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and affectionate, you are easily touched.&lt;br /&gt;You love nature, animals, and anything cute or cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;For you, every day is a new chance - no matter what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you celebrate: Almost anything. You love most holidays and celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At holiday get togethers, you do best as: The peacemaker. You can prevent any squabbles that might break out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a holiday, you're the one most likely to: Remember to include everyone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Holiday Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Handwriting Says About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/handwriting.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly energetic person. You know how do pace yourself, and you deal well with stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very extroverted and outgoing. You are loving, friendly, and supportive. However, you are also manipulative and controlling at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are extravagant, over the top, and indulgent. You set trends and influence people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a bit of space in your life, but you're not a recluse. You expect people to give you a small amount of privacy, and you respect their privacy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are conservative, old fashioned, and a little stubborn. You are resistant to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good communicator. You work hard to get your ideas across effectively.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Handwriting Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Play the Piano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/piano.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true music aficionado who loves many musical style and eras.&lt;br /&gt;You find music to be an escape. And you'd like to be relaxed and comfortable when you're making it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very innovative, and you have a unique way of knowing what may sound beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;There's a strong possibility that you could compose some of your own work songs quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you have a lot of creative energy, you are also serious and conscientious.&lt;br /&gt;Your musical talent needs time, practice, and lots of privacy to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant personality characteristic:  your painstaking attention to detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secondary personality characteristic: your natural tendency to be whimsical&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/"&gt;What Musical Instrument Should You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the outcome of this quiz... though I already have an instrument which I really love to play, I still took the quiz to test how much am I as a piano-lover and I am really surprised that the musical instrument for me is PIANO!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Green Crayon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/green.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is colored in harmonious, peaceful, natural colors.&lt;br /&gt;While some may associate green with money, you are one of the least materialistic people around.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort is important to you. You like to feel as relaxed as possible - and you try to make others feel at ease.&lt;br /&gt;You're very happy with who you are, and it certainly shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color wheel opposite is red. Every time you feel grounded, a red person does their best to shake you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3755373054794086966?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3755373054794086966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3755373054794086966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3755373054794086966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3755373054794086966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/12/blogthings.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1796618851650529809</id><published>2007-12-29T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:42:01.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently: Blogging...duh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything. I am preparing myself for another months of going to school and I don't want February to come. If I could just stop time and skip February. Hay! This past few days, I am so quiet. I want to be quiet because i am always noisy and so vexed like almost my life. I cried sometime due to emotional conflict with myself, family and friends. It's so exhausting. I am trying to change everything from me, but it seems harder than I thought. I have so many regret on this year and I don't want to make those same mistakes again this 2008. I want to start fresh and full of energy and hopes again. Before I leave this year i want to leave also behind those trashful days when I take for granted every opportunity that comes my way. I didn't take studying seriously. I procastinated. I pick fights with my brother. I became a bad daughter. Gawd! When I am thinking how bad I become, I am really ashamed of myself. I make my parents disappointed to me due to my uncontrollable temper. I am so ashamed of myself. I found out that being quiet sometimes is ok. It gives me the time to reminesce those things that I have done-for myself and for others. My achievements, my nuisances, my stupidities, my friends, my studies, my family, my spiritual life. It sucks you know. That....that there are supposed to be so many great things that I suppose to have done but didn't do because of my laziness and lack of understading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change you know. I want to be better. Worth it on all the blessings I am receiving. I really want to change. I want to strip off the old Kim and dressed a new, fresh and clean clothes. But how? Hmm....It's really frustrating you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this in my mind...i want to be a doctor but at the same time I want to tour the world and be a famous pianist...like Maksim or lang Lang...It's funny, yeah! I know. But damn it! How on earth I could do those things when in fact I have a problem with myself. It sucks. I really hate it. I will update if any progress happens to my self-renewal. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1796618851650529809?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1796618851650529809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1796618851650529809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1796618851650529809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1796618851650529809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2782423142156946371</id><published>2007-12-17T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:09:10.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Many things to Be Thanking For</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently: Dressed for practice in church choir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we held our annual thanksgiving ceremony in our church. It's a special ocassion for all of us who are members of the Church of Christ. It's like, thanking God for the one year blessings that He endowed to us. I cried. Because I am not worth it in receiving those blessings. I repent. I pray. I sang praises to Him. It's such a good feeling that you know God is forgiving all of your sins. I just can't think that time flies so fast that this 2007 is now at it's end. Imagining that things that I have been through this year, I can say that those experiences mold me as a better person a lot. I've learned so many things. Dealing with friends, family, school and people that I met everyday. I cried yesterday because there's a point in my life that sometimes I really want to breakdown and just let go but God is beside me and I know that He didn't leave me. I have been into a friend fight, into family problems and school problems and it is such an exhaustion for me to deal to those things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I've prayed for?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've prayed that on this coming year, I can be a lot stronger. I've prayed that I will not make the same mistakes again. I've prayed that everything I do I will not regret it in the end. I've prayed that I will always hold my duty to God. I've prayed that my family will still be in good health and our bonding will be everlasting. I prayed that my friends will be guided by the Lord and whatever their problems are, I prayed that those problems will easily be solved. I prayed that to have a good future, that next year when I am in college, I will focus on my studies and will make my parents proud of me (sana makapasa ako UP.) I prayed that everytime I cry I will always remember God and His promises of everlasting life as an encouragement. I prayed to be always strong, always hopeful and always faithful. I didn't expect that my life will be light next year, I expect the worst because I know that this world is getting worse. No matter what happens to me nor to anyone I love, there's only one thing I am sure of. That I will not stop serving God whatever hindrances there maybe. I will serve God until I am worth of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2782423142156946371?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2782423142156946371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2782423142156946371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2782423142156946371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2782423142156946371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-many-things-to-be-thanking-for.html' title='Of Many things to Be Thanking For'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-2401863230302257689</id><published>2007-12-07T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:52:47.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I Soo Miss the Net</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently drawing a smile on my face due to unwanted events&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! At last, dsl is already working good. My gawd almost 3 weeks of no internet, I must say I really miss my third home. haha! I felt it's the first to use the net it's really refreshing. Anyways, the most I miss is updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently feeling down, lonely, depressed and angry at the same time. Things are just turning badly especially when it involves important people. I really hate to see us like this. There is something wrong and I really want to find out what the hell is that. Sometimes, tears will flow from my eyes without me knowing it and lately I tend to think very hard and deep. It frustrates me and it makes me wanna cry so hard. But crying is the last thing that i want to do. It only shows how weak I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-2401863230302257689?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/2401863230302257689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=2401863230302257689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2401863230302257689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/2401863230302257689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-soo-miss-net.html' title='I Soo Miss the Net'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7255084002354837485</id><published>2007-11-13T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:55:38.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masci'/><title type='text'>Indulging myself to Books</title><content type='html'>, &lt;b&gt;Currently Reading: Stardust by Neil Gaiman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;A SPECIAL THANKS TO JOHN D. FOR GENEROUSLY DOING THE PHYSICS ACTIVITY WHICH I WASN'T ABLE TO DO, YOU'RE THE BEST!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost my senses last Sunday because I didn't have my student code and my password so I can work on with my Physics activity. Luckily Sir Bau still gave an extension. I opened the site last night and gosh it's like I spent almost an hour in just one sublevel when in fact there are 10 sublevels all in all. I almost lost my mind and my senses at those crucial and cruel hours. It seems that I am limited to have 2 wrong answers only and when you exceed, you will start all over again. It's stupid. I almost die. In fact, the questions are so hard that you really need TIME to do the activity. TIME is the what I lack. If only I had the time to do that thing, I wouldn't cram like this. And also if it is not due to my stupidity because I didn't immediately ask Ellis for the student code and the password I might be able to do it right away. Lately, I have been wondering how come that I didn't have the ability to manage my time and organize my things. It seems that I like to cram and do things before the deadline or ON the deadline. It's a habit and it's becoming a disease. Well, I still have to learn how to handle things. I am too procastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have seen books that really caught my eye. Take note it's not BOOK but a plural- BOOKSSSSSSSSSS. Many and many and many of books. But they cost more than what I have saved. Some of them cost 700 and some 300. I'd like to buy them all. If ever I have one wish today, I wish that I will have the books that I wanted and read them as long as I want. Reading a book has become my leisurement these past few days. But I think it's more than a leisurement it's an addiction that I cannot control. It's a disease. They said that reading has been a lost art. Some of us prefers to watch movies instead of reading books, though I am also a movie-fanatic, reading books makes my imagination really works. Reading gives you a sensation of being free, limitless and inspired. Books make you imagine things beyond limits. You can do and think whatever you want to. I just love reading books. Not only does it give you pleasure and self-enjoyment it also gives us some benefits that we can use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;we can enhance our vocabulary,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;we can develop our reading power,&lt;/u&gt;we can be inspired to write a book,&lt;u&gt;making our grammars more consistent,&lt;/u&gt; etc. There are so many things we may get from reading books. Anyways, I'm still hoping for a miracle that money will pour down like rain from the sky and will make me able to buy those books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't download any songs lately because our PC's monitor was damaged. Dad said that monitor has a life span of at least 2 years and I think we almost had that monitor for 4 years. I cannot download songs and upload it to my iTunes because it will erase and sync the new that the iTunes have on this laptop. In short, I will lost all those 1273 songs from my ipod now and will be replaced by just 150 songs I think. And I think that's tragic. Well anyways, I hope that money will AGAIN pour down from the sky and dad will be able to buy a new monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our Mid-Year exam and as usual we will be expected to be number 1. Manila Science as they say is the consistent top 1 from the Midyear exam and they are still EXPECTING us to get the glory. I hope we still get the glory. I hate our schedule, Roentgen is on the third shift which is from 1:30 pm-4:30 pm. I really hate our schedule. The only good thing about it is that I will sleep until my eyes can't be close anymore. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7255084002354837485?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7255084002354837485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7255084002354837485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7255084002354837485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7255084002354837485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/11/indulging-myself-to-books.html' title='Indulging myself to Books'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-3090920298775741082</id><published>2007-11-03T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:57:28.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dance! Dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently: Organizing and Updating my Multiply Site!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school yesterday and today to meet up with my classmates for our practice on street dance that we will present on P.E. class. Cramming, that's the best trait that Masci is known for. Doing works before or &lt;u&gt;on&lt;/u&gt; deadline. Whew! Good thing we get used to it. That's how we are able to think fast and to get so &lt;b&gt;stressed!&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;i&gt; Ako lang pala stress&lt;/i&gt;. So anyways, the dance is girls vs. boys, I hope that boys have created a dance too. Fortunately we are able to finish the dance. Full of bad words! But the consequence is a cramping muscles from the endless practice. But still it another way of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Tito Terry and the rest of the Jimenez Family went to our house. I am excited. I am happy. I am so grateful. I am so glad. I am so thankful. I am so &lt;u&gt;NERVOUS&lt;/u&gt;. Why? Because, gawd! It's like the first time that the Jimenez Clan will gather for the I don't know time. You know, we haven't been able to reunite lately because of personal family problems. So when I say personal, it is a private and must-kept business and don't ask me anything about it. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Though my brother was not quite himself last night because he is not used to be around will people he only once know and Daddy to. He is not a sociable person. You know? *Sighs*. Mouth-zipped. No more spilled words. But it turned out fun. I saw my nieces, Karl, who is very handsome. Kale or Keile, his sister which spends time with me watching Mr. Bean, Trixie which is a spokening-dollar girl and the cutest of all Francheska, who just insist to PUT another dvd of Mr. Bean. She looks like a kitten. *__* So cute! They were all studying in OB Montessori so no wonder they like speaking English. Bwahaha! I am grateful and thankful at the same time because God answers my prayer, I prayed to Him a long time that our family must reunite again. God really hears prayers. Well, at least we bonded. I hope this will occur again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. That's it. Sembreak is almost over and as usual going to school will &lt;u&gt;STILL&lt;/u&gt; be a hard thing to do for me when especially test, perio score will welcome you're life once more. I'm just sick of all those things. But that will end.....soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-3090920298775741082?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/3090920298775741082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=3090920298775741082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3090920298775741082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/3090920298775741082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/11/dance-dance.html' title='Dance! Dance!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-1503472583896186565</id><published>2007-10-30T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T09:41:18.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Thank God for Giving me Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Quote:Nothing is so dear and precious as time.- French Proverb&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Thank God for giving me enough time,&lt;br /&gt;Time to reflect on all the things I have done in my life,&lt;br /&gt;You know it's great that God shows His love in a different way,&lt;br /&gt;Talking to your mother, going to the mall,&lt;br /&gt;He is everything.&lt;br /&gt;He shows His love for us in every possible way that "people we expect" to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my life is a journey and I am not still halfway on my journey, though I sometimes don't want to go on anymore because of the bumps and the bruises I receive all the way, though sometimes there's no light to guide me through the way, that choosing the right path is sometimes a hard decision to make because you have no choice. But there's always a choice, it's only in the matter of thinking. God is always there. Even when the road is dark and dreary He is there. I don't know, I just know he is there. He wants us to learn and go back through time and reminesce His love for us. There are so many wonders from God that we have to realize, the wind, the birds, the chiming of the wind bells, the tv, the clothes, the shoes, the piano, the music.... all the things that we are capable of using today it's all God's creation. No wonder man exploited it. *Sighs*. It's really hard and tiring to be good, but's worth it because you are with Him. You find peace and a sense of tranquility within you when you feel Him, it's like you're floating. Lately, I have been dreaming stuffs about my life, schools, family and friends. I don't know maybe dreams are fortellers of the future. I don't know, I just sometimes see that they happen in a coincendental way I dreamt of them. It's wierd. *Sighs*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to be a cook? A doctor? An interior designer? A fashion model? A Physics nobelist? So many dreams yet sometimes I feel that it is only through dreaming that I can achieve those dreams. God is powerful, full of wisdom and He knows what better for us. He loves us. He loves His children. He loves me, He loves you. Don't worry. He is always there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-1503472583896186565?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/1503472583896186565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=1503472583896186565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1503472583896186565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/1503472583896186565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/10/thank-god-for-giving-me-time.html' title='Thank God for Giving me Time'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-5809921288140170023</id><published>2007-10-25T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:46:53.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning the Art of Letting Go will Make me Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently Chatting with BFF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of my bestfriend. Arnie is the best! Last night, I just want someone whom I can talk to, someone who will be willing to hear all my nuisances and my feelings, then whom else I can think of, my bestfriend. I phoned her, at first I thought that she was busy and I was quite embarassed because i will disturb her, but she still lends her time to me. I say all the things that bugs me off. She says things that really comforted me, I really want to cry yesterday due to emotional breakdowns... have you ever felt that so alone? oohhh..... I hate that feeling. Good thing, Arnie is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned today, is that letting go is the best thing you can do to be peaceful and happy. Even though it hurts, you have to let go for the sake the person involved and for the sake of yourself. I learned that being hurt is part of this life. While you are in that phase, you are getting stronger, more faihtful and you're building your life through it. hay...buhay nga naman. Sometimes you have to have to learn, accept, let go and continue to live your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm alone? I'm not really alone, I still have friends, I have my bestfriend, I have my family and most especially I have God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-5809921288140170023?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/5809921288140170023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=5809921288140170023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5809921288140170023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/5809921288140170023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/10/learning-art-of-letting-go-will-make-me.html' title='Learning the Art of Letting Go will Make me Strong'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-7276254707955840886</id><published>2007-10-22T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:56:26.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>Feeling uneasy and frustrated about things that happened around me... Ang sama talaga ng ganitong feeling. Gusto kong magtagalog para masabi ang lahat ng mga gusto ko ng hindi nagtatrying hard na mag-English. As you know, may mga bagay sa mundong ito na sadyang hindi natin maintindihan. May mga pagkakataong gusto na nating magpakamatay, umiyak at sumigaw ng napakalakas para maipakita natin ang ating kainisan, galit o anuman na nakapagpapabagabag sa ating kalooban. In life, people seems to be unfair, kahit naman ako minsan unfair din, pero ngayon ang pakiramdam ko mag-isa ako, hindi ako makatagpo ng isang kaibigan na talagang nandyan sa para sa akin, sa dinami daming pagkakataon, maraming tao na akong nakasalamuha pero yung taong magbibigay ng same amount of attention na binibigay ko, parang wala talaga akong makita, totoo hindi nawawala ang bestfriend ko at alam kong "Friendship knows no distance". Pero I'm looking for a friend, hindi bagong bestfriend, just a friend that I know I always can count on too. Nasaktan na ako, umasa, umiyak, thinking na bat sila ganon? They are so unfair, hindi din ba nila maisip ang nararamdaman ko hindi naman ganon ang ipinapakita kong feelings towards sa kanila, I try to show them that I smile even though sobrang lungkot ko. Talang fed up na ako, I am really feeling alone, lahat sila may bestfriend, lahat sila may napagkukwentuhan ng mga bagay na comfortable sa kanila, lahat sila may katext, lahat sila nagtatawanan, while there is me- me who longs for a friend, me who longs for my bestfriend, kung pwede ko lang ipaconvert ang bestfriend ko gagawin ko, kaya nalulungkot din ako. Kasi kahit sa salvation I will be alone. Masakit umasa, masakit ipagsiksikan ang sarili mo sa mga taong ayaw naman o kung hindi ayaw ay hindi nakikisama sa gusto mo. Mahirap na nakikibagay lang sila sayo...yun lang. I wish to find them or her. Masyado lang talagang fed up ang feelings ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idagdag pa ang personal problems ko, being stupid, lazy, thinking things that are all stupidity. Ewan ko kung maliligtas ako, naging masama akong tao, may mga bagay na kelangan kong dapat matutunan pero pinagwawalang bahala ko, siguro narin sa mga iba't ibang problems. Ang hirap magpakatao. Most of the times kahit kasama ko ang mga friends ko I feel so alone, na parang hindi ko kayang malabas ang mga feelings na dapat ilabas ko, natatakot akong makasakit ng feelings ng iba, natatakot ako dahil baka hindi nila maintindihan. I'm just so afraid. Bakit ganon? Kahit walang pasok ay stressed out ang emotions ko. Please stop, I need some rest. Kelangan kong magpahinga, napapagod na akong masaktan, umasa, makibagay, magbigay ng magbigay pwede bang ako naman ang alagaan, intindihin, pakiusapan, pagbigyan. Pwede ba kahit isang pagkakataon, hindi ako yung makikinig, pwede bang kayo naman yung makinig? Ako naman yung maglalabas ng mga bagay na gusto kong ishare. May nangyayari rin naman sa buhay ko, may mga bagay na nagpapaiyak rin sa akin. Bakit sa tuwing kailangan ko ng tulong ay walang taong nagtatanong..."May problema ka ba?"..."Ok ka lang?"....Kahit yung mga ganong tanong lang ok na sa akin, makagagaaan na ng loob ko....pero ang masakit doon, wala, minsan ay sila pa itong magagalit sa akin dahil napaka-moody ko....bakit kayo hindi ba ganito? Minsan nga kahit ako na walang ginagawa ay pinagbubuntungan niyo ng inis eh. Kahit..."Ok ka lang ba?"...ok na sa akin.... kahit yun lang.....may pakiramdam din naman ako...Sawa na akong magparaya, sawa na akong magbigay, sawa na akong mag-isa, sawa na akong malungkot at sawa ng akong magbigay...Pwede ba? Pakiusap lang naman Po? Pwede po ba....kahit isang beses sa buhay ko bago ako mamatay o matapos ang mundo, may ISANG taong magbibigay importansya sa akin, magpaparaya, iiyak, masasaktan, magtatanong ng "ok ka lang ba?", "May sakit ka ba?", "Musta naman araw mo?" sa akin...Kahit sa huling pagkakataon po....kahit sandali lang po madama ko yun....Masaya na po ako....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong umiyak na parang bata, umiyak ng malakas, magwala pero kailangan kong pigilan ang sarili ko dahil ayoko kayong masaktan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-7276254707955840886?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/7276254707955840886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=7276254707955840886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7276254707955840886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/7276254707955840886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/10/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-8306453103785378620</id><published>2007-10-14T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:25:31.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I want to go to Heaven???</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently Thinking: I'm tired!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! whata question. Let me take the question back to you? Why do You want to go to heaven? There are lots of things that I want to ask God, question in my memory that still haunts? nah! questions that still doesn't have any answer. Have been in a situation where you are asking too many questions to yourself and you seem unable to answer it because you didnt know the answer? no one knows the answer? It's ridiculous, actually talking to myself alone, asking myself the same old questions that I cannot answer. It's really making me crazy...haha. But anyways, other reason that I want to go to heaven is to stop all this stress that I feel, HEAVEN IS A STRESS-FREE place so, I think that's cool. But I have to SUFFER, CRY, HURT, BE IN PAIN, FEEL ANGER, BE VAIN, BE CONCEITED, BE SELFISH...in short I have to feel all the human things and be able to surpass it walking through God's words and let me tell ya people! it's hard! With all the things that surrounds me-crimes, immoralities, unjustifiable acts, it's really frustrating, gives me a headache. *Sighs* *Sighs* *Sighs*. It's really tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things I must achieve/do/believe before I die/have an accident/catch a disease/be old/the end of the world:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Become a Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a pianist. (kahit makatugtog lang sa pipitsuging resto...ok na!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Join the orchestra....eto yung part ng believe lang talaga. (it needs miracle)&lt;br /&gt;4. Perfect the Physics test. (ah! eto malabo ata, or talagang impossible!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to Paris, London and Venice! &lt;br /&gt;6. Have a boyfriend! (pero career muna! hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Fly! &lt;br /&gt;8. Wear a corset.&lt;br /&gt;9. Be on a stage play.&lt;br /&gt;10.See an Aurora Borealis.&lt;br /&gt;11.Fly with Superman.&lt;br /&gt;12.Read people's minds...wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;13.Be a physicist....ehem! Gawd! mangarap ka kim!&lt;br /&gt;14.Walk on a runway! (san ko nakuha idea no to?)&lt;br /&gt;15.Be a ballroom dancer. (hay....sarap mangarap)&lt;br /&gt;16.Have a beautiful house...pwede pang mangyari&lt;br /&gt;17.Have my own library...(I love books)&lt;br /&gt;18.Be loved...by someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for being too over dramatic and having too self-indulgence, I just can't control everything that's in my mind, besides it's not bad to dream right? &lt;br /&gt;So why do I want to go to heaven? To achieve all those things....nah....It's because i want to thank Him for giving me the ability to think of things that will make me thank Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-8306453103785378620?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/8306453103785378620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=8306453103785378620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8306453103785378620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/8306453103785378620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-do-i-want-to-go-to-heaven.html' title='Why Do I want to go to Heaven???'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9546949.post-6881418551708809218</id><published>2007-10-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:15:03.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coping up With Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Current Quote:"Life is like a library owned by the author.&lt;br /&gt;In it are a few books which he wrote himself,&lt;br /&gt;but most of them were written for him.--Harry Emerson Fosdick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't post for the longest time, I'm such a busy bee now. Right now, I'm still lack sleep and my body just wanna rest because tomorrow, I have to wake up early and go to school early to prepare early for the Foundation day because MSHS chorale will sing I think about 5 or 6 songs, natatamad akong bilangin eh...hehe... Anyways, life is as usual....busy, haggardous and really tragic. Many things happened to me these past few days, the contest and 2 loses, my trying hard disposition to cope up with my studies, because I really missed alot of lessons and discussions because of practices in the choir. But I am not complaining, because I don't regret that I've entered the choir. *Sighs*. Life is so tiring. Sometimes I feel that I just want to stop for a moment, breathe some fresh air, go to some quiet place, meditate and have time with myself, I just want to unwind. After this week the hell week is about to come, periodic tests.... I have to do good in this test, especially in Physics. I am given a second chance and I won't miss that opportunity. *Sighs* If only....I have superpowers to stop time, undo everything, because I really regret that I didn't study hard and didn't have enough guts to do my best in Masci. At the end of the day, I'm always thinking, what if I have done this.....I should have done that better....I shouldn't done that......Regrets...I am now full of regret. But I have to accept things as they come by because, I am the one who make this. God has a purpose in everything, though I still didn't know it. I feel like, I have to study really hard for the &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; time as a full pledge Mascian. I am now a Senior, I am on my half life as a senior in Masci and few more sleeps, I will be in college. There are a lot of things I've learned in Masci although Masci is a small place, it's actually a big place. You can learn everything, from socializing with people to sleep in classes...haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that the foundation day tomorrow would be a good one, full of surprises and fun. *Sighs*. I just hope so. Well, i think i have to have a good night rest. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9546949-6881418551708809218?l=angelofmusic713.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/feeds/6881418551708809218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9546949&amp;postID=6881418551708809218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6881418551708809218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9546949/posts/default/6881418551708809218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelofmusic713.blogspot.com/2007/10/coping-up-with-everything.html' title='Coping up With Everything'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15210701314152214819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
