<?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-6290201913791202982</id><updated>2012-01-20T17:22:12.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.love.burgundy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5399205710056451934</id><published>2009-02-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:13:42.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My point of view of the day which people fondly call Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;It’s my gloomiest valentines day. It’s not that I used to have fairytale valentine, but believe me, I loathed Valentines Day since high school, or even grade school, primarily because I didn’t liked the feeling of being teased when someone gives you something. It’s just so unusually erroneous for me. I don’t normally greet people “happy valentines” unless they greet me first or I’m not in my usual self, call me KILLJOY but that’s how it is in my point of view. To get rid of unnecessary thoughts that linger in my mind now, the fact that my car was bumped near SM made my day even worst. It seems like the Friday-the-thirteenth took effect on a Saturday-the- fourteenth. I spilled something on my shirt during dinner at Sugarland. I again spilled a few drops of Java Chip from Starbucks. I had my toenail collide with something, which hurts so bad. I .In fact, we had a scheduled practice for our Gensci2 play and apparently, Nissi’s car stopped in the middle of the road because of malfunction, which made her ride motorcycle coming and made her late. Sorry for using you as an example &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Nis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, but I’m just pointing out how ill-fated this day is. Let’s call it, series of unfortunate events.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And, oh yeah! I miss blogging. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;How I hated valentines more!&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-5399205710056451934?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5399205710056451934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5399205710056451934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5399205710056451934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5399205710056451934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-point-of-view-of-day-which-people.html' title='My point of view of the day which people fondly call Valentines Day'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2541601398657679214</id><published>2009-01-01T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:57:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is the season with many activities all around. I had spent my Christmas away from home so I didn’t really have an easy communication method. Thanks to all who greeted! I wish everyone a belated Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I usually end my year with a survey which I update annually, but this year I won’t. I find it lifeless.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I am not so socially active these past months. I hadn’t really spoken much about my life lately. I pointed out some reasons before and I will mention it again now:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;1. lack of privacy here in multiply, its getting crowded&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;2. I am busy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;3. lack of interest in blogging&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I would like to summarize my thoughts for 2008&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The world financial crisis is really what is stuck in my mind. Yes, I am affected. I have read some articles about it and billionaires all over the world lost its status. I wonder where their billions are right now! Haha! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;So the global warming still hurts me, you see, it is not very common in places with winter season to have snowfall anymore. Polar bears and penguins are the cutest!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I hate my 107 major! And I just realized that IM people are carefree people, except when it’s near exams because it means deadlines. But on an average class hour, we are as free as a bird!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The pre-twilight craze never got into me until the day I watched the movie itself. It was then that I realize how hooked I was. I read twilight and newmoon already! I am not a reader, mind you! Now I’m reading Midnight Sun!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Life is unpredictable. Period.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o: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/6290201913791202982-2541601398657679214?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2541601398657679214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2541601398657679214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2541601398657679214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2541601398657679214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7287049048832935462</id><published>2008-09-30T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:26:37.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine me and you, i do, i think about you day and night </title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;survey i got from deny, im just sick and bored, i haven't answered a survey for ages! the title is irrelevant, hehe just the lyrics of happy togehter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Who knows the real you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;rose ann&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;2. When was the last time you went out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;to school, about 6hours ago&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;3.If you could kiss anyone who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i dont know? my brother? haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;4 . What song are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;my itunes is off&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;5. Whom does it remind you of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n/a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;6. Last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;in theater? for the first time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;7. Which of your friends live closest to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;karen is closest to me. but she is my cousin/friend.. to be strict, &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. What is your favorite shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i dont have a specific one &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Do you drive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;10. What did you do yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;school still! ate with edlem in chantily, had small talks with friends, had a confusing day! got depressed a lot of times, played crazykart with the 3 but still got sad &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;11. Do you wear contacts or glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;nothing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;12. Do you trust your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i do or i used to? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;13.Who was the last person to call you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*checking my sun* victor&lt;br&gt;*checking my globe* edlem&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;14.What annoys you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;a lot!sunlight, quizzes, gossips, distrust, chaos, when it rains (the parking lot gets muddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Do you want multiple piercing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;no &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;16 . Your favorite song in your player?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;weird but, when you're gone-avril &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;17. Last time you went to the mall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;sunday&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;18 . What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;adobo from Bob's. i know it was lunch time, and now its already 10:30!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;19 . Which of your friends would make the best roommate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i dont know, but i want rose ann, we have never been roommates before, but she's so alert &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/clock.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Last thing you purchased?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;food? my lunch, if it should be a thing, then something from plains and prints&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;21. Last vacation you were in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;japan&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Do people ever spell your name wrongly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;of course! the latest was sir vince!!! he spelled it abbygail? hmp&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;23 . What's the last compliment you received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;aw it was about loyalty&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;24. Who was the last friend you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;edlem?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;25. Which celeb are you eye candying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i cant think of anyone right now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;26. What's next on your wishlist?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;nothing in particular, uh another vacation?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;27. Which band's concert would you want to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;im not a concert lover&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;28. What color are your nails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;wala! i hate the people who pursuaded me to get rid of my nail arts! hmp hmp! you know who you are! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;29. Date down a special day for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;my bday june 7!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. In just one word, describe yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new',courier;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;complicated&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6290201913791202982-7287049048832935462?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7287049048832935462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7287049048832935462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7287049048832935462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7287049048832935462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/09/imagine-me-and-you-i-do-i-think-about.html' title='imagine me and you, i do, i think about you day and night '/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-9140733117383640839</id><published>2008-09-27T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:40:35.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winterbells</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have addiction to gaming nowadays. I play crazy kart with some friends and I super enjoy it! But recently, I received a &lt;a href="http://rhix.multiply.com/journal/item/57/the_bunny_and_the_bells..._?replies_read=1"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;from &lt;a href="http://rhix.multiply.com/"&gt;nong rhix&lt;/a&gt;. It’s another minigame! It is sooooo cute! And very addicting! In fact, I slept 4AM last night(morning) just playing that hypnotizing game! I just can’t stop till I beat my highest score over and over again. Then I forgot who gave me the link but I remembered &lt;a href="http://athennasebua.multiply.com/"&gt;Athenna &lt;/a&gt;commented on it so she was still online, and I asked her. “Sino to gain nag give sang link sang BIRDS AND BELLS nga game?” Unconsciously, I called the rabbit, a bird! Hahaha yeah I was almost loosing my sanity! Their other games are also very cute! Try it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here's the screenshot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SN2cmgoKCDMAAFkhTZ81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SN2cmgoKCDMAAFkhTZ81/sdf.jpg?et=O7Q%2ClyIJ%2B7%2Bpo0xEy8XYdA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Link to the super addicting game(well, at least for me):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Link to the site:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-9140733117383640839?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/9140733117383640839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=9140733117383640839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9140733117383640839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9140733117383640839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/09/winterbells.html' title='winterbells'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4687000656579168130</id><published>2008-09-22T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:38:53.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The people I learnt to love in IM</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;These are the people who made me love my course and enjoy what I have today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;In no particular order&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note: this was written before the crazy incident happened, so I might consider some, inaccurate already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Cherry- my angel, we face troubles in most subjects together. She is my angel sent from heaven! Haha I can often relate most of the queries in problem solving, programming, math, projects, reports etc&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Hernie, the president- we have a love-hate relationship! Haha but still I adore his efforts!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Edlem “karla”- the all in one guy/girl! I just have fun with him anytime anywhere!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Nissi- no words can describe her period just kidding, my malling, eating, lakwatsa-ing companion. We did/do so many things together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Victor- the big but gentleman haha, he is just too caring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt; such a nice friend. So good in CK!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Angelie/ ange- the m*rselle fanatic, one of the firsts that I met in IM, and we shared the constant hatred to our RS prof (Doctor H). I regularly remind her of the vices she needs to avoid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;James “karlo/kimmy”- the latiza fan, my other ck companion, the first person who gave way to let me win in CK!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Anton “Jose”- the photographer, the minesweeper guy, the expert, my games supplier haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Carmela- the mayor, the ever patient mayor of IM3. She was with Akol when I met her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Tina- the hardworking CIS secretary! Good thing I didn’t run for that position!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Amor, the first lady- such a fast texter, she never fails to reply!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Frannie- the constant sun user, my seatmate!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Kate- my reporting buddy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Stephen- my 101 seatmate! My kaagaw in the filename “chua”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Syriel- we spent time pretending to do the 104 together haha just enjoyed the night instead&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Makki- the joker, my eating companion, the one who gives me “kasadyahan” as what he said&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Yanyan- the joker’s other half, my other eating companion&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;By groups&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Gene, lala, paolo- the very kind co1crew members!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Kris jean, dona, jenny, MM- the diligent classmates who answer most of my queries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;My professors&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Dr. Go- my English and Chinese inspiration&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Sir Vince- a prof who acts like a student&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Ms. Bernabe- the very patient and considerate teacher&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Sir kooks- the busy dc &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;PS If you’re not on the list, it doesn’t mean I hate you, it’s just that, the things we shared together isn’t that significant maybe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/6290201913791202982-4687000656579168130?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4687000656579168130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4687000656579168130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4687000656579168130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4687000656579168130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-i-learnt-to-love-in-im.html' title='The people I learnt to love in IM'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5485314167440604319</id><published>2008-08-27T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:53:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAStrip</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;color: red;"&gt;CAS trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Acquaintance Party for &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;ALL&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; of Arts &amp; Sciences...&lt;br&gt; typed by: April&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;August 30, 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;@ &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Soleo&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Beach&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, San Enrique, Neg. Occ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(255, 255, 153) none repeat scroll 0%;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Activities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Oil Wrestling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- Four (4) representative per Club (M/F)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- ROYAL RUMBLE MATCH: Last Man Standing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- Main Objective: to push the opponent out of the given space.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Skim Board Design Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- 3 reps (for the design) per club and 1 male/female representative for the Skim Board modeling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- ONLY PAINT material is allowed to be used in the competition.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- glitters/ brush/ paint - club will provide (Theme: about CAS TRIP)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Criteria:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Relevance to the theme: 25%&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Originality/Peculiarity 25%&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Over-all-impact of Artistry 25%&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SLOGAN 25%&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Over all 100%&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Scavenger Hunt (CASamazing Race)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- 3 reps + club pres&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- each team will face obstacles before they claim the ff. items:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*rock, feather, wood, shell &amp; flag&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- the first team to complete all the tasks given and be able to raise their club flag wins the game.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;COCONOT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- 1rep per club (preferably gay)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- main objective is to shoot the coconut in their club designated rings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- highest pointer within the alloted time (5min) given wins the game.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TREASURE HUNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- open to all sCAvengerS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- Found treasure = prize&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TUG-O-WAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- by the beach&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- 5 to 8 representatives per Club&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;Pending Activity: Beach Soccer....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;for those interested, please inform &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;me, April T. or Carmela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;font-family: Garamond;color: red;"&gt;ASAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. Tickets will available at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; P80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(transportation and entrance, so please bring your own food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Garamond;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br&gt; deadline is until Friday morning only. Please spread the word. According to them, those who will not attend will have a consequence (community work) and your clearance will not be signed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o: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/6290201913791202982-5485314167440604319?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5485314167440604319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5485314167440604319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5485314167440604319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5485314167440604319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/08/castrip.html' title='CAStrip'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3913095574832695116</id><published>2008-08-11T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:14:31.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to whom it may concern again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;To those of you who grabbed my pictures and posted it on your own site, i just want you to know that it is not the best thing to do. It is completely okay with me to share as long as you inform me. I will be glad to spread my photos to you people. But what you are doing is awful. Just a mere comment  or private message here would be appreciated. Don't ever deny what u did did because i recognize my shots 100%. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-weight: bold;"&gt;there are people who asked permission and thank you for doing the right thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&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/6290201913791202982-3913095574832695116?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3913095574832695116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3913095574832695116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3913095574832695116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3913095574832695116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-whom-it-may-concern-again.html' title='to whom it may concern again!'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5067402237972983571</id><published>2008-08-08T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:02:04.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another boring blog u won't care to read   *-^</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;888, said to be the luckiest day in our lifetime. Nothing happened special today. It’s been a while since I last updated. hmmm I think I don’t get the enthusiasm in blogging after a series of unfortunate events. I’ve been struggling to balance everything to put them into their proper places. Stuffs like, project makings, leisure, IM104, leisure, McDo, leisure, CLAW, leisure, finance… see? I prioritize leisure more than anything else. Of course, leisure and Mcdo won’t be out of the picture. That’s where I get my strength.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;Prelim- it was fine, but not enough for me to be the happiest person on the planet. My grades were unsatisfactory in my judgment, a lot of disappointments. I think I need to get over being so paranoid with my grades, but I just can’t. I sometimes loose my sanity. Considering I won’t be able to get laudes anyways, I might as well live the “happy college life” as what many people may call it. Have you ever experienced being on top and afraid to fall again? Being on top gives no room for improvements. I mean the highest level, not just high, like a perfect score for example. And yeah, I degraded.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Life has been rough these past few days. I haven’t been completely okay. Although I don’t have any major problem, I just suffer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;I am very environmentally and economically aware these past few days. I can just feel the effects of ruthless human activities. I felt the earthquake 2:30AM here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);" w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;. And the unstoppable typhoons  making our country a meeting place! I got scared and thought about the end of the world is near. Sue me but that is what I think! Now, the inflation rate, I am so struck by the oil prices! It is so damn high! Need I elaborate that? Everything got high. A thousand peso won’t even fit a week’s allowance for a regular student, unless you are the stingy type who would eat Hansel or cream O for lunch haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;currently watching Beijing Olympics opening on the TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-5067402237972983571?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5067402237972983571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5067402237972983571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5067402237972983571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5067402237972983571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-boring-blog-u-won-care-to-read.html' title='another boring blog u won&amp;#39;t care to read   *-^'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1715686840954790967</id><published>2008-07-11T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:23:17.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tada</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;There is always light after a series of darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, we just need time to realize how bright it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;We must not forever hide in the shadows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;At times, we even need to take one step to see the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;a step means a trial to face and an obscurity that is yet known.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);"&gt;Good day!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-1715686840954790967?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1715686840954790967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1715686840954790967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1715686840954790967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1715686840954790967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/07/tada.html' title='tada'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4097991600771301098</id><published>2008-07-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:55:14.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;Somehow I learnt something from someone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;Money is important&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;Money is not everything, but it is something&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;Money cannot give life, but it can prolong one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;Money cannot give you happiness but it can make you happy, in one way or the other&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;It’s too sarcastic for people to say that money is not important, because it is, in fact, it is causing so much trouble, many people die because of it, let’s just face reality, money rules the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;And there are people who consider money over anything else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7pt;FONT-FAMILY: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;You may say that there are still such things as faith and love, but isn’t it considered equally important now? I am not being mean, I am just being honest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6290201913791202982-4097991600771301098?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4097991600771301098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4097991600771301098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4097991600771301098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4097991600771301098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/07/money.html' title='money'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6783655869970108830</id><published>2008-06-24T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:22:16.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's anguish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&lt;br /&gt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;&lt;br /&gt;font-family: Verdana;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;I can’t believe I am saying this. This is so not me. But, it is soooo hard to forget. The hardest thing to do is to move on. Forgetting is impossible. Memories can be kept forever but grief can be suffered eternally. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&lt;br /&gt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;&lt;br /&gt;font-family: Verdana;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;&lt;br /&gt;font-family: Verdana;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Now I understand why there thousands who commit suicide and metal hospitals are fully-loaded. This is all the information I can give you, forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt;&lt;br /&gt;font-family: Verdana;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-6783655869970108830?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6783655869970108830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6783655869970108830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6783655869970108830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6783655869970108830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-anguish.html' title='life&amp;#39;s anguish'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4739129255535567276</id><published>2008-06-17T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:12:47.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YellowGreen</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;I am 19 OMG, I hate getting older (yearly). As a child, I would love to grow older and I would look forward to every birthday. But things change, another year and I cannot call myself as a teenager. School started and I had a hard time enrolling myself with some circumstances that even I, cannot understand. I am now under the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Arts&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Sciences, not CBA as what I thought would be my family until the day I graduate. I don’t have anything against it but it’s just hard to accept that I will leave the “family” that I considered for two years. I can’t imagine myself wearing green (although I love green better that yellow) during sportfest and u-week. Whatever. I am not that affected with it since I am not so active in college activities now, only in my academic club, which is also in CAS now. Though I had enormous activities with several CBA officers, I am thankful that I’ve experienced being in both colleges. I just loved CBA so much that I loved it more than my course!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;I know that this is super late but I just want to talk about my summer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;When classes were still ongoing, I had a plan to take summer classes to at least entertain myself since holy week was early and I had no conflict with anything. But I changed my mind when I decided to just enjoy summer. I didn’t take summer classes because I thought that I can sill catch up with all my subjects anyways. I won’t be taking up another major for the sake of being relaxed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;Now, I am grateful of my decision since I encountered a lot of amusing times with memorable people. The events might be scattered but all of those little things made it extra special. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I won’t disregard this meticulous summer for the rest of my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); " class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: purple; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;This blog entry has the purpose solely to post something. I ran out of ideas, forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-4739129255535567276?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4739129255535567276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4739129255535567276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4739129255535567276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4739129255535567276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/06/yellowgreen.html' title='YellowGreen'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3266603037493368915</id><published>2008-05-11T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:07:03.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under two circumstances </title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have been a stagnant blogger i.am.sorry &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But does anyone care? I prefer to just post photos and add some explanations along with the album. It’s more entertaining, I suppose? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have been busy manning our family business and recently, the summer splash preparation. Had several meetings in McDonalds about the event. I purposely didn’t go on the day for the reason that I hate sunlight. I am not a vampire, don’t get me wrong. I just hate it. I already have uneven skin tone. What more can I ask for? Hahaha and i have skin asthma that cause my skin to really look bad &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And besides, the summer splash was for the summerians and I am NOT one of them. I am just working for the club, CIS. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My summer is kinda complete already, but I received another problem, choosing between school or another vacation. So hard to choose! I can’t really decide up to now! The vacation is like, my birthday gift, exactly starts on my birthday, but it will end the 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of June, it means that I will be absent for the first 3 or 4 days because school starts on the 9th. How tough huh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;If I was my old ME, I would definitely opt school, no question with that… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But I’ve change, I am now a different student and my point of view is different, thanks to La Salle and my course, I can be carefree haha if you know what I mean, if not, go figure. I have been blabbing about this in my previous entries.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But but, I still worry a little for being absent, I am not totally happy-go-lucky yet. I hope soon..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I just can’t choose, but I need a decision, ASAP!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;School is not cool &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-3266603037493368915?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3266603037493368915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3266603037493368915&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3266603037493368915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3266603037493368915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/05/under-two-circumstances.html' title='Under two circumstances '/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5854706590146626554</id><published>2008-04-25T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:37:46.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged-april</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;RULES of engagement:: &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Remove one (1) questions from below, and ad&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight (8) people in your list. List them out at the end of the post.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;1. What is / are your current thought / s?&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;uhh i want to watch movies! but there are limited in bacolod's theaters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i want to meet kris aquino, still&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i hate the fact that it will be just a little mo&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;re than a month till classes start again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;2.  What color do you like the most&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;there are a lot, but the mo&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;st, is pink &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;3. Have you ever sh&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oplifted?&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i cant remember any instance&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;4. Where would you like to g&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o to the most?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Angkor Wat, Cambodia&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBHzoAoKCDMAAGXkp681"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 202px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBHzoAoKCDMAAGXkp681/bot_Angkor-Wat-sunset_lg.jpg?et=VncIekBgrwAzprFOws%2BHag&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Colosseum, Italy&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBHzoAoKCDMAAGXkp681"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBH0LgoKCDMAAHXWAW41"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 204px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBH0LgoKCDMAAHXWAW41/Exterior-of-the-Coliseum.jpg?et=UtQkrmzFq8PjAumQASXZJg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;^^^^ some of my favorites ^^^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;5. What is your guilty pleasure?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;The are a lot! Mcdo, Movies, Internet, watching gossip girl, basketball, arcade etc etc&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;6. When you encounter a sad moment, what do you do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i cry most of the time, but if crying is too much, i stare blankly at things&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;7. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;TRAVEL! shop, franchise Mcdo haha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; buy lots of LV's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;then the rest will be put in stocks or time deposit&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;8. What do you love the most  about last year, 2007?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;uhhhh Taiwan!  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;9. List 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;we think alike ( i dont know now), we both LOVE mcdo, and she is a good writer/cousin/shopping partner/ ka-chika and so on :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;10. How do you cope with boredom?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;i sleep, internet, chat, watch movies/series, talk,  txt, shop, go out malling, hang-out in mcdo&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://najcore.multiply.com/item/105/the_O7"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;11. What kind of person do you hate the most?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;unreliable people&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;12. What is your ambition?&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;someone asked me that about 3 days ago, and he made me thought about it for a while, cause i dont have any! haha so i think, to be happy in whatever field i enter (what a safe answer haha)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;13. If you have one wish, what would you wish for?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;haha so i am supposed to answer what jo-ann answered here, to have more wishes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;see? we have great minds, we think alike haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;so if only one wish, that would be all things will be the way i want them to be hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;14. Given a chance to join a reality show, which one would you join?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i just love watching them but i never thought of entering one haha... i'd rather go for the local ones like PBB, i am not gifted to enter PDA haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;15. Name one body part you have for which most people gives you compliments?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;for now, nails haha they're just way too "artihan" i know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;but before hair or cheekbones &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/note.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;16. It is already 2008, do you have any new year's resolution?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i dont have hahaha, i even forgot what was the last i made&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;17. What do you look forward in 200&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i hate school i only love vacation! so i can only think of korea and other little things that i cant think about for now&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. If you get to live someone else's life for a day, who's life would you want to live? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;any famous celebrity will do &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;19. When you die, what is it you'd like to be remembered for:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;being a caring and helpful person, i may be caring, but not helpful enough haha, just in me dreams! or at least, i help some!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. What are you longing for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;I want to visit iloilo asap! i havent had enough vacation yet! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i still want to enjoy my summer by being with long time friends and spending time in an arcade or amusement parks will be better&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" align="center"&gt;i am tooo bored&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tag anyone who wants to answer these 20 questions, minus the 20th hehe i just dont want to force you, coz u might be busy or anything  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/clock.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&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/6290201913791202982-5854706590146626554?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5854706590146626554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5854706590146626554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5854706590146626554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5854706590146626554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-april.html' title='tagged-april'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5990369542989498506</id><published>2008-04-22T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:21:43.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my evil twin</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Did u ever had someone plagiarize anything from your site? Like a quote, picture or anything. Now in my case, my chinese name is being copied by someone. He maybe thinks its  joke or its something nice to use. So devastating!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I’ve had encounters like this before but I didn’t tackle it publicly, so now I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; emerge. I was viewing friendster tirelessly when I got to read an update from a contact. I am not usually minding those but this time, it caught my attention because it was written in Chinese. I thought it was a shout out and I read it and to my shock the name of the person was “lester &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我是蔡爱萍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;”! Imagine my astonishment when I read that! To my non-chinese friends his name says, “lester I am Cai Ai Ping” and Cai Ai Ping is my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SA3mFAoKCDMAABf4LJQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA3mFAoKCDMAABf4LJQ1/lester2.jpg?et=5fKhtrNpmhstCkuC0dgM9w&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; He is pilfering my name! It is very ovious that he is not chinese and he is a guy copying a girl's name. How dare him! And I don’t understand the purpose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;why he did that! I don’t know him personally so I don’t mind messaging him because he may be a bad person or what. I can’t remember who he is so maybe I approved his friend request long ago. Because I don’t approve friend request from people I don’t know now. I know I should have an action, but I have no plans yet. Here is his profile.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SA3liQoKCDMAAB7zXzE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA3liQoKCDMAAB7zXzE1/lester.jpg?et=MSNGnQuXNOiJT2PjGGGRAg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-5990369542989498506?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5990369542989498506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5990369542989498506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5990369542989498506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5990369542989498506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-evil-twin.html' title='my evil twin'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3808636500046247051</id><published>2008-04-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:21:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nail art- summer love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just want to share my current obssession &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;I am so addicted to nail art that I just can’t get enough of it. It first started when I saw some super cute nail pictures from the net. Then I bought some from Face Shop, since they’re the only ones who sell nail art stickers here in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. Then I loved dressing-up my nails all the time. I just buy them everywhere I can. I got excited when we were going to &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; since I believe it really originated there. So I really bought a lot and stocked it here, enough for myself of course. Although i also bought some from Skin Food, Dashing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Diva from the Beauty Bar and Elianto. I do my own nails so some processes of nail art, like the custom painting won’t work for me because I can’t do it with my own nails, although I bought some nail art pens also. It would usually last for 1-3 weeks, depending on how careful I am. But normally, I will change it every 2 weeks. It will take me as short as 2hrs and as long as 6hrs to finish my nails. My nails attract a lot of attention mind you, and I am afraid the sooner or later, it won’t be as unique as it is now. Copycats as what you might call them. Here is my current nail-art. I don’t capture everything, because either I don’t bother, I don’t like it or I just don’t have time to take a photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SATU-QoKCDMAAEYX8a81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SATU-QoKCDMAAEYX8a81/DSC05105.JPG?et=U88cA4qvtiVqnUO727Ww%2BA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Well, I really started doing this even before summer but I just want to feature it this summer hehe…. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Summer is here and I’ve got practically nothing to do. I am done with my vacations, only &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Iloilo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; awaits me. I planned to have summer class but I didn’t push it through. Now I am stuck. I might as well entertain myself with malls and chat and text and some chatting and a little pampering like hitting the salon or spa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;I love summer as a free time, a vacation time or whatever you want to call it, but I don’t like it as a season. It is a very HOT one! I only enjoy summer when I go abroad since northern countries have lower temperature when its summer here. I love being in cool places. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;I hated Tagaytay because it was too hot when we got there. I even had my skin burnt! Very disappointing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I love Christmas weather better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br&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/6290201913791202982-3808636500046247051?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3808636500046247051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3808636500046247051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3808636500046247051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3808636500046247051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/04/nail-art-summer-love.html' title='nail art- summer love'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6781803902335936861</id><published>2008-03-11T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:38:22.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is nursing the only course on the planet?</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;Ok so whenever someone will ask you, “What’s your course?” the question is always followed by “Nursing?” Why is it a must to go to other countries? Why not be rich in the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; instead? Hehe I know it’s a little harder, but be patriotic! Haha I have been asked by that question a million times! So that’s exaggerating, I am sorry. I really hate science, especially in high school, all those biology, chemistry and physics classes make me sick! It’s the last course I will take, mind you. I’d rather have a 2-year course. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;I can’t figure out why everyone is into nursing. Even the financially capable people I know are in nursing. I know a handful of heirs that are in nursing or are nurses. What will happen to their businesses? Considering some of them are only child. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;Even doctors would leave their profession and switch to nursing? What’s happening to the world today? I am currently happy with my computer related course. It can also bring me to places like, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, Hong Kong or &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. But I’d rather stay here, or I might think about it… hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-6781803902335936861?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6781803902335936861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6781803902335936861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6781803902335936861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6781803902335936861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-nursing-only-course-on-planet.html' title='Is nursing the only course on the planet?'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8859219593739373304</id><published>2008-03-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:55:14.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ronald and my desktop</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am really really really sad. My hard drive crashed 2 days ago. I just can’t live without me desktop! I don’t like using the laptop. In fact, I can’t do my normal errands without my desktop. I can’t do my IM101 program without it. WHY?!?! Of all the things to be broken, why my HD? I want it  back!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;For the past 10 days, I’ve been hanging out at mcdonald’s lacson. I’ve been present everyday. My usual visit includes mcflurry or cappuccino at mccafe. I am really a mcdo lover ever since I can remember. This just proves my loyalty. I have known many people at Mcdo, including the staff, managers and customers (mcdo addicts like me) hahha… I have appreciated  and hated some managers, but i still love mcdo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I have a big problem for the coming weeks, I will be absent for 4 days. It will greatly affect my exemptions and worst, my grades. I don’t really mind being absent, but not before the exams! Hai I just can trade my studies for pleasure, so bad of me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-8859219593739373304?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8859219593739373304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8859219593739373304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8859219593739373304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8859219593739373304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/03/ronald-and-my-desktop.html' title='ronald and my desktop'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3860585702632822318</id><published>2008-02-15T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:02:22.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mansion</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes having a good life can really be scary. You don’t know how the future lies ahead. Life is never certain; it’s just like a rollercoaster ride. I’ve watch MMK which starred KC and I was really struck of what happened to her. Its good to have a rags to riches experience, where everything good lies ahead of you, but riches to rags is different. It’s like falling down from a building 50-storey building and you are not sure who will catch you, or if anyone ever will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Being famous or rich can give you friends or may I say, plastic friends, but if ever you’ll loose everything, this “friends” will be strangers. You thought you can count on them before as much as they can count on you, but having nothing will eventually make them disappear little by little. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;I was really touched by the story. I just can’t imagine the girl (KC) to be obliged to learn everything in a snap. It’s far easier to learn how to be pampered than to learn how to work. I’ve heard several situations like this in real life and it also worries me of how that person can move on, with all the spoiling he/she has been used to. It really bothers me and I really pity those people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;                But as the story ended, life is not measured with money; it’s with happiness and being with your loved ones. And the title was Mansion so I also entitled my post by it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-3860585702632822318?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3860585702632822318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3860585702632822318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3860585702632822318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3860585702632822318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/02/mansion.html' title='Mansion'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8480768761187484808</id><published>2008-02-14T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:15:34.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing race asia 2</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Okay, so ever heard of Amazing Race Asia season 2 with Mark and Rovilson representing the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? You must have! Its like, the talk of the town these past few days. They’ve been like the best team in Amazing Race history. Winning 8/12 legs, imagine that? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Refer to their site: &lt;a href="http://amazing-race-asia.axn-asia.com/season2/"&gt;http://amazing-race-asia.axn-asia.com/season2/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I was eating my Valentine dinner earlier when I heard that they lost from the Singaporians! I didn’t want to believe because M and R are really AMAZING. I said I would come home before 9 so that I could watch it on AXN. I don’t like to know the results unless I watch it, especially when its bad news. But they really ended up 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; placers! OMG!&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I just can’t accept the fact that they were really leading and one roadblock changed their fate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-8480768761187484808?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8480768761187484808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8480768761187484808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8480768761187484808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8480768761187484808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/02/amazing-race-asia-2.html' title='amazing race asia 2'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8753628269247579917</id><published>2008-02-05T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:46:46.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>java java java</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Life now seems busy. Ok it’s not the typical IM student, but believe me, we are. Seminars are to be attended. Programs are to be compiled. I don’t have problem with that, I was used to being busy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I’m currently obsessed with nail art. So fun!  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;v is not my nail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R6hfRAoKCDMAABraPhw1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 78px; height: 101px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6hfRAoKCDMAABraPhw1/nail.jpg?et=LFJ8keUlVxqe8by5aslLLQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I encountered 3 accidents on my way home today. All in one street, Lacson. Is it bad luck or what?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ALVINC%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I’ve been entertained by fishes in lagoon lately. I’ve been a frequent visitor of the lagoon, can you believe it? Buying a 5php popcorn or a 20php fish food and feeding the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tilapias&lt;/span&gt; in lagoon makes me happy in a way. It calms my stressful day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And and bacolaodiat (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;’s celecration of chinese new year), is on Thursday already. We will get to parade for lasalle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-8753628269247579917?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8753628269247579917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8753628269247579917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8753628269247579917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8753628269247579917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/02/java-java-java.html' title='java java java'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3233161965741499243</id><published>2008-01-21T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:48:07.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging bags are falling down</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;When I got into my room last Saturday, I was puzzled when I saw a mountainous figure from the dark. I got home late, obviously, so my room was dark. I hurriedly turned the lights on while thinking, “Why is there an ukay-ukay in my room?” When the lights were on, I saw my bag hanger broke and fell down. The middle part cracked because its over-weight. So, here’s the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R5STGwoKCDMAAF6p-Oc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R5STGwoKCDMAAF6p-Oc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R5STGwoKCDMAAF6p-Oc1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 184px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R5STGwoKCDMAAF6p-Oc1/DSC03288.JPG?et=IEN8dtOb3Z0tDNjviArnjA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So you see Winnie the Pooh hanging? Haha. And I needed some help in fixing it. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R5SThQoKCDMAAG@6YQ41"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 175px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R5SThQoKCDMAAG@6YQ41/DSC03291.JPG?et=fyhoBzlVtZzQZxcSeGjnTg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Today is the start of our University Sportsfest. And, today is the only day that I will get to enjoy the events but I am sick. I still went to school and watched cheering, bbal game and practiced our speech choir. As usual, CBA lost in cheering, no surprise. BUT we won the basketball game against &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceType w:st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; of &lt;st1:PlaceName w:st="on"&gt;Arts&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Sciences. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Being sick now is really a big problem for me. I will be away tomorrow but I am sill, how good is that? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/camera.png"&gt; How can I enjoy? How can I enjoy a place with a very low temperature when I have colds? Arghhh I won’t be updating until Monday of next week. But maybe I can sneak sometime to be online if I find somewhere to log in. I will miss being online. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/email.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-3233161965741499243?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3233161965741499243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3233161965741499243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3233161965741499243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3233161965741499243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/01/hanging-bags-are-falling-down.html' title='hanging bags are falling down'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6806636981274448342</id><published>2008-01-17T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T01:21:47.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilang-ilang</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Lately, I’ve been very busy&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cup.png"&gt; and depressed&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png"&gt; about so many things, mostly schoolworks. I get very pressured&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/clock.png"&gt; on sportsfest, not that I’m into sports, but because I am leaving so I w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ill have absences for about a week. I am trying my best to give patch up things by sponsoring something for the College of Business and Accountancy, as per requested by my professor, but there are some prof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;essors who can’t do away with that and they would really check. So I have some mischief, like sponsoring for another event so that our Mayor (class president) will check my attendance for the whole week, without being there at all. She requested me again, so why should I put her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;down? Talking about a future progressive &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, with this kind of citizens? I know it is wrong; I ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;st can’t afford to miss so many points for a week. I will be leaving for a while with my family.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/camera.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have so many requirements lately. One is to interview a parish priest. It is for our Religion 4. So we ended up taking a video of our interviewee because we can’t catch up with his answers. We’re supposed to just take down notes, so now we justt have to type everything he said in th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R49wyAoKCDMAACmG@QQ1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 196px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R49wyAoKCDMAACmG@QQ1/DSC03274.JPG?et=Ni0rGghARKzuuX5nQ8OQ8A&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R49-PAoKCDMAAFX2Gkc1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 195px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R49-PAoKCDMAAFX2Gkc1/DSC03282.JPG?et=ODK0O74ic3ez1HdPrRDxHA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R49wyAoKCDMAACmG@QQ1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R49vjwoKCDMAAAYQIIk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R49-PAoKCDMAAFX2Gkc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R4@H6QoKCDMAAEjEum41"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 194px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R4@H6QoKCDMAAEjEum41/DSC03281.JPG?et=SvoB00ZDNcpre3cLffBYog&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R49vjwoKCDMAAAYQIIk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;While making it, I was too bored and too irritated that I went out of my room and I saw the ilang-ilang tree. It was blossoming so I took a flower and played with it while Nissi was typing our interview report. Look what I’ve done. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R4@I5woKCDMAAGjsBKA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R4@I5woKCDMAAGjsBKA1/DSC03285.JPG?et=HXo8XwEbaWj%2C7w3Kj1corg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-6806636981274448342?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6806636981274448342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6806636981274448342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6806636981274448342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6806636981274448342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/01/ilang-ilang.html' title='ilang-ilang'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7700021598611670927</id><published>2008-01-10T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:03:54.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking about blogging here in multiply</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Because of the population of multiply getting bigger, I'm thinking of making another blog, or stop cross-posting my blogger account here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I need privacy. And I don't feel at ease telling it to some strangers. I maybe mean to you, sorry but i just have to do this soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&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/6290201913791202982-7700021598611670927?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7700021598611670927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7700021598611670927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7700021598611670927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7700021598611670927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/01/thinking-about-blogging-here-in.html' title='thinking about blogging here in multiply'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4461113225187212552</id><published>2008-01-10T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:55:24.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a random thought from me ^-^</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I was so addicted to spring waltz for a few days that I chose it over malling, but it was just for a couple of days, then my life went back to normal. Phew! Another stressful week, it is my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; week in school for 2008 and a lot of revelations happened. Some of my grades came out, but I’m not so affected with it, some are good, some are so-so. I want to watch a lot of movies! I already watch National treasure, SSS, and shake rattle and roll. SRR was so ugly! Hehe Nat’l treasure was good, but I still want to watch I am legend. I have mixed emotions right now, that includes hunger. I just want to enjoy life. I will be having a leave on the sportsfest so I won’t be here to “cheer” for college of business and accountancy. I am not sad at all, in fact I’m happy. I will update you soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;OK so I’m in my secretive side again, those ^ were just something to distract my attention. I won’t say what happened, again, but I will tell you what I feel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I feel so sad. I am not heart-broken, don’t get me wrong. I am just confused of my surroundings. Why am I in this situation? What did I do? I am not either on a cat fight. I have scattered thoughts, sorry for saying nonsense things. I also feel this problem is nonsense. I think tomorrow is a Saturday, not a Friday, I hate going to school with so much burden. I must be happy right? Ok so I’m not really sane right now. I just want to write down my scattered thoughts. Haaaay( (this word is getting useful in times of need)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I have wasted too much on this. My life is not to be ruined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-4461113225187212552?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4461113225187212552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4461113225187212552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4461113225187212552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4461113225187212552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-thought-from-me.html' title='a random thought from me ^-^'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8784539273094845122</id><published>2008-01-05T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T09:47:46.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year 2008</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;    I was thinking to write my year end review now, as I always do, but I just can’t. I’m too lazy to collect my thoughts and put it in one essay. Or I may not want to recall the bad memories at all or maybe I have noticed that the multiply crowd is getting bigger and I am shy or I find it too confidential to announce it in public. But if ever I will have the mood of writing, I will soon. For now, I have this survey from last year to be filled up again. I want to see how much I changed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;If you could give just one word for '07 what would it be?&lt;br&gt; ~* dramatic&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. What are your favorite memories of '07?&lt;br&gt; ~* trips, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, eating around, laughs, so many&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3. From 1-10 how would you rate this year?&lt;br&gt; ~* since I rated 2006 “6”, now I’m rating 2007 a “9”!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4. If you could change one thing about '06 what would it be?&lt;br&gt; ~* HAY so hard to think since I have a lot of things in mind! But I want to keep things the way they are, I just have to move on.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 5. If you could rewind back to one moment in 2007, what would it be?&lt;br&gt; ~* &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;! I just miss it soo much now!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FRIENDS:&lt;br&gt; 1. Did you make any new friends?&lt;br&gt; ~* &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A LOT!!!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. Do you think any of your friends have changed?&lt;br&gt; ~* yeah definitely, and I find it hard to handle the change&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3. Do you still have the same friends you had in the beginning of the year?&lt;br&gt; ~* yeah, but added a lot&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4. Who would you say was your best friend overall this year?&lt;br&gt; ~* um its kinda half rose ann for the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;-6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; month and nissi for the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;-12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; month&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 5. Who are your CLOSEST friends?&lt;br&gt; ~* nissi and rose ann&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; LIFE:&lt;br&gt; 1. Do you have any regrets for this year?&lt;br&gt; ~* yes but I’ve learnt from it&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. Has a lot changed in your life?&lt;br&gt; ~* definitely! One of the most unforgettable year ever!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3. Do you think you have changed?&lt;br&gt; ~* yeah I guess&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4. Do you have a New Year’s resolution? What is it?&lt;br&gt; ~* I normally don’t, but now I want to make one. I want to be more carefree of the things and people around me, not to have too much attachment. I want to be more independent.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; RELATIONSHIPS:&lt;br&gt; 1. Have you had any heartbreaks this year?&lt;br&gt; ~* yeah, because I just feel sad of leaving all my NFF in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; that I cried, several times&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. Did you break any?&lt;br&gt; ~* haha &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; IN 2006, HAVE YOU:&lt;br&gt; [ ] Kissed anyone&lt;br&gt; [x] Hugged anyone&lt;br&gt; [x] Been out of state&lt;br&gt; [x] Gone on vacation&lt;br&gt; [ ] Failed a class&lt;br&gt; [ ] Been camping&lt;br&gt; [ ]Ridden a roller coaster&lt;br&gt; [ ] Gone snow boarding&lt;br&gt; [ ] Played laser tag&lt;br&gt; [x] Been out of the country&lt;br&gt; [x] Laughed so hard it hurt&lt;br&gt; [ ] Had surgery&lt;br&gt; [ ] Been to a bonfire&lt;br&gt; [ ] Made smores&lt;br&gt; [ ] Went tanning&lt;br&gt; [x] Made a mistake&lt;br&gt; [x] Prank called anyone&lt;br&gt; [ ]Dyed your hair&lt;br&gt; [x] Chopped off a lot of your hair&lt;br&gt; [ ] Broken any bones&lt;br&gt; [ ] Been in a physical fight&lt;br&gt; [x] Played hide and seek&lt;br&gt; [x] Been to a funeral&lt;br&gt; [x] Said something to someone you wish you could take back&lt;br&gt; [&gt; ] Been to the circus (almost!) HAHA&lt;br&gt; [x] Shot a gun&lt;br&gt; [ ] Passed out&lt;br&gt; [x] Played a sport&lt;br&gt; [x] Been to the hospital&lt;br&gt; [ ] Been panted&lt;br&gt; [x] Lost your voice&lt;br&gt; [x] Gone to the zoo&lt;br&gt; [x] Gone shopping&lt;br&gt; [x] Cooked your own food&lt;br&gt; [ ] played paintball&lt;br&gt; [ ] Gone mudding&lt;br&gt; [ ] Painted a room&lt;br&gt; [ ] Lost weight&lt;br&gt; [ ] Gone four wheeling&lt;br&gt; [x] Lost someone important to you&lt;br&gt; [x] Slept for over 12 hours&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Resolutions...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Exercise more?&lt;br&gt; ~* will try? haha&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Get a better job?&lt;br&gt; ~* not yet there, better in school maybe&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Go to school/college?&lt;br&gt; ~* in college&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Quit smoking?&lt;br&gt; ~* NEVER smoked&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Quit Drinking?&lt;br&gt; ~* I don’t drink&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Have any other resolution? Or No resolution?&lt;br&gt; ~* as I’ve said earlier&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Are you going to Get married?&lt;br&gt; ~* Not yet&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Have a baby?&lt;br&gt; ~* neither&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buy a house?&lt;br&gt; ~* a doll house?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Move out on your own?&lt;br&gt; ~* no&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Graduate from school?&lt;br&gt; ~* not yet&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; See your child graduate&lt;br&gt; ~* not yet&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Any other major things going on?&lt;br&gt; ~* hummm&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And Lastly...&lt;br&gt; Do you have any hopes for 2008?&lt;br&gt; ~* yeah&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; What are they?&lt;br&gt; ~* this is an urgent wish, I hope my absence in the sportfest wont affect anything! I will be absent for 4 days, so giving me only one day to be I present in the attendance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope I will for get the nightmares and I will enjoy my life in 2007.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope to meet new people&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope to have a reunion with my HS friends in Christmas of 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope to get closer to my college classmates, cause we are not that much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope to have another place to stroll, I getting tired of rob and sm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope to have a smooth life in my course, IM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope to meet good friends&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope good healthy for everyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope a lower gasoline price&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6290201913791202982-8784539273094845122?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8784539273094845122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8784539273094845122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8784539273094845122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8784539273094845122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-2008.html' title='New year 2008'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3299889218357821950</id><published>2007-12-16T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T16:02:34.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i have and what i want for christmas</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I am thankful for Christmas of 2007&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My 512 hard disk is coming! Yehey!&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An ODM spin watch, a gift from my achi. (I’ve been eyeing ODM since summer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Nike Merge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A vacation on Christmas break, but I don’t want &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bohol&lt;/st1:place&gt;! I hate the heat of the sun! But, that would be ok for now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a 4 day week-end ;;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A visit to &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Iloilo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, haven’t been there since October! I miss Kevin!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                    &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Still my 2007 desires&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A day in the spa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A trip to &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Korea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Longer Christmas break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new Sony T200. I like the smile shutter function! I’m not satisfied with my T100 anymore &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;::(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or a bigger tripod&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A pink bean bag &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A bigger closet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A trip to &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, but I’m too busy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A get together with my high school classmates!&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To meet Kris Aquino&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To watch more movies, again, no time for that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A hilux (purple) or a strada (red) haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A peaceful Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something memorable to end this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/6290201913791202982-3299889218357821950?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3299889218357821950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3299889218357821950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3299889218357821950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3299889218357821950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-i-have-and-what-i-want-for.html' title='what i have and what i want for christmas'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-9188887274943034554</id><published>2007-12-08T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:52:10.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight ahead, instead of turning back</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Whew no updates for a long time! I’ve been quite confused the last time I posted something. My life changed dramatically! I maybe wanted to settle things up before posting anything here. Well, the change that I’m saying is quite confidential and I cannot tell you the story maybe that’s why I wasn’t able to say anything. All I know now is that I am already happy, or sort of. I may not feel what I was experiencing before, but this is a change. I may not say that this is better; all I know is that this is something different. You may wonder what am I saying but I just can’t say it here. I have just moved on. I just felt how college life really means. It is sad. I sometimes still think of the past, I think of it that I was happier back then. But I also realized that sometimes I am happier now. I just haven’t adjusted a hundred percent, only eighty percent I guess. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Here are some of the changes that are not really of being in college, but jut changes in me. We speak English in class, most of the time, and it is getting contagious that everyone in the classroom follows it. I am now disorganized. I don’t plan. I don’t expect. I don’t think of what will happen next (although sometimes I still do). I don’t worry too much on things anymore. I’ve really learnt how to be a happy-go-lucky person. Life is short, and I’m regretting every minute that I’ve wasted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o: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/6290201913791202982-9188887274943034554?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/9188887274943034554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=9188887274943034554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9188887274943034554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9188887274943034554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/12/straight-ahead-instead-of-turning-back.html' title='Straight ahead, instead of turning back'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7112173801893173836</id><published>2007-11-12T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:55:50.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink cow vs blue-eared elephant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@TAoKCq0AAFywEMs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@dwoKCq0AAGBzPTk1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had a previous post that featured my elephant-mouse-wrist-rest which was being killed by my friends right? So now I'm teeling you about my new pet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/dog.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I bought a pink cow to replace my old wrist support! I just loved my old one but it can't extend its life and it might burst in the end! The elephant was from Singapore and has glow-in-the-dark figures inside. Its about a year and 6 months old. My new pet is painted white and pink. weird, but it really is. It doesn't say anything about the manufacturer so I suppose its from China. Here are their pictures.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@TAoKCq0AAFywEMs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@dwoKCq0AAGBzPTk1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@TAoKCq0AAFywEMs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 237px; height: 186px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rzg@TAoKCq0AAFywEMs1/DSCF1239.JPG?et=cWLJy4EbElRXfVwrAQ9l6w" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@TAoKCq0AAFywEMs1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rzg@dwoKCq0AAGBzPTk1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 238px; height: 177px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rzg@dwoKCq0AAGBzPTk1/DSC02176.JPG?et=36ZO9REJmp40q%2CzBLoXm%2BQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&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/6290201913791202982-7112173801893173836?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7112173801893173836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7112173801893173836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7112173801893173836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7112173801893173836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/11/pink-cow-vs-blue-eared-elephant.html' title='pink cow vs blue-eared elephant'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1131053724062873896</id><published>2007-11-10T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:04:37.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my upcoming empty christmas</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I was about to enter the house at 6pm, I felt the cool breeze of December air. I said to myself, OMG Christmas is coming, and I’m not even happy. In fact, I am lonely. It is very hard to think of great things when I’m stuck with an unsolved dilemma! *sighs* Normally, I would enjoy the feeling of Christmas time from October-November but December isn’t really a happy-time. Too much celebration makes me sick! I love the preparation for Christmas, and only the preparation itself. I even get excited when I hear Christmas songs being played in department stores as early as October.  Having Christmas break also gives me the reason to smile, and that’s about it.It is also the time when I get to see people whom I rarely see, people who are close to my heart but unfortunately not available in other times of the year. It is weird but I always get the feeling of loneliness when it’s Christmas day already. I know it’s not all about gift-giving and Christmas parties which usually makes people, especially children, blissful. It’s more on the meaning of this celebration that makes sense. &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/6290201913791202982-1131053724062873896?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1131053724062873896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1131053724062873896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1131053724062873896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1131053724062873896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-upcoming-empty-christmas.html' title='my upcoming empty christmas'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4488215214918503623</id><published>2007-11-07T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:24:06.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd sem profs</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;    As of now, I have amazing professors, contrary to last sem’s! I have Mr. Daquila in Marketing, the past teacher or the BABA which they say gives high grades with less effort! Then Mrs. And for Bmath3 and Math6! Yes, same teacher, and she gives additional points for answering her riddles! How cool is that? For Religion4, I have Mr. Tag-at again! I just love him in Religion1! I got 98 without sweat contrary to Mrs Hilado in Religion3 where I got 80 when in fact, I studied Religion the hardest! For Computer Application 2, I’m under Mr. Pahilanag again! As I’ve said in my previous post way back, he is a graduate in Tay Tung and I was under him for IT1. And the last, Dr. Lily Go, an alumna of Tay Tung again. My dad’s batchmate in Tay Tung. I don’t know how is she when it comes to giving of grades, but I’m hoping for the best!&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-4488215214918503623?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4488215214918503623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4488215214918503623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4488215214918503623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4488215214918503623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/11/2nd-sem-profs.html' title='2nd sem profs'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3607868841369368441</id><published>2007-11-05T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:06:59.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye freetime :'(</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I went to two parties last night! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Katrine, Jo-ann and I had our make up done at headship. We were running late! I went home and changed first so I was also the first one to arrive at the venue. I was waiting for them in my car when a guy tried to open my door! I was shocked! Good thing the door was locked! My heart was pumping! I was there for about 30 minutes when they finally came. Spent 2 hours in Justine’s Party when I finally decided to drop by Kristin’s party. So I did. And came there came peter, he was ready to go back to Business Inn because he promised her that he would catch up. I just spent about 5-10 minutes there. Then went back and decided to go to McDonalds, as what we usually do after a party, with all those make-up on! It just completes my day! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I feel so sad right now! I really do! It’s the last day of semestral break and I feel so incomplete. Although I did many things, I still feel lonely! I think I had enough vacation but still! I’m not looking forward to anything so I don’t know! I really want to cry! This is very sad.&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-3607868841369368441?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3607868841369368441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3607868841369368441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3607868841369368441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3607868841369368441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye-freetime.html' title='goodbye freetime :&amp;#39;('/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8110848715717094389</id><published>2007-10-29T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:10:30.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by naj (desktop)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tagged by&lt;a href="http://najcore.multiply.com/"&gt; naj&lt;/a&gt; but I just got back so my reply is late.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the desktop wallpaper&lt;/span&gt; - i just want it to be simple. or it really depends on my mood. it is made from photoshop. Usually, my wallpaper is inspired by my current favorite color. Although green and pink is not my color now, I just have no time to change it. Or I just don't mind changing it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;the icons&lt;/span&gt; - uh i'm a short-cut personm so I use my desktop icons a lot. Although some icons there are not used often. I hardly click start haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;now playing&lt;/span&gt; - Orninoco FLow by Enya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;desktop theme&lt;/span&gt; - you might find this weird! i have a thick taskbar! Opposite to naj's haha. i just need to see everything i do at one glance. And I'm multitasking so it is very important for me!&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;i tag- &lt;a href="http://rosepric.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://najjems.multiply.com/"&gt;sabrina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://21knots.blogspot.com/"&gt;KM&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://katianaval.multiply.com/"&gt;Katia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://korinatanyu.multiply.com/"&gt;Korina&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chajoylo.multiply.com/"&gt;charisse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Desktop Free View instructions are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;    A. Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    You can do a screen capture by:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    [1] Going to your desktop and pressing the Print Scrn key (located on the right side of the F12 key).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    [2] Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    [3] If you wish, you can “edit” the image, before saving it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    B. Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    C. Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop as well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    D. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add your name to this list of Free Viewers with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-8110848715717094389?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8110848715717094389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8110848715717094389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8110848715717094389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8110848715717094389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged-by-naj-desktop.html' title='tagged by naj (desktop)'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1378575719393035443</id><published>2007-10-21T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:47:25.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sunday night</title><content type='html'>I'm back for half a day and I'll be leaving for manila tomorrow morning. I can't believe it! I left my camera so don't have much pictures from Cebu, I just used my dad's digi for a few shots and some are photos taken from my phone (which doesn't have a flash nor a zoom). So expect that I wont be online for a few days hehe.  &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/6290201913791202982-1378575719393035443?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1378575719393035443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1378575719393035443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1378575719393035443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1378575719393035443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-night.html' title='a sunday night'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7105088421778127780</id><published>2007-10-15T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:07:06.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam exam exam</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I don’t know what to feel, really. I just can’t wait for the semester to end yet I am not prepared for it either. Haven’t studied anything for tomorrow’s exam! I just don’t feel like studying because it will be the last! And I think I just don’t know how to start! Phew! I had a busy weekend for the pajama debut of Karen and I just needed some sleep so I slept nearly the whole Sunday. My sembreak is so full! I have to leave the day after my exam, which is on Wednesday for the temple event in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Cebu&lt;/st1:place&gt;. So I’ll be away from Thursday to Sunday. Then I’ll be leaving for manila again on Monday, Oct 22 until Oct 29. And then November 1, one of the much awaited get together of my HS friends. I have some one debut party on Nov 3, and 2 parties on Nov 4! Talking about a hectic schedule! And the enrollment! I will not be here! OMG&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-7105088421778127780?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7105088421778127780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7105088421778127780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7105088421778127780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7105088421778127780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/10/exam-exam-exam.html' title='exam exam exam'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4799131998436667054</id><published>2007-10-04T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:55:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>techies</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Wohoo. Many things to blah about! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;First, I got an &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;iphone&lt;/a&gt;! Haha It is not my dream phone, nor did I want to get one. But it is a blessing, so I should accept it! Haha! It is not the greatest phone mind you! You can’t forward messages. You can’t take videos. The camera has no flash nor zoom. There is no usermanual! I had to download a &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/support/manuals/iphone/"&gt;PDF&lt;/a&gt; from the net. It is only 8gb! Not enough! And then comes the worst part, it has a auto-spellcheck so it corrects every word that is in shortcut, in Filipino or in dialect. I don’t know, maybe I just don’t know how to set those things, but I tried my best! I’ve searched for answers everywhere but no luck. But in overall, not bad. So if ever you’re planning to have an iphone and now you’re thinking twice after reading my entry, don’t believe me, maybe you’ll love it cause I’m just stating my opinion, go figure. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Second, I enjoy playing boxing in &lt;a href="http://wii.nintendo.com/"&gt;Nintendo Wii&lt;/a&gt;! Haha It is fun. I just considered that I can actually play the game without hurting myself!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Third, &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; is cool! It now has Traditional Chinese!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Forth, I hate &lt;a href="http://messenger.yahoo.com/"&gt;YahooMessenger&lt;/a&gt;! It implemented a limit with the status. It can only accommodate 40 characters! I hate it because I loved changing my status and placing my links before!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Fifth, I hate the fact that exam is coming again! Even though I only have to get about 3 exams for endterm, I just hate studying!&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-4799131998436667054?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4799131998436667054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4799131998436667054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4799131998436667054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4799131998436667054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/10/techies.html' title='techies'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2806855778164786337</id><published>2007-09-18T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T15:59:11.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have changed</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Back in High School, I was very responsible. I was very workaholic. I would be doing things that weren’t mine. During events, I was always the first one to arrive, and the last one to leave, especially during fund raising and batch events. I was always excited with everything. I work overtime. I enjoyed. Now, I’ve changed, very much. I think I started my college days as a responsible student but my club, which is greenBees, molded me to be irresponsible. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;During the early part of my service, I still had the interest. I still looked forward to our meetings. But as time passed by, I’ve hated it so much. I hate waiting for tardy people. I hate being dictated especially when I think it is injustice. I hate the feeling that I was doing more job than the rest. I find it not good. But, I still attended meetings. I was rarely absent. And everything just wasn’t good until it reached to the point that I told the other officers, I’d quit. I’ve hated it so much. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Now, I’m used to being absent and just having the attendance checked then I go home. I learnt how to enjoy life. Its not that I didn’t enjoy my work in high school, in fact I loved being busy. I love the people that I was working with. I just miss my old classmates. I’m now the typical pasaway student that you’d encounter in college. I hate checking of attendance. What’s to enjoy in school if I don’t like the people I see there often? In fact I have a meeting in Filchinoy now, and I’m absent again. I just don’t want to be there and considering that there are more than a hundred members and only about 10 attend the meeting. And take note, the only students attending are from Tay Tung, my old batchmates, same old people. I find it unfair so I also don’t attend, simple.&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-2806855778164786337?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2806855778164786337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2806855778164786337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2806855778164786337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2806855778164786337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-changed.html' title='I have changed'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3714992278415666823</id><published>2007-09-15T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T21:52:26.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lakwatsa</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;It’s University Days and Kelvin was scheduled to visit &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; from Sept 12-15. We were busy with the Filchinoy kiosk and we made a lot of takas from our checking of attendance in our respective subjects. I had a Business Statistics exam 8am on the 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and he arrived at 1055. Good thing I finished 2 exams in an hour. I was off to set-up the kiosk from 9-1030 then went home to fix my things. I was in the airport at 1045 and the plane had already landed. I expected the PAL flight to be delayed, as always, but it wasn’t. Then Karen and Katrine came later because they had their church service in the morning. After fetching him, we ate lunch at Bob’s Jr. We stayed at the kiosk for a while then checked in at Palmas del mar and played bowling in the afternoon. It was so fun cause it was my first time to play bowling. It’s also Katrine’s first. We ate dinner at chicken house. We actually had a lot of arguments as to where we would eat, because Karen had a different taste than mine. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I can’t be specific with what happened on the other days so I’ll say it randomly. We played bowling for the second time. We ATE a LOT! He always looked forward to where we’ll be eating next! Takaw! Haha! Peace! We tried Mang Inasal( as requested by Karen), Bigby’s, Chicken Deli, Bob’s Café, Pepe’s, Hong Kong Kitchen and McDonalds. I asked him to rate the chicken inasal that he tasted and he chose Chicken House as the best, Mang Inasal is second and Chicken Deli as third. He transferred to &lt;st1:street w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address w:st="on"&gt;Luxur Place&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; because Palmas del mar is a bit far from my house. We loved watching movies! We had Underdog for Thursday, 1408 for Friday and Sinking of Japan today. We had fun during his last hour in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. After checking in his luggage, we waited for Karen and Katrine in Metro Robinson, or whatever the name is, then we drank hot chocolate cause its Chocolate festival and hot choco was only 10php! Karen was not contented, she even had icy choco. We ate donuts and had a lot of pictures! Then the plan was not to remind him of the time, so he would forget about his 415 flight. So mean! We even pretended that we needed to use the toilet just to waste time! Haha We had our pictures taken inside the male’s cr! Karen even kept his cellphone just before he was entering the departure area. But all that stopping didn’t work! He still wasn’t late! Hehe. I had a lot of fun! Really!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Pictures are posted in my multiply site.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href=http://abigailgtc.multiply.com&gt;http://abigailgtc.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-3714992278415666823?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3714992278415666823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3714992278415666823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3714992278415666823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3714992278415666823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/09/lakwatsa.html' title='lakwatsa'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7125642641527132221</id><published>2007-09-03T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:32:35.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;    I am very paranoid with grades but I don’t care about studying. I don’t study much during exams but I tend to expect a lot with the results. It is my weakness. I guess I’m not used to be a bookish or a geek. I believe that examination tests what you’ve learnt, not what you’ve just memorized. I hate memorizing. When my expectations fail, I become really depressed, like what’s happening now. I think I have so many problems to think about that worrying about them made my head ache. I worry a lot about my grades. Being in the deans’ list again puts so much pressure on me. Even though I shouldn’t care much about my grades because I already got 83 in Acctg2, taking away the possibility for me to be a cum laude, I still agonize too much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;    I realized that doing good at present will pressure me to do better in the future. And if I fail with that expectation, I get miserable. I spent 1 hour earlier just to forget about my Accounting problem. I am not failing, but I just can’t accept that I might end up having a line of 8 grade. Grades aren’t out yet. Meanwhile, my Economics is doing great. I fear that I might expect more on the endterms. To tell you honestly, I got overconfident with my prelim grades because everything turned out so well. Except for my Religion subject which was understandable. Now, I feel that I won’t get much success as what I’ve got for prelim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-7125642641527132221?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7125642641527132221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7125642641527132221&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7125642641527132221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7125642641527132221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/09/headache.html' title='headache'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8781064075212822544</id><published>2007-09-02T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:46:12.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parental control</title><content type='html'>&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I’ve read YES! Magazine a while ago and I want to quote Cristalle, the 24 year old daughter of Vicki Belo. She said, “My mom never deprived me of anything material, or even her permission for me to do anything. You’ll learn not to take advantage of that because she gives it to you with total trust. Ever since we were small, and then even in hs, ‘Mom, can I go out?’ Diba, ‘yong ibang parents: “no, hindi pwede!’ ang daming rules. So, ano ginagawa ng mga bata? Tumatakas, nagiging pregnant, you know… ‘yong mga gano’n. With me, my mom goes, ‘Go out, go out, magsasawa ka rin!’&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I am also like that. I can do what I want. I can go out anytime I want. But I don’t do night outs so they trust me for that. I mean, I can even go out anytime without asking permission because I don’t push the limits. I know very well that I must not come home late because it is the proper thing, so I don’t. I have the freedom so I don’t need consent unlike most of my friends. I consider it as an advantage so I take care of that trust. The more parents’ say no, the more teens will do it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;As for my title, I've been watching Parental Control in ETC and its entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-8781064075212822544?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8781064075212822544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8781064075212822544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8781064075212822544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8781064075212822544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/09/parental-control_1841.html' title='parental control'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5012366143881189296</id><published>2007-09-02T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:21:32.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taro passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p face="Verdana" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    I looooooove taro flavor! Anything goes well with taro. It ranges from taro ice cream, taro milk tea, taro ice, taro pudding, and taro jelly ace! I first developed my passion with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.quicklyusa.com/quicklymenu.html"&gt;Quickly’s taro ice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I would drink it 3 times a day when I was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; since Quickly was only available in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; that time. Then at last! It opened here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. But because people were not fond of it, and they don’t appreciate its uniqueness, it closed after some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMYAoKCq0AAFsxG@81"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    I went to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; during my 6 weeks study tour and they had Quickly everywhere. The problem was, we didn’t know what’s Taro in Chinese until finally we knew its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;芋頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; in Chinese. So I was again, enjoying my milk tea often. Back to the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;missed milk tea very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMYAoKCq0AAFsxG@81"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 223px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RtoMYAoKCq0AAFsxG@81/taro.jpg?et=SWkKvKNlyglOZ%2Bznlhr8iw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;About a year after, we went to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and to my surprise, I was surrounded by taro again! This time, with a different n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ame, Yam. They had ice creams! We would eat yam ice cream almost every after meal because our buffet would always include ice creams, chocolate fountain and a lot of cakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Until recently, I went to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; again or my 3 weeks tour. I was enjoying every minute of it with the abundance of milk teas! I even ate yam ice cream in Formosan. Hay! Heaven!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: center;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 225px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.abigailgtc.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RtoMzAoKCq0AAGXDYZQ1/DSC00703.JPG?et=flc3Z8qXHfMRZmNQm5h8Dg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Now, I miss Taro badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/6290201913791202982-5012366143881189296?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5012366143881189296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5012366143881189296&amp;isPopup=true' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5012366143881189296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5012366143881189296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/09/taro-passion.html' title='taro passion'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-686252883140724113</id><published>2007-08-31T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:01:40.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by tee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i was tagged by &lt;a href="http://tee0316.multiply.com/"&gt;justine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the 8 facts about me, you share &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;8 things that your readers don't know about you&lt;/span&gt;. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Each blogger must post these rules first. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;1. I just can't work on things when I get home, unless I go online. I just simply check mail, blog a little or check on my other accounts. I get my strength from it. hehe &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;2. I have this obsession for discount cards i.e. Kamiseta, Celine…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3. I use a prepaid sim when my postpaid account is already excess.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;4. I have studied kok-im for 13 years but I can use pinyin better if I type Chinese.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;5. I keep a pair of flip flops in my car so I can use it when I go malling on school days. Wearing heels exhausts me so much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;6. I am very focused on things I like but I don’t cooperate when I hate the situation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;7. I always do 3 things at once. Watch tv, talk on the phone and chatting/ surfing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;8. We have this scrapbook project in psych and because of my excitement; I am almost done with it. I miss doing projects that requires creativity. I just have so many things in mind. The deadline is still on the endterm but I prioritize it more than my midterm exam.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I tag anyone who wants to be tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/dog.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&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/6290201913791202982-686252883140724113?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/686252883140724113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=686252883140724113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/686252883140724113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/686252883140724113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged-by-tee.html' title='tagged by tee'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2773695260678307745</id><published>2007-08-29T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:18:39.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" size="1"&gt;    I have no words to say except: EXAM ON GOING!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will just update soon. I hope.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&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/6290201913791202982-2773695260678307745?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2773695260678307745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2773695260678307745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2773695260678307745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2773695260678307745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-much.html' title='nothing much'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5230612808619342473</id><published>2007-08-20T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T20:43:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moon</title><content type='html'>got this from &lt;a href="http://21knots.blogspot.com/"&gt;KM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-5230612808619342473?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5230612808619342473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5230612808619342473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5230612808619342473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5230612808619342473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/moon.html' title='moon'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5894681132372751131</id><published>2007-08-16T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:02:54.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It also rained all day here in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; that’s why I feel that I’m getting sick. My class ends early every Tuesdays and Thursdays. I go home at 1030 or later if I’m doing something. I went to SM then met my classmates at Lopue's East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We just had to practice our presentation in Filipino for tomorrow. We chose to present The Buzz with the controversial celebrities today. It was fun! My part was Kris Aquino. And we had commercials in between. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I had a problem getting home because we were practicing in my classmate’s house and my car was parked a bit far. So I had to wait several minutes to let the rain pass. But then, it never did. I just decided to run because it was getting late. So, now I feel I’m sick.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6290201913791202982-5894681132372751131?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5894681132372751131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5894681132372751131&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5894681132372751131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5894681132372751131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/practice.html' title='practice'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-791928810917026374</id><published>2007-08-15T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:58:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personal stuff</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Enough of bad luck and carelessness! I’ve mentioned earlier that I lost my binder, right? Now, today I left my pencil case in w17 this morning and my accounting book and Religion manual in w26 this afternoon. Good thing my classmates gave it to Nissi and my things are with me again. I’m just so careless. I don’t know what’s happening, is it just bad luck? Or it is just my faith? I hope I won’t lost more things in the future!&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-791928810917026374?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/791928810917026374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=791928810917026374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/791928810917026374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/791928810917026374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/personal-stuff.html' title='personal stuff'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4936202488122084750</id><published>2007-08-14T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:18:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemini</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I feel so tired right now. I am just so disappointed with what is happening. First, I lost my binder, where all my notes are written. I just don’t know how to handle it. I write even the itsy-bitsy things that I want to take note of. I can understand it more than anyone else. I just don’t know how to start all over again. Trials, I know.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wilted_rose.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I am also disappointed with some of my grades. Although I’m thankful that I’ve reached 81 in RS, it just makes me feel sick. This week is just not for me. It started bad. I know it will be bad luck for the rest of the days. I don’t rely on astrology but as curiosity struck me, I’ve browsed through yahoo astrology and I guessed it right. August 14 is not a good day for me. I’m hoping for brighter days ahead of me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I've been relying on something for the past 3 moths and this failed me, that is why I feel as if its the end of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cat.png"&gt;&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-4936202488122084750?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4936202488122084750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4936202488122084750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4936202488122084750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4936202488122084750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/gemini_14.html' title='Gemini'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1380335039596867227</id><published>2007-08-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:43:34.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Recollection tomorrow! That means no lectures! haha I bought a prepaid simcard from globe because my text usage is excessing from my postpaid limit everytime. So I will just use it for unlimitxting. Prepaid is actually cheaper than postpaid. being unlimited for a month will just cost you 480php. And no joke, it is really worth it. I just can't let go of my postpaid simcard. Maybe soon, we'll see.&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/6290201913791202982-1380335039596867227?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1380335039596867227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1380335039596867227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1380335039596867227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1380335039596867227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/globe.html' title='globe'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6095376941937853647</id><published>2007-08-02T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:30:02.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being 18 means,</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;No class tomorrow! Weheeeee!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I’ll be patiently doing my duty as a Filipino. Waaa. I’ll register in comelec tomorrow!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I’m exhausted at school. My dvdrom is broken. Lots and lots to think about&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am anticipating to watch several movies namely, bratz, rush hour 3, license to wed, nancy drew, hairspray, daddy day camp, I now pronounce you chuck and larry, who’s your caddy?.&lt;/font&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/6290201913791202982-6095376941937853647?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6095376941937853647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6095376941937853647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6095376941937853647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6095376941937853647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-18-means.html' title='being 18 means,'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2242349400906146708</id><published>2007-07-31T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:36:11.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;                &lt;a href="http://21knots.blogspot.com/2007/07/8-random-things-you-do-not-know-about.html"&gt;8 random things you do not know about me&lt;/a&gt;              &lt;/h3&gt;                        &lt;h1 class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://21knots.blogspot.com/"&gt;                飞翔&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; tagged me about 8 random things. Some close friends already know these. And I already have listed my random facts about me in my friendster account so this will add to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I sleep early when I have so much to do and I stay up until 3am or so if I have nothing to do. Then the next day, I have a 730am class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I drink lots of coffee during exam week, an average of 3 cups a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I used to hate accounting because it puts too much pressure on me when I was still majoring it. But now that I shifted to Information Management, I'm starting to love accounting because it is a minor subject and the lesson is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I always have a hard time sorting out my bags in my bag hanger. It is very hard to choose which one should stay and which one should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate my red civic. I want a bigger one. A pick-up maybe. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't normally listen to class discussion. I just copy notes and review for a quiz at home. I don't understand the lesson if the test is not yet scheduled, and this always puts me at risk. I know it is bad. I am just too lazy to listen when I know that I can still catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I really hate copycats! I can take backstabbers but copycats really boils me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am a mall person. The mall is my second home. haha or maybe it is my only home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://p3ter.multiply.com/"&gt;peter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://najcore.multiply.com/"&gt;jo-ann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://najjems.multiply.com/"&gt;sabrina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://akosikatia.blogspot.com/"&gt;katia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelblush.blogspot.com/"&gt;tina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rachelchan.multiply.com/"&gt;rachel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://littleheric1321.multiply.com/"&gt;shatiara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-2242349400906146708?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2242349400906146708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2242349400906146708&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2242349400906146708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2242349400906146708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/07/8-random-things-you-do-not-know-about.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5335173123185994203</id><published>2007-07-31T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:05:11.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; a link i got from jo-ann. cool. answer this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/810462"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/810462/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-5335173123185994203?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5335173123185994203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5335173123185994203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5335173123185994203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5335173123185994203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/07/survey.html' title='survey'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2386332087777529194</id><published>2007-07-29T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T00:43:15.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;got this from achi Korina's link. http://paulsadowski.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;according to the birthday calculator my birthday says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  Your date of conception was on or about 14 September 1988 which was a Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You were born on a Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;under the astrological sign Gemini.&lt;br /&gt; Your Life path number is &lt;a href="http://www.astrology-numerology.com/num-lifepath.html#lp4" target="_blank"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Path Compatibility:&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 &amp; 22.&lt;br /&gt;You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 6 &amp;amp; 7.&lt;br /&gt;You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 3, 5 &amp; 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Julian calendar date of your birth is  2447684.5.&lt;br /&gt;The  &lt;a href="javascript:popUp('bddefs.htm')"&gt;golden&lt;/a&gt; number for 1989 is 14.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="javascript:popUp('bddefs.htm')"&gt;epact&lt;/a&gt; number for 1989 is 22.&lt;br /&gt;The year 1989 was not a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/6/1989 and ending 1/26/1990.&lt;br /&gt;You were born in the &lt;a href="javascript:popitup5('/CSigns/Snake.gif','Chinese Zodiac Sign', 125, 122,'white')"&gt;Chinese year of the Snake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Native American Zodiac sign is Elk; your plant is Mullein.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;You were born in the Egyptian month of Mesore, the fourth month of the season of Shomu (Harvest).&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 4 Sivan 5749.&lt;br /&gt;Or if you were born after sundown then the date is 5 Sivan 5749.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Mayan Calendar long count date of your birthday is 12.18.16.2.0 which is&lt;br /&gt;12 baktun 18 katun 16 tun 2 uinal 0 kin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Hijra (Islamic Calendar) date of your birth is Wednsday, 3 Dhi'l-Qa'dih 1409 (1409-11-3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 26 March 1989.&lt;br /&gt; The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 30 April 1989.&lt;br /&gt; The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 8 February 1989.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 14 May 1989.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 21 May 1989.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Saturday, 30 September 1989.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Thursday, 20 April 1989.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 7 February 1989. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 7/28/2007 11:51:10 AM EDT&lt;br /&gt;You are 18 years  old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 217 months  old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 946 weeks  old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 6,625 days old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 159,011 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 9,540,711 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 572,442,670 seconds old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities who share your birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Anna Kournikova (1981)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Larisa Oleynik (1981)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Allen Iverson (1975)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Karl Urban (1972)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Prince (1958)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Liam Neeson (1952)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jenny Jones (1946)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tom Jones (1940)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dean Martin (1917)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jessica Tandy (1909)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paul Gauguin (1848)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Top songs of 1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Another+Day+In+Paradise+Phil+Collins%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Another Day In Paradise by Phil Collins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Miss+You+Much+Janet+Jackson%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Miss You Much by Janet Jackson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Straight+Up+Paula+Abdul%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Straight Up by Paula Abdul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Right+Here+Waiting+Richard+Marx%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Right Here Waiting by Richard Marx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Lost+In+Your+Eyes+Debbie+Gibson%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Lost In Your Eyes by Debbie Gibson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Like+a+Prayer+Madonna%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Like a Prayer by Madonna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=We+Didn%27t+Start+the+Fire+Billy+Joel%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;We Didn't Start the Fire by Billy Joel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Two+Hearts+Phil+Collins%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Two Hearts by Phil Collins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=When+I+See+You+Smile+Bad+English%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;When I See You Smile by Bad English&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Blame+It+On+the+Rain+Milli+Vanilli%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Blame It On the Rain by Milli Vanilli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.59295499021526 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There are 315 days till your next birthday&lt;br /&gt; on which your cake will have 19 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 19 candles produce 19 BTUs,&lt;br /&gt;or 4,788 calories of heat (that's only 4.7880 food Calories!) .&lt;br /&gt;You can boil 2.17 US ounces of water with that many candles.  &lt;img src="http://paulsadowski.com/showpicture.asp?PhotoId=clap.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In 1989 there were approximately 3.7 million births in the US.&lt;br /&gt;In 1989 the US population was approximately 226,545,805 people, 64.0 persons per square mile.&lt;br /&gt; In 1989 in the US there were 2,404,000 marriages (9.7%) and 1,163,000 divorces (4.7%)&lt;br /&gt;In 1989 in the US there were approximately 1,990,000 deaths (8.8  per 1000)&lt;br /&gt; In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1989 the population of Australia was approximately 16,936,723.&lt;br /&gt;In 1989 there were approximately 250,853 births in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;In 1989 in Australia there were approximately 117,176 marriages and 41,383 divorces.&lt;br /&gt;In 1989 in Australia there were approximately 124,232 deaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthstone is Alexandrite &lt;!--&lt;img align="absmiddle" src="showpicture.asp?PhotoId=5_stone.gif" /&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mystical properties of Alexandrite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alexandrite can assist one in centering the self, reinforcing self-esteem, and augmenting ones ability to experience joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (&lt;i&gt;Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pearl, Moonstone, Opal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth tree is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hornbeam, the good taste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, tends to egoism, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads reasonable, disciplined life, looks for kindness, an emotional partner and acknowledgment, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with her feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There are 150 days till Christmas 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;      There are 163 days till Orthodox Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;   The moon's phase on the day you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;born was waxing crescent.&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/6290201913791202982-2386332087777529194?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2386332087777529194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2386332087777529194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2386332087777529194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2386332087777529194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/07/got-this-from-achi-korinas-link.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4802511794260618543</id><published>2007-07-29T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T00:36:04.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I became so sentimental today and I browsed through the pictures and videos from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. I almost burst in tears again. How sad is it to know that after two months, 67 days to be exact, of being back in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, we don’t have ym conference anymore. As if it was just a dream. Now we’re back to reality. I really don’t want this to happen, but what can I do? No matter how I want catch up with everyone, it seems impossible now. It is just so different being with those people everyday, spending the whole day with everyone as if that was the only thing left. My life revolved around eating, activities, tour, playing cards, sleeping so late, buying stuff (in short shopping), taking pictures, bus rides, having fun! I felt as if I had no problems to think about. I felt that I left everything in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and I was enjoying everything! Now it’s different. It is back to reality. I have to face it. It is sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-4802511794260618543?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4802511794260618543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4802511794260618543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4802511794260618543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4802511794260618543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/07/booo.html' title='booo'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8113558779549887810</id><published>2007-07-24T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:08:15.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vector</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have been dying to learn vector art for ages. Finally! I've done one using photoshop. Though my work is ugly, at least I've learnt something. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rq8mE2n7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-0M1kMfqgeI/s1600-h/vector1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rq8mE2n7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-0M1kMfqgeI/s320/vector1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093331568403638034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-8113558779549887810?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8113558779549887810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8113558779549887810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8113558779549887810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8113558779549887810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/07/vector.html' title='vector'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rq8mE2n7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-0M1kMfqgeI/s72-c/vector1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2003422120340622426</id><published>2007-07-15T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:31:01.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have been busy these past few days, even up to now. It is already exam week! A lot had happen actually. My maternal grandfather died last July 3 then my cousin had her wedding on the 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;. She just had to pursue the wedding even with the situation. Everything had been planned months ago so it would be a drastic action if she will cancel it. And today is the burial. I have been going back and forth to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Iloilo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; this month. My mother is from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Iloilo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; so all the events are there. My grandfather was sick for quite some time already, about 80 days in the hospital. He his already 88, 92 in chinese. His death was already anticipated because of old age. But of course, we were hoping if he could be there in the wedding as well. We are a big family. We are about 50. And we are about to celebrate a grand birthday celebration for him on August. It has been a tradition for us to celebrate his birthday every year. My grandfather’s death was a day before Irene’s birthday. While his burial falls exactly at Karen’s debut. They are my cousins by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://abigail.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 202px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rpn2WfXT6pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wl5hbYXMD9c/s320/DSC01020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087368120328514194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-2003422120340622426?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2003422120340622426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2003422120340622426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2003422120340622426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2003422120340622426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/07/tragedy.html' title='tragedy'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rpn2WfXT6pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wl5hbYXMD9c/s72-c/DSC01020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-730940330808567721</id><published>2007-06-26T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T17:54:37.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’m currently having an unbalanced week. Sometimes, I have too much time and got nothing to do. Often, I’ve got many things to do in so little time. My s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chedule is really crazy. We still have election and induction for GB and I feel bad about it. Having said that I’ll quit didn’t minimize my burden. I actually have the same load. I already said that I’ll quit being an officer last week and they persuaded me not to. Dadi Michael said that I don’t have to do many things for the preparation for the last activity. He is just asking me to be there, for the sake of the group. So I agreed. I will be a ghost member for the last week of our org. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FYI, this organization is called GreenBees Society, existing for the sake of Freshmen &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of Business and Accountancy. Since I’m already a sophie, all we need to do is guide the “new” set of officers and leave, forever. But before that happens, we have to do so many things. But I say it sucks, making me wait 30min-1hr every time we meet. I partly regret being an officer in the org, who doesn’t? From the very first sessions, I already lost interest because of punctuality and attendance problem. I really wasn’t enjoying. It was on the latter part that I just decided to tolerate my suffering because the org will last for about a month or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But last week, I broke, I said I’d quit. And they said not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. So I am doing what they said. Just have my name on the list but I do not have to be there all the time. As a matter of fact, we have our election later and I won’t attend. It is my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time to be absent, with no valid excuse. I just WANT to be ABSENT. That’s all. I only have class until 1030 but we had a meeting at 12-130 so I waited. Then I don’t have a class afterwards so I don’t like to wait for another 3 hrs because the election will be at 430.. I am sick and tired! If you are concerned with what I am saying here, don’t judge me, because I am just saying my opinion and my feelings. You don’t have to criticize my opinion, ok? I am just so tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Well, last Saturday, I just figured that my cabinet was too crowded. So I decided to clean it up. Here! I took a picture of my effort. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RoC88LCw4vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EwbWD9AQyl8/s1600-h/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RoC88LCw4vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EwbWD9AQyl8/s320/DSC00937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080268121616474866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-730940330808567721?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/730940330808567721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=730940330808567721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/730940330808567721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/730940330808567721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/06/mixed-week.html' title='mixed week'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RoC88LCw4vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EwbWD9AQyl8/s72-c/DSC00937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6520698154292410796</id><published>2007-06-22T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:11:48.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is short</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eighteen years of existence and I felt the urge to say something about it. I know this is kinda late, but I have planned to summarize the significant happenings in my life, I just didn’t have time. I really don’t want to reach the legal age since I am happy being young. But I believe that nothing is permanent, even life. I am so down every time I think about my past, not that it was sad or what. I just want to cry, others call it tears of joy. I think it is essential to grow old, but it is a choice to be old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I’ve said this many times already but I want to say it again. I feel so blessed of my life that I can’t think of anything more to ask. I know I wasn’t perfect, nor I was angelic to be so blessed by things that others have been asking to have as their own. I know that my family has been a great factor of this life. My friends are part of my well-being. I wasn’t even a perfect friend, although I tried to be good. But still, here they are, they remained the strongest. I chose many to be my close friends, but several also left me. Maybe I had something to do with it, I don’t know. All I know is that I love what I have now, they are the best. They understood my hardships and accepted me for who I am. I am sorry if I had mistakes in that past. I wasn’t that experienced in handling situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My mentors molded me for who I am today. I want to thank them for being harsh on me sometimes because those made me stronger. My high school life was the greatest. I won’t trade anything for it. It taught me everything I need to know to become who I am. I don’t know why I get this feeling every time I think of my high school life. It placed a scar in my heart. I can’t say specific situations that are significant. Well for me, everything is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have met numerous people through my travels, specifically in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I have met true friends two years ago in my 6 weeks tour, but now we are not that connected. I know someday, this will also happen to my 3 weeks tourmates, but I really hope not. It is hard for us keep in touch. Yes, there is technology, but it feels incomplete. I still am sad of the fact that we are not lucky enough to be with you guys when you meet because we are here in the province. I consider of it as a disadvantage, but I think that is reality. I just have to accept that after many years, or even months, the YM conference that we have every night, will fade. Although I can’t do anything about it, I can’t stop reality, nor can’t I bring back time, I just want you to know that it was one of the best parts of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I living a happy life seem too fast, too fast that I didn’t even notice that I am already an adult. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is short.&lt;/span&gt; Live it to the fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have posted several pictures of my childhood. just visit &lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com"&gt;my multiply site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6520698154292410796?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6520698154292410796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6520698154292410796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6520698154292410796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6520698154292410796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-is-short.html' title='life is short'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1488230207615672918</id><published>2007-06-21T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:06:59.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I just can't update now. Although I have somethings to say. I am too busy. Maybe I'll try to catch up this weekend. Sorry for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-1488230207615672918?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1488230207615672918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1488230207615672918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1488230207615672918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1488230207615672918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/06/busyme.html' title='busyme'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5810069143520632685</id><published>2007-06-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:23:14.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;TO ALL WHO GREETED ME, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-5810069143520632685?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5810069143520632685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5810069143520632685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5810069143520632685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5810069143520632685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/06/7th.html' title='7th'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5190209627476970339</id><published>2007-06-06T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:33:17.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June 6th</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OMG, this is actually the last day that I can proudly say, “hey I’m just seventeen!”. I just can’t believe it. And I just can’t take it. I really don’t want to get older. I just love being young! I am still not stable in many things. I am not enrolled yet. Blaahhhh! I just can’t understand so many things. I hope I can handle those in a click. I just want to say something, before I actually turn legal. I hate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-5190209627476970339?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5190209627476970339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5190209627476970339&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5190209627476970339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5190209627476970339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-6th.html' title='June 6th'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2184480754780409272</id><published>2007-05-31T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:37:00.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I/we have done in Taiwan:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am more comfortable in using bulleted posts than paragraph forms. It is more efficient for me. Maybe you have read some of these in my previous post, but in a different category and I think posing it in bulleted form will be clearer. Now, I tell you again about my &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We      played pusoydos until the wee hours of the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We      played pusoydos on the bus, using bottled-water boxes for our table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We      shopped at night markets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We      took pictures as if it’s our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; last day on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We didn’t      sleep regularly in the hotel instead, we sleep in the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Converse      is so IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We drank      coffee plaza regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We ate      Doritos nacho cheese often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We drank      milktea often too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I had      Taro/yam craving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I used      my jacket to hide from the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We did      our own laudry, I mean it, we hand was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I      adored every Schnauzer and Terrier dogs that passed by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I      hardly used my cellphone. Texting is e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;xpensive. Only Jovert enjoyed using      my phone because he sent mp3’s to his phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We searched for starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got      the craze of UFO catchers! Got some cute stuff from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I bought      so many colored Hi-Tec “G-Tec”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here are some pictures ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rl6DOa-SJPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NyIv74KBp6A/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rl6DOa-SJPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NyIv74KBp6A/s320/DSC00813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070634514247722226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rl6D_a-SJQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dRQMvgwgnG0/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rl6D_a-SJQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dRQMvgwgnG0/s320/DSC02401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070635356061312258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-2184480754780409272?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2184480754780409272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2184480754780409272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2184480754780409272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2184480754780409272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-iwe-have-done-in-taiwan.html' title='What I/we have done in Taiwan:'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rl6DOa-SJPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NyIv74KBp6A/s72-c/DSC00813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3744135523985369398</id><published>2007-05-27T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:56:27.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Things I’ve learnt in Taiwan:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve been there for three weeks so I’ve been used to leaving in that way. I’ve been on the 6 weeks tour 2 years ago, so they’re the same banana. Hehe. Got that line from my accounting teacher. Well, let me rephrase my title, “things I’ve mastered in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;” because I’ve already learnt this years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt to eat almost everything using nothing but chopsticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to do my own laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to depend on maps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt to depend on mrt for my transportation needs. (Although I’m already      good in riding mrt 2 years ago, I still got confused when Kelvin asked me      to transfer in a wrong stop going to jiantan. Haha. So we waited for      another 5 minutes. I wasn’t on my mind that time because I was thinking of      buying 3 watches that was worth 3knt each.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to value time. Time is gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to cherish every moment that is given to me. ( I actually      realized this on the end part of my trip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to think of others, on another perspective and not just on my      side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that having white skin means sacrificing the tour. (Not going with      the tour means no exposing myself to the scorching heat of the sun.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that coffee has not effect on me. ( I drank coffeeplaza about 3-4      times a day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rll-zK-SJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qRzpEQxaf6w/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 57px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rll-zK-SJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qRzpEQxaf6w/s320/DSC00809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069222273166222546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that Doritos Nacho cheese is the food of Spiderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rll-ca-SJMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a1_D3K_8Y3k/s1600-h/doritos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 81px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rll-ca-SJMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a1_D3K_8Y3k/s320/doritos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069221882324198594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that having long bus ride is good; it can help me catch some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that bottled water boxes can be used as tables for pusoy dos games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that people get paranoid when many people will be using a common bathroom,      so they do it in advance. Some would take a bath at night, some would wake      up as early as 4, like us, to beat the crowd. Try to relax, bet, maybe the      bathroom will be empty at 7am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Be      careful with money management. Make sure yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u have money all through out      the weekend. It is very hard if you run out of money in a foreign country,      on a weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt to be careful with bedbugs. Make sure your bed is safe of insects      before sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt that taxi flagdowns vary in every place in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt not to rush in buying things. There are more stalls through out the      night market. Try to canvas prices, but it will normally take time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to bargain using my ID and saying “我是學生”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RlmBh6-SJOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DKV7UxmsYJE/s1600-h/id.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 65px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RlmBh6-SJOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DKV7UxmsYJE/s320/id.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069225275348362466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to bargain using quantity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve      learnt how to control my shopping urge. I actually bought fewer now, than      two years back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ll try to post more soon. If I remember saying more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-3744135523985369398?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3744135523985369398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3744135523985369398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3744135523985369398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3744135523985369398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/05/20-things-ive-learnt-in-taiwan.html' title='20 Things I’ve learnt in Taiwan:'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rll-zK-SJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qRzpEQxaf6w/s72-c/DSC00809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-5574875375685668415</id><published>2007-05-26T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T19:00:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well I made a summary cause i don't know exactly how to tell you guys what i feel. But if ever something pops out of my mind, i will just tell you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wooo. No updates for 3 weeks. I don’t know how to start this, but I’ll try to tell you everything I can. It started last May 1. We had this orientation in Liberty Hall, Binondo where we met some of our groupmates. We never expected that the orientation will cause us the whole day, because we planned to go to 168 in the afternoon. So it was all messed up. I even ate at jollibee because there was no McDonalds near our hotel. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May 2 was a free day. We initially planned to watch spiderman and go ice-skating at MOA as well. But, we really wanted to visit 168 so we decided to shop there the whole morning and continue to MOA in the afternoon. We had a hard time finding a taxi that would bring us to MOA. We finally ended up having a contract with one taxi. The spiderman movie was cancelled because we didn’t have enough time. We went ice skating for an hour and went home. The next day was the start of our &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; tour. Our flight was with &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China Airlines. When we reached &lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I was excited about everything. I wanted to visit the places that I’ve been to two years ago. Our room assignments were given and we had to fix something. The tour went good. I never kept track of the things we’ve done. I already forgot the things in detailed. All I know is that we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We painted lanterns and kites. We made doraemon using clays. But, my doraemon was lost so I don’t have it now. We made grasshoppers using leaves. We made dumplings. We made paper with our own hand print in it. We made paper fans. We rode a two-seater bike. We flew our kites. We visited schools. We played pusoy every night. We went to nightmarkets almost every night. We went to a theme park. We saw the queen’s head. We went to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;hot springs&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taipei&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; 101, which they claimed to be the tallest building in the world. We had our puppet presentation. We visited museums. We went to sun &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Moon&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; again. We played Chinese Yoyo. I bought a lot of colored Hi-tec’s…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then, the worst day came 22nd, our last day. We had this farewell night and I was crying already. My eyes were swelling. We planned not to sleep at all until the 23rd. But when katrine and I got back from the shower, everyone was no where to be found, so we just slept at 5am, woke up at 7am. At 11am, we already need to transfer to the airport. I was not in my normal self that day. I was so lonely. We got into the bus and our yearbooks were distributed. I was not really thinking of anything else, but going home and leaving these folks. I was really sad. I think I was not yet prepared by the fact that this is just a 3 weeks trip. It should end. I was just not prepared that everything ended so fast. Unlike my other farewells, which I thought over several time before the real day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When we arrived at the airport, I cried again. I was sitting near Jovert and Kelvin in the plane. I was so lonely because they’ve been close to me. Jovert was joking the whole time but it made me even lonelier. Again, I cried several times. He asked us if we wanted to meet up later on, I said yes, but it is difficult for us to meet because of transportation. We planned several times. I was still in tears. I was very affected of the departure because I know that it will be difficult for us, “taga-province” to be with them again. For them maybe it will just be easy, its just a text and a car ride away. For me, it is like goodbye forever. So I was very emotional the whole time. I cried the whole trip. We played pusoy for the last time. The airport moment was very fast. I haven’t even say my goodbye’s to my other friends. Well, if ever anyone of you is reading this, nice meeting you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I met a lot of great people that I know I will treasure forever. Thank you for making this trip memorable. You know who you are…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…. And a lot had happened. Don’t want to think of it anymore. It will just make me burst in tears again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Visit my multiply for more pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-5574875375685668415?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/5574875375685668415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=5574875375685668415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5574875375685668415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/5574875375685668415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/05/taiwan-trip.html' title='Taiwan Trip'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8622439931419130141</id><published>2007-05-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:52:01.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yehey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I actually have the time to blog! Wahaha, so happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, being online here is very difficult. So I'm very happy to be here. I'm currently in Taiwan and 'll be back on 2the 4th. :p But I'll try to have time soon. Special thanks to Sabrina for her laptop! wehehe&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/6290201913791202982-8622439931419130141?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8622439931419130141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8622439931419130141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8622439931419130141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8622439931419130141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/05/yehey.html' title='yehey!'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-4973007187835177759</id><published>2007-04-29T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:44:04.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacklyn's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;    Yeah, I’ve returned two days ago, but busy doing stuffs so didn’t update my blog. I’ve been to Jacklyn’s debut last night. Well, that’s all I can share cause I don’t have anything good to say except for being busy the whole time, figuring out what to pack for our trip. Another thing that keeps me busy is our flight schedule and lounging dilemma. Here are some pictures of Jacklyn’s party. &lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/"&gt;Visit my multiply for a lot more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RjQEaP30XaI/AAAAAAAAADs/NYfAnBNa54c/s1600-h/Rose+Ann+571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RjQEaP30XaI/AAAAAAAAADs/NYfAnBNa54c/s320/Rose+Ann+571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058673130427669922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RjQFSv30XcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Ma7zji4-CzA/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RjQFSv30XcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Ma7zji4-CzA/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058674101090278850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-4973007187835177759?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/4973007187835177759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=4973007187835177759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4973007187835177759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/4973007187835177759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/04/jacklyns.html' title='Jacklyn&apos;s'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RjQEaP30XaI/AAAAAAAAADs/NYfAnBNa54c/s72-c/Rose+Ann+571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7670051095616710923</id><published>2007-04-22T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:55:16.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weheeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    I'll be away for four days since I'll be going to Iloilo. I'll surprise my cousin Kevin because it is his birthday tomorrow. It's also part of my plan to visit Iloilo before the summer ends. So, no update from me for the next days folks! I just want to inform you that I'm so confused with my accounts in blogger and in multiply because my posts in blogger synchronize with my multiply's blog. I only use my multiply account for photos because I want to make sure that if ever my computer crashes, at least i have some photos kept in an online site. I consider my blogger account as my main diary and if ever you read posts from multiply, please ignore it, or just continue reading if you like to. Comments are greatly appreciated. :D bye.&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/6290201913791202982-7670051095616710923?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7670051095616710923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7670051095616710923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7670051095616710923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7670051095616710923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/04/weheeeeeee.html' title='weheeeeeee'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8363560502798389937</id><published>2007-04-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:48:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a lot of time now, but I guess I have nothing to say much. I’ve decided not to take up hospitality management and take up information management instead. IM is one of my choices ever since. I just thought about what I want to take last night and it made me feel so pressured and stuck. I really haven’t seen the subjects to take up so I decided to inquire. It just popped in my mind late last night. I thought this is my last chance since I’ll be leaving on Monday. I thought about double-majoring so I asked about how long it will take me to finish HM and IM. The IM dean told me that it will take me about five years so I was not happy about it. I approached another CBA faculty and asked for the course descriptions and requirements of all CBA courses. I found out that HM is practically more of catering, food science and stuff, I wasn’t too interested with that. I read the IM subjects and I got interested with web design and computer graphics &amp;amp; multimedia. So I hurriedly processed my requirements and suffered from extreme heat. Finally, I passed my application and went home. With my current status, I hate someone VERY much that my blood boils every time I think of that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-8363560502798389937?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8363560502798389937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8363560502798389937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8363560502798389937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8363560502798389937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/04/she-sucks.html' title='she sucks'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6234089742360160073</id><published>2007-04-16T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:02:22.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;        Actually, it is not my plan to change my layout since I stil appreciate my old one. I am not the type who change layout so often. In fact, I hardly change. WIth the fact that I am not good in html and stuff. I made it up last night while talking to someone over the phone. I don't know. It was just my instict to do that. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6234089742360160073?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6234089742360160073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6234089742360160073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6234089742360160073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6234089742360160073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-layout.html' title='new layout'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6050267777744824409</id><published>2007-04-14T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:04:34.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it caught fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My typical summer day, it has been always like this. I w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ould normally spend a week or two out of the country then after that, I would spend the rest of summer helping out in our electrical company. I started manning our store this week, just got back, Monday. It has always been boring. Good thing we have internet connections so I can spend some time online while suffering from the intensive heat of summer. I answer the phone or act as a cashier. It is an easy job, but boring. I still do it because I don’t have anything good to do at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;            Well today is a normal day for us. I ate out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; during lunch and shop for an hour or so. Got home tired and feeling dirty of dust and smoke. I am in the mood for sorting out my bags. I have this coat hanger where I hang my bags instead. And it’s so full nowadays that it’s beginning to lean. It’s my leaning-bag-hanger. I finally cleaned up some unwanted bags. I placed all my clutch bags in a plastic and hanged it in another place. I was trying to figure out what to do next when my mom entered my room. She said she was going to our electrical shop because there was fire in a building across the street. I said ok, and shouted that I also wanted to go. I was already wearing my pajamas so I hurriedly put on working clothes and ran to the car. When we reached the area, it wasn’t a big fire. It was already put down by the firemen. We were talking to other familiar people about the happening and they said it was from an internet shop across the street. Good thing it did not spread to the next store, where there are gallons of paint. It might have been worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Here is the picture of my hanger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RiDUiIspoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/Nq6ST6jNOhw/s1600-h/14042007%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RiDUiIspoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/Nq6ST6jNOhw/s320/14042007%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053272464825098610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RiDVB4spoYI/AAAAAAAAADk/XJTPfRb3DAs/s1600-h/14042007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 195px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RiDVB4spoYI/AAAAAAAAADk/XJTPfRb3DAs/s320/14042007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053273010285945218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6050267777744824409?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6050267777744824409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6050267777744824409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6050267777744824409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6050267777744824409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-caught-fire.html' title='it caught fire'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RiDUiIspoXI/AAAAAAAAADc/Nq6ST6jNOhw/s72-c/14042007%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7149882435037826384</id><published>2007-04-10T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:48:33.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just got back from Macau, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Kowloon&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/st1:place&gt; yesterday, so I was so tired to blog. And I was busy chatting the whole night. Missed being online so much. Well, the vacation was a 7 day tour. It was fun! The weather was great, having a 10-18°c. I was with my relatives. We were 21 all in all. It was fun because we were a lot. The only thing that irritates me is the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Ocean&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; tour. It was so crowded that I didn’t have any ride except for the cable car. The cable car had about a kilometer of queue. But the queue was moving fast so it was about a 45minutes waiting time. But the other required 1-2 hrs of waiting! I was frustrated queuing the whole time. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Macau&lt;/st1:place&gt; is so-so. The food wasn’t so great but the Casinos were nice. I didn’t get the chance to enter one though, because I’m still a minor. But I had some pictures taken outside the casinos.  Disneyland is better. It had a no-queue to 60 mins-waiting-time queue. The fireworks was great because of the music. But it wasn’t far different from our Bacolaudiat fireworks. I love shopping in Mongkok! The nightmarkets were awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I saw Gerald Anderson strolling around the electronic shops in tsim sha tsui, Kowloon. I had my picture with him :D. Well, maybe looking at my pictures will tell you more. Visit &lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/"&gt;my multiply &lt;/a&gt;site will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RhuVhospoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/ATxZW-5eG6M/s1600-h/IMG_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 117px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RhuVhospoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/ATxZW-5eG6M/s320/IMG_0572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051795812119060834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-7149882435037826384?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7149882435037826384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7149882435037826384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7149882435037826384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7149882435037826384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/04/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RhuVhospoWI/AAAAAAAAADU/ATxZW-5eG6M/s72-c/IMG_0572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6766687507209572580</id><published>2007-03-27T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:27:08.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not enough time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;      I really don't have time to blog right now, but I'll just say a few words. I already got admitted to another course, HM. I am not actually anxious about it, but my screening schedule has conflict with my class schedule. So, I was nagging for four says because the faculty was always empty. I can't reschedule my screening today. Good thing we were dismissed early in business management, so I rushed to the HM faculty and I found many students waiting for their turn. Goodthing my family name starts with "C" so i was one of the earliest to be called. Well, the interview was easy. I was not nervous at all, compared to accountancy exams. So I'm kinda happy about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Then the hard part. My Math teacher said that my assignment is lost, so she gave me a ZERO! Is that fair?!?!?!?!? I am not the one responsible for it. I passed it! duh. So meaning, I can't be exempted from the exam. She's so unfair. She even exempted some people that have line of 8 in prelim! I had a 93 and a 94! It is just a homework, which comprises about 10% of the equivalent grade. And to think, it is not my fault that my paper got lost! :(&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/6290201913791202982-6766687507209572580?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6766687507209572580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6766687507209572580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6766687507209572580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6766687507209572580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-enough-time.html' title='not enough time'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8787444304238078992</id><published>2007-03-20T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:30:46.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weee, a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I woke up, i already felt that this is gonna be a good day. My prediction never went worng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I finally figured out what’s wrong with my desktop! My firewall is being hysterical! It says it allowed the programs that use, but it actually blocked them. I still didn’t know what’s wrong with Sygate, so I just reinstalled it. I’m soooooooooooooooooo happy today! Got a HIGHer score in accounting! Bwahahaha I finally can breathe. Our midterm grades finally came out, a week before finals. So stressful. I am tensioned by our requirements for now. I miss playing basketball at WOF! Woaw. And we hard play pusoy dos these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-8787444304238078992?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8787444304238078992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8787444304238078992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8787444304238078992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8787444304238078992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-finally-figured-out-whats-wrong-with.html' title='weee, a good day'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1185118102201654029</id><published>2007-03-18T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:52:06.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>details</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sorry cause I didn’t state the reason why I didn’t have enough time to blog in my last post. Well, my desktop’s wifi isn’t working so I have to use the laptop, my father’s, my sister’s or my brother’s pc to go online. I can’t do things properly when I’m not using my own pc. I am just not used to it.  I can't work with that. So I choose to keep quiet until my desktop will be fixed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-1185118102201654029?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1185118102201654029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1185118102201654029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1185118102201654029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1185118102201654029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/03/details.html' title='details'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3011143223269798099</id><published>2007-03-17T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:31:19.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about my car</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok so I have a lot to tell but I don’t have enough time. Today isn’t really something to tell. I’d rather elaborate more about yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;My emotional status is quite OK, thank God! We did not have our last period class so I was already free at 130pm. We decided to take a walk around the university and we stopped at my car. We decided to take a rest so Kristine and I jumped in the car while others were standing outside. We were hysterically talking about many things, primarily the clothes that they will wear for their PE presentation. I did not notice what was happening until Kristine asked me why the car was moving (while she was turning the steering wheel). I told her, “of course, because the wheels move”. I didn’t mind her because I was busy chatting but she still continued to do that. After a while, she pressed the horn and they were all shocked (including Kristine). The rest of them are in front of the car so they heard the loud noise directly. Kristine Ong was still playing with the steering wheel and I told her to stop, while jokingly say, “what if I can’t reach home”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was getting bored so I decided to go home. As I arranged my things, I was surprise to find out that my steering wheel was locked. It is the car’s initiative to lock itself to prevent car-napping. I was getting worried and I don’t know how to fix it at all because the car won’t start, the keys won’t turn. Then Jean said that we might need help so she texted her friend to help us. When her friend, Mark came, he turned the keys and the car started. It was stiff to turn the keys so only a strong person can do that. So I was relieved and I started driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was doing my routine driving, passing through the same streets I pass everyday, when I suddenly remembered to go to my family’s workplace. I decided to turn to this unfamiliar road going to the place’s direction, west, when I realized that the road was getting farther, farther than it should be. I was turning left and right when I realized that I don’t know where I’m heading. I was just feeling calm because after all I am still in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. I finally got to this familiar landmark and felt relief. I was still driving towards west when I realized that I was wrong, I was moving back to where I’ve been. Then I turned back again and decided to just go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Talking about almost 18 years of existence here in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Sheeeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-3011143223269798099?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3011143223269798099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3011143223269798099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3011143223269798099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3011143223269798099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-about-my-car.html' title='all about my car'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8707259817494927734</id><published>2007-03-12T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:03:57.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    ARGH another stressful day. Got a test in accounting and again, I had no answer. I am so stressed that I cried after the quiz. I still am waiting for our midterm grade considering that we are about 2 weeks till endterm exam already. What a waste of time. I hate myself for not studying. I admit; I did not study. So I feel regret right now. I know I should’ve studied. It’s so hard for me to think about that happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Oh well, on the happier side we just had our surprise for &lt;a href="http://sneakersandslippers.blogspot.com/"&gt;jo-ann&lt;/a&gt; last Saturday. Waa. Our plan was not really a plan; it was not more of preparation. I am just used to preparations that I consider that event so candid. Well, it was hard to communicate with my high school friends but we still managed. We made everything almost on the spot. We ordered cake the day before. We were not sure where to surprise her. We were not sure how many will be there. We did not prepare enough food. When we reached the said venue, the subdivisio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n club house, there was an event hat night so we can’t use the club house. We hurriedly decided to do it in her house without even asking the permission of her aunt. We said that we will start preparing the venue at 1pm but we arrived at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 2, which is very unusual because I don’t get late. Well the surprise was not so surprising because we were confused when she arrived so we quickly light the candles and we even did not finish doing it because she was there in front of us whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n we realiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ed that we took so long lighting the candle. The party poppers were even not synchronized. But at least she was shocked seeing us there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here are some pictures. See &lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/"&gt;my multiply&lt;/a&gt; for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RfVARhEZRSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/702rS6-a0rg/s1600-h/IMG_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RfVARhEZRSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/702rS6-a0rg/s320/IMG_0492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041006027589895458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RfVBJhEZRUI/AAAAAAAAADI/qbMj0McN69E/s1600-h/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 185px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RfVBJhEZRUI/AAAAAAAAADI/qbMj0McN69E/s320/IMG_0481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041006989662569794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-8707259817494927734?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8707259817494927734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8707259817494927734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8707259817494927734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8707259817494927734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/03/surprises.html' title='surprises'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RfVARhEZRSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/702rS6-a0rg/s72-c/IMG_0492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2458357782396845772</id><published>2007-03-06T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:24:08.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry for the long stagnation of my blog. I am just so busy. And I am frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just got back from school and heck, so many things happened. We had our recollection the whole day. But I hate the fact that it wasn’t effective. I don’t find any significance in that activity. I was just anxiously waiting for it to end. By 430, we had to attend our soroptimis international meeting so there we were waiting outside C15.. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The room was empty. I thought the meeting was over or they transferred the venue so I called all my other colleagues to ask. There was no answer. It was about 440 already so I was worried because I thought before that we can’t attend the meeting anymore because our recollection was schedule until 530. Soroptimis International is a club for women business professionals. It is starting to form a Sigma society chapter in our school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    We were supposed to be attending our seminar that time for our group guidance class but we thought it was not compulsory. The seminar was about the majoring that commerce students must have knowledge about so that we they can decide what to major. But as accountancy student, it was also dedicated to us because it is just a little possibility that we can reach 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; year. Eventually the accountancy students will get fewer each year due to insufficient grade of below 83. We decided not to attend the seminar because the teacher said it was not required. I am shifting to HM so I was not interested with the seminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Then I received the bad news. My classmate texted me saying that we will have minus 10 in our GG grade if we don’t attend the seminar. So I was panicking head to toe because we will be starting our induction of officers in Soroptimis. I was so irritated with some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First, she hates us. She really implemented the minus 10 because she hates us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Second, she is so selfish that she lets me feel that I am the one responsible for the conflict of schedule that in the first place, I didn’t force her to join. The details are confidential so I might not post it here. Yes I am convincing people to participate because I am just doing what an active member is supposed to do. It is really unfair to just list you as an officer by name but you are just using the position. It is also unfair not doing anything if you took the responsibility. It is just not a good leader must be. If you don't want to help, then don't. Don't just use the name to be glamorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh God! I so hate this day. I spent the whole day praying then I was shocked when my mood was turned upside-down in just a matter of an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-2458357782396845772?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2458357782396845772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2458357782396845772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2458357782396845772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2458357782396845772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-9005961690731213890</id><published>2007-02-24T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:06:28.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love for fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Waaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just got back from the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;city&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Plaza&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to celebrate Bacolaodiat! MYGOD! The fireworks were amazing! It was boring at first, but after an instance, napa “woah!” ako. I was thinking that it was not worth watching, but I was wrong! I definitely will appreciate fireworks from now on. I hate myself for not being able to watch last year because of MY responsibility it has always been a burden! But they say this year is way better than last year! Curse my batchmates for not giving me even just a glance at the spectacular show! At least they say that this year is better. But believe me it can’t compete internationally but, not bad. It is really different watching the fireworks display live. It is a bad thing that I wasn't able to time the show, but it is roughly 30mins. The fireworks was worth P200,000, and it was sponsored by SM. FYI, SM is gonna open its doors on Thursday, March 2, so it’s part of their advertisement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OMG I know my entry is untidy, sorry. Ok I’ll explain it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last year, our batch had fundraising activities to pay our yearbook so the bacolaodiat festival was part of our target. We rented a booth and sold goods. As the treasurer, and as the only one RESPONSIBLE! Or let me say concerned, I was left in our booth when the fireworks started, as if I needed money from that activity! Ok, because of liability I managed to wait patiently and suffer from curiosity. Why do I have this conscience of not giving up from my work? I always suffered. I was very patient. I didn’t saw anything. I haven’t joined the parade. I was so not enjoying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, enough about last year, at least I witnessed the “better” fireworks display now! Bwahaha and we had this parade yesterday representing USLS. Yes, I’m now representing my Filsino club in college but the club is still consist of my high school friends, so basically I was still with the taytungains. I wanna watch fireworks display in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/st1:place&gt;, they say they have a good show. I hope I can do that this summer. I was not able to blog yesterday because I was waiting fir our pictures from my friend’s cam. But until now I haven’t seen her online so maybe I’ll post more pictures from the parade soon. But now I’ll just share some of my pics and my fireworks picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/ReBRlKFQeFI/AAAAAAAAACg/t2f6Bslae-A/s1600-h/fireworks-01.jpg_disp512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/ReBRlKFQeFI/AAAAAAAAACg/t2f6Bslae-A/s320/fireworks-01.jpg_disp512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035114082203629650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/ReBR86FQeGI/AAAAAAAAACo/KQJwKJU1HQk/s1600-h/IMG_0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/ReBR86FQeGI/AAAAAAAAACo/KQJwKJU1HQk/s320/IMG_0457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035114490225522786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/6290201913791202982-9005961690731213890?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/9005961690731213890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=9005961690731213890&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9005961690731213890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9005961690731213890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-for-fireworks.html' title='love for fireworks'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/ReBRlKFQeFI/AAAAAAAAACg/t2f6Bslae-A/s72-c/fireworks-01.jpg_disp512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6057358598528018692</id><published>2007-02-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:13:06.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmphh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    I h&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ate someone so much. I want to cry but I can’t cry. Crying often makes me feel at eased. I don’t know why I take things way too seriously. I know that these are just trials making me feel blue. I realized that pleasing someone I don’t really like is like fooling me to believe that I can surpass this person. It is so hard. I need to understand every side to decide what path to go into. I tried understanding. I even tried pretending. I made myself believe that nothing’s happening.&lt;/span&gt; I admit that I am mean. But I even tried not to just to fix this.&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I often find myself wondering what happened today and what improvements I hav&lt;/span&gt;e, but disappointment always prevails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    Oh well, my accounting grade is not yet out. I am so anxious about it. It greatly adds to my anxiety. Hay. Life, I often consider it easy but now I realized that it is the opposite. There are ups and downs as they say. But I was often facing the brighter side that I don’t know how to handle my problems today. I just wanna drag those eyeballs out of that stupid face! i hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6057358598528018692?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6057358598528018692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6057358598528018692&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6057358598528018692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6057358598528018692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmphh.html' title='hmphh'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-1476972171482257124</id><published>2007-02-18T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T11:17:49.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfErU7UZvI/AAAAAAAAABo/s0fJN13iCRo/s1600-h/chinese+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 180px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfErU7UZvI/AAAAAAAAABo/s0fJN13iCRo/s320/chinese+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032707357240747762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfEgU7UZuI/AAAAAAAAABg/xzxMyf_hZVA/s1600-h/Piggy_da.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfEgU7UZuI/AAAAAAAAABg/xzxMyf_hZVA/s320/Piggy_da.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032707168262186722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfFC07UZxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NHlxqW5K_r4/s1600-h/DragonDance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 186px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfFC07UZxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NHlxqW5K_r4/s320/DragonDance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032707760967673618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    Yeap, and it’s a new year alright. The year of the golden pig, the celebration here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:city&gt; haven’t started yet because City officials gave way to &lt;st1:city style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Iloilo&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to celebrate it first. We will celebrate Bacolaodiat next weekend. But hey, even Filipinos are celebrating with our traditions. We have this dragon dance that go around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: verdana;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;’s business district. The dragons are considered good luck and are expected to enter the Chinese stores, then owners are likely to put money inside the dragon’s mouth. This has been a tradition. And there are a lot more ethnicity during Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/Rde_4k7UZqI/AAAAAAAAABA/8mA-6VxB8z4/s1600-h/Piggy_da.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-1476972171482257124?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/1476972171482257124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=1476972171482257124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1476972171482257124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/1476972171482257124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai!'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdfErU7UZvI/AAAAAAAAABo/s0fJN13iCRo/s72-c/chinese+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6497321075078607992</id><published>2007-02-16T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:55:06.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was tagged by Steph about “15 simple but amazing facts about me”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, I don’t know if the facts will sound amazing, but I will try to amaze you as much as possible! I think of this as easy because I’ve been already posting bulleted facts before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You were tagged!&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the catch, the title is, 15 simple but amazing facts about me. All you have to do is to post random facts and make it as interesting as possible. The facts doesn’t have to be positive attitudes, this will just widen the knowledge of the readers about you. You have to tag 3 more people after this. Goodluck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don’t      study religiously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I act      weird sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am      dominant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am      pro-Marcos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don’t      consider my mobile phone as my life, I just consider it as a prop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I used      to hate brown because of the Moby chococurls, but now, I love mixing it      with pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am      easily depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I use strawberry      potpourri all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I often      go to a meeting at least 30 minutes earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate      the fact that the streets of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bacolod&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;      are getting crowded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always      ask the arcade personnel to extend our bumpcar ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I almost      burnt down a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have      this aneurism of tearing leaves into pieces when I’m bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I doodle      a lot. Especially when the lesson is boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate      people that follow trends. *curse me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still have a long list of *random facts about me*. You can visit &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/abigailchua"&gt;my friendster account&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am tagging &lt;a href="http://jaded.rakista.uk.to/"&gt;pam&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://angelblush.blogspot.com/"&gt;tina&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://purplestars.chikikay.us.to/"&gt;katia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6497321075078607992?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6497321075078607992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6497321075078607992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6497321075078607992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6497321075078607992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6844623786868115647</id><published>2007-02-15T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:28:23.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BigTwo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a confession to make. I have this fun practice with my Accountancy classmates in playing Pusoy Dos, also known as Big2. We play the game more than we listen to our teachers. Most of the people that notice our games would say “daw casino classroom nyo bah”, your classroom is like a casino. We have an average of 3-4 decks of cards every time we play. We play during breaks, before class, after class, during class and before the teacher arrives. Yes, we play even when we have class, we laying during Religion, English, Math and even Accounting. It is like automatic already that we play pusoy when we have free time, or even if we are busy, we shift our stress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We use this game to lessen our anger, to calm down, to forget about something and to entertain ourselves. You are not a certified BABA student if you don’t know how to play pusoy dos. We often challenge Denver, and we jokingly discriminate him and his school by saying “ wa wala man na pulos product sang st john’s man, mga pirdi” the products of st john’s are useless because they are losers. But he never takes that seriously, he would wait for his turn and answer back when one of us form Tay Tung would lose and he would say “ you are losers, not me”. Well that’s it. I may think that I only enjoy schooling because of pusoy dos. I’m so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdRDsE7UZpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qDRVIqGLQmo/s1600-h/giant-playing-cards-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 203px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdRDsE7UZpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qDRVIqGLQmo/s320/giant-playing-cards-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031721108195534482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/6290201913791202982-6844623786868115647?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6844623786868115647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6844623786868115647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6844623786868115647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6844623786868115647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/bigtwo.html' title='BigTwo'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RdRDsE7UZpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qDRVIqGLQmo/s72-c/giant-playing-cards-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2529615344904584200</id><published>2007-02-15T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:34:38.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comfortzones</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things that make me happy when I’m so down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mcdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Strawberry float&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Frappuccino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Basketball at World of Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bumpcar-ing! At WOF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;playing ghost hunters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Simply just playing arcade games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Play computer games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pusoy Dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone to cheer me up but will never remind me of my problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At finally, the most important of all, an answer to my problem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-2529615344904584200?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2529615344904584200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2529615344904584200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2529615344904584200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2529615344904584200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/comfortzones.html' title='comfortzones'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3634869698158615453</id><published>2007-02-13T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T16:52:07.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, the 14th</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I’ve said, I hate valentines. The only good thing about the 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of February is that it is the birthday of Kris Aquino, whom I greatly adore. I’m right. It is the worst day in the year. We have EXAMS this week! I can’t study for my major subjects the next day. Considering I have a 79 in prelim. And, my accounting exam is at 730-930. *sighs* Well, enough. Hehe I remember my escapade with Jo-ann last vday. Boo. Yes, I miss my old pals, but I never will miss that day! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just look on the future, the brighter side, I guess. They will *again* be busy preparing for the final qualifying exam, and I will be soooo bored observing them. But I hope to enjoy my last term with my BABA classmates. And I am so damn excited for summer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Enjoy your Valentines Day everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I won’t be updating tomorrow so better greet you now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/cute-spot/cute-spot/valentines/page1/5.gif" alt="Visit Cute-Spot.com!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-3634869698158615453?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3634869698158615453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3634869698158615453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3634869698158615453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3634869698158615453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/yeah-14th.html' title='yeah, the 14th'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-255018160883367465</id><published>2007-02-05T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:59:45.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;    Yeah, I’ve been thinking lately about my life. I consider myself lucky. However, there are really times when I think of getting something I don’t have or being someone I’m not. It is all about contentment. I am somehow contented. And contentment also gives problems to a friendship. It is not dreadful to aim for something but we should be sure to do it properly. Contentment also comes with jealousy as it causes misunderstanding, most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;    Personally, having a bad relationship with my friends makes me feel awful. I know I can’t fulfill their needs neither can they fulfill mine. Sometime, we fight over the shallowest things but we just don’t know how to handle it and reconcile in the end. I admit that I am not good in fixing relationship as I end up yielding. It often makes me feel awful to have a conflict with others. I am pretty much affected with my surrounding and I often cannot focus on what I’m doing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;    Well, back to my life. I have to face reality that there are really people who just befriend you just because they need something from you. At my back, I am just trash that can be recycled and be thrown away again. I’ve experienced enough to testify what I am saying right now. I think I am an entirely different person. I don’t use people to complete my needs since I think that I often complete the needs of others. I will not be counting the things I did for you if you just stay with me even if I have nothing to offer you or when I am simply down. I have undergone so many people who treat me like this. I feel betrayed because I know that I was honest to you when you were just using me in the first place. I also pity people who use others to compensate with their desires. I know a hand-full of them by the way. They are just like, blinded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;    I don’t know if what others think of me, because in reality, we can never see the negative side of us. I am just trying to analyze what I hate most about other people so that I can imply it to my personality and avoid doing the same. &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/6290201913791202982-255018160883367465?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/255018160883367465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=255018160883367465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/255018160883367465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/255018160883367465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/lessons.html' title='lessons'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6138399475198662848</id><published>2007-02-03T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:21:27.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so, our pre-qualifying exam for accountancy is over. It took us 4 hours to answer it. And mind you, I only answered about 3 out of 50 short problems. I didn’t answer our 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; part exam which was the long problem, and I just made patterns in my 1&lt;sup&gt;st &lt;/sup&gt;part exam. Oh well, enough for my mind-breaking experience. I won’t major in accountancy anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I’ve been thinking for the past few days. I don’t like the hassle in accountancy. My classmates are topsy-turvy in reviewing for the qualifying exams that we should take and I on the other hand am just enjoying my life and fulfilling my wants. I’ve been playing basketball at World of Fun Arcade almost thrice a week. If only I can have my grades as high as my scores in basketball. :)  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We watched Night at the Museum last Thursday and it was uber fun. I went out with &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; the “heartbroken”, Khriza the “scholar” still, and Herreal the “loud one” hehe.  We enjoyed the afternoon, really, well maybe except for &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; because he had a fresh break-up the day before. *-*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will be facing a lot of troubles this February! We will have our midterms the week after. There will be a Chinese New Year Celebration exactly the day of our final qualifying exam. And I am planning not to take the final quali since I will be shifting after all. We might have a parade on the 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; for the Bacolaodiat this year. I’m kinda excited for some activities but I’m so nervous with some. Another qualifying exam for Management Accountancy is yet scheduled on the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week of March. *sigh* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shout Out: Advance Happy Birthday Katrine!!! I’ll greet you again tomorrow :D&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6138399475198662848?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6138399475198662848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6138399475198662848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6138399475198662848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6138399475198662848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-so-our-pre-qualifying-exam-for.html' title='hectic day'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7863739761039679519</id><published>2007-01-19T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:34:32.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My elephant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;    I pity something right now! I told you about my elephant-shape mouse-wrist-rest ayt? I really love it and I treasure it so much. It has glow-in-the-dark stars inside and it is pretty colorful. Well now, it is dying! Haha. It is the eye-catcher in my room just because every person who enters always notices it. They always play with it and squeeze him in torture. I always have a hard time protecting my stuff and I always pity him in the end. Now, it is so dirty and is about to rip open. I worry a lot of loosing it. I don’t think I can still replace it cause I bought it from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I haven’t seen one here in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;! Urgh! Here is a picture of my beloved stuffs, my mouse-wrist-rest and my pink mouse. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RbDe4oWHFHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OR7Ep7ohP6U/s1600-h/DSCF1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RbDe4oWHFHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OR7Ep7ohP6U/s400/DSCF1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021758649002300530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6290201913791202982-7863739761039679519?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7863739761039679519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7863739761039679519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7863739761039679519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7863739761039679519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-pity-something-right-now-i-told-you.html' title='My elephant'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RbDe4oWHFHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OR7Ep7ohP6U/s72-c/DSCF1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-9221480717922667300</id><published>2007-01-08T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:41:06.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is something cool *or at least for me it is*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the link from &lt;a href="http://pmmg1122.blogspot.com/"&gt;pam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Practical and Rational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/istj.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't afraid of hard work... or learning something completely on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting&lt;br /&gt;Business&lt;br /&gt;Civil Engineering&lt;br /&gt;Finance&lt;br /&gt;Health administration&lt;br /&gt;Law&lt;br /&gt;Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 52% Grown Up, 48% Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/mature-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've grown up a good bit, but you still have a way to go before you're emotionally mature.&lt;br /&gt;You have the skills to control your emotions, you just have to use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How Emotionally Mature Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blog Should Be Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourblogorjournalbequiz/purple.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an expressive, offbeat blogger who tends to write about anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to set blogging trends, and you're the most likely to write your own meme or survey.&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit distant though. Your blog is all about you - not what anyone else has to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 64% Spoiled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/spoiled-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty spoiled, but you probably don't think you're spoiled enough.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it, you're living the good life. Maybe a little too good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You Spoiled?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    Here is the funny part, it says that i should study accounting well in fact I am an accountancy student right now and I'm planning to shift course next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    We had these series of tests in Group Guidance this morning. Our guidance counselor interpreted them and it turned out that i should get computer science, technology, accounting or management because i had high scores in those fields. I actually got a perfect score in comsci. Yes, I am interested in computers but I am afraid of facing people that are already in superior in it. I know, I should try it because I enjoy computer and technology and I have also interest in it, but I will just take Management accounting. Accounting stuffs and computer stuffs are in the list of my choices since high school. If I'll combine them, i would go double major, but i don't like to be double-majored cause I will be under College of Arts and Sciences and I already love my CBA *college of business and accountancy* family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    The interpretation also says that I am under-achieving which means that I can do more than what i am doing right now becuase i had a superior IQ score but I only got an above average in my current academic performance . So, the guidance counselor says that I am just LAZY but I can actually do better. Everything she says is extremely correct! It says that I am dominant in things that I want. I push anything that i want to happen and I usually get what i want. AND take note, according to &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;blogthings&lt;/a&gt;, I am spoiled. See the picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-9221480717922667300?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/9221480717922667300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=9221480717922667300&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9221480717922667300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/9221480717922667300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/01/cool-things.html' title='cool things'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-803324440502277299</id><published>2007-01-06T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:11:19.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Likes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I really like starbucks' frappuccinno.  But unfortunately, we don't have starbucks here in Bacolod. uhh!. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/frapp123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 335px;" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/frapp123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And i just want to show you my dream dog. I like Scottish terriers very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/scottish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 339px;" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/scottish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-803324440502277299?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/803324440502277299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=803324440502277299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/803324440502277299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/803324440502277299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/01/likes.html' title='Likes'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-2021186057084040593</id><published>2007-01-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T09:10:12.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. If you could give just one word for '06 what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;~* changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are your favorite memories of '06?&lt;br /&gt;~* graduation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. From 1-10 how would you rate this year?&lt;br /&gt;~* 6! 2005 is way better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could change one thing about '06 what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;~* a lot, but I actually cannot change it that easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could rewind back to one moment in 2006, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;~* a lot also! Batch activities, and a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you make any new friends?&lt;br /&gt;~* yes, in college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think any of your friends have changed?&lt;br /&gt;~* yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you still have the same friends you had in the beginning of the year?&lt;br /&gt;~* uhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who would you say was your best friend overall this year?&lt;br /&gt;~* rose ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who are your CLOSEST friends?&lt;br /&gt;~* um, to name a few, joann, tinpo, herl, ong, philippe, khriza, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; (really? I consider you as a friend? Waaaa shame on me), a lot actually, my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; year in college, almost everyone is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have any regrets for this year?&lt;br /&gt;~* YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Has a lot changed in your life?&lt;br /&gt;~* YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think you have changed?&lt;br /&gt;~* I think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a New Year’s resolution? What is it?&lt;br /&gt;~* no I dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you had any heartbreaks this year?&lt;br /&gt;~* none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you break any?&lt;br /&gt;~* break what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2006, HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kissed anyone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hugged anyone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been out of state&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone on vacation&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Failed a class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been camping&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Ridden a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone snow boarding&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Played laser tag&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been out of the country&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed so hard it hurt&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had surgery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to a bonfire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Made smores&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Went tanning&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Prank called anyone&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] Chopped off a lot of your hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Broken any bones&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been in a physical fight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Played hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to a funeral&lt;br /&gt;[x] Said something to someone you wish you could take back&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to the circus&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shot a gun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Passed out&lt;br /&gt;[x] Played a sport&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been pantsed&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lost your voice&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone shopping&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cooked your own food&lt;br /&gt;[ ] played paintball&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone mudding&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Painted a room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lost weight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone four wheeling&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lost someone important to you&lt;br /&gt;[x] Slept for over 12 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise more?&lt;br /&gt;~* sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a better job?&lt;br /&gt;~* better grades, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to school/college?&lt;br /&gt;~* in college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit smoking?&lt;br /&gt;~* NEVER smoked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit Drinking?&lt;br /&gt;~* I don’t drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any other resolution? Or No resolution?&lt;br /&gt;~* no resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to Get married?&lt;br /&gt;~* No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a baby?&lt;br /&gt;~* neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a house?&lt;br /&gt;~* hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move out on your own?&lt;br /&gt;~* nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduate from school?&lt;br /&gt;~* no din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See your child graduate&lt;br /&gt;~* if i'll have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other major things going on?&lt;br /&gt;~* la naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lastly...&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any hopes for 2007?&lt;br /&gt;~* a LOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are they?&lt;br /&gt;~* no way! i can fill up pages if you'll ask me&lt;/span&gt;                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-2021186057084040593?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/2021186057084040593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=2021186057084040593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2021186057084040593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/2021186057084040593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-8088613073692036926</id><published>2007-01-01T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T09:10:33.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of '06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Huhuhu… :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bye 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Welcome 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First post for 2007, what can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2006 is not a good year for me, but it is not that bad. Many things had happened that I can consider it below average. But, I am so afraid to face 2007, which is the year of the pig. FYI, I am Chinese and we believe in zodiacs. Pig is the worst enemy of Snake, and I am a snake, which means that we are the most unlucky. Another thing, I will be turning 18 this year and I HATE it. I am so not happy of being in legal age. I don’t even like growing old. Now I miss my game boy. waaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-8088613073692036926?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/8088613073692036926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=8088613073692036926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8088613073692036926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/8088613073692036926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/huhuhu-bye-2006-welcome-2007-first-post.html' title='end of &apos;06'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3188971360277972640</id><published>2006-12-31T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T09:10:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    Wa! I am so happy right now! I just got the mail! I passed Business Management!! Yeay! I just got to think about accounting grades after that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    I am dying to visit &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;! I want to see&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Table_mountain"&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Table&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mountain&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western   Cape&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, South Africa. I want to see the famous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_leaf_tree"&gt;silver leaf tree&lt;/a&gt;. Can anyone bring me there? I will surely enjoy &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Egypt"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Egypt&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;North Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt; if given a chance. I want to visit the Great Pyramids of Egypt. I know it is difficult to go there but I am really interested with it. I am also planning to visit &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; but it is not number one in my list. The problem is, my uncle had already been to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and they are our travel companion every summer. He plans to visit &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; this summer, but if ever &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; pushes through, I won’t go with them. I’d rather go back to Hong Kong than &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I just don’t like Japanese, not that I hate them or something. I just don’t like their food and their fashion. I can’t wait till summer arrives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-3188971360277972640?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3188971360277972640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3188971360277972640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3188971360277972640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3188971360277972640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/wa-i-am-so-happy-right-now-i-just-got.html' title='My dream!'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6683648035255632901</id><published>2006-12-29T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T09:20:30.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    I was having a hard time signing in. Well, I am currently so down. I am so scared with my grades in business management. I was so stupid not to check the counting of the teacher and I ended up failing our one and only quiz. Now, I have to face reality, because it is grade giving time and my mail (which is suppose to be our report card) &lt;which&gt; has not arrived yet. That letter will gain me additional points but it is nowhere to be found. My classmates have already received theirs so I guess I am really failing. I still have a major problem to face. I don’t know how to explain it, but I’ll try to give details it later.&lt;/which&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/album/17"&gt;Click here to view more pics &lt;/a&gt;&lt;multiply&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/multiply&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;which&gt;&lt;/which&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://abigailgtc.multiply.com/photos/album/17"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RZRsOTyMpDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-Z2KpSfnORA/s200/DSCF1217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013751278254990386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    I am so tired right now that I can fall asleep in a wink. I just came from our NEXT Christmas reunion and I am dying! But, it was fun! We prepared the props for the games since December 19 and we inflated the balloons from 2-5PM today. My fingers were swelling because I and Geneveive were knotting the balloons. We were preparing for the balloon war. We had other games that were not the classic party games. They were partially different. The party itself was entertaining but I was a little annoyed with the noise. The room was so small that all of our long-kept conversations were echoing. It was just frustrating to see some people not joining the crowd. They were not cooperating that much and it was hard to convince them to join. The picture-taking madness was also fun! Everyone was so vain that we smile in all cameras if a person attempts in taking pictures. The party was really loud. I would like to attend another reunion in the future but not as an organizer, but as an ordinary guest. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;which&gt;&lt;/which&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6683648035255632901?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6683648035255632901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6683648035255632901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6683648035255632901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6683648035255632901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-was-having-hard-time-signing-in.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RZRsOTyMpDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-Z2KpSfnORA/s72-c/DSCF1217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6042169780402254307</id><published>2006-12-25T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T09:19:23.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I have mixed emotions right now! Argh! It is Christmas day, yet I feel empty. I have so much in mind. I think of unnecessary things, which I hate. I just got home from the Tiok Lim Christmas party. It was so disgusting, so boring. Again, I saw my Chinese classmates form high school that I normally see on Chinese gatherings (i.e. temple festivals and Chinese celebrations). And i also saw almost all chinese community in Bacolod. I just feel sad. I don’t know why. I am so disappointed this Christmas maybe because I am thinking of having classes again and receiving our prelim examinations grades. I am so terrified. I am thinking of writing about the significant events of 2006, but I guess I am so disturbed that I cannot. Maybe if I really am in the mood to write then I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:8;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6042169780402254307?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6042169780402254307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6042169780402254307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6042169780402254307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6042169780402254307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-mixed-emotions-right-now-argh-it.html' title='Christmas day'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-3528310610387666028</id><published>2006-12-24T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:59:18.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, I talk back about a person. Who does not? Neither of us is perfect. The thing is, few of us accept and admit the truth. Am I right? This is actually not quite an issue, it just popped into my mind :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah it is Christmas Eve, and I got a ‘timus timus’ or cellulitis as what it is properly called. But according to my readings, cellulitis sounds too severe so I prefer using the local term. The inflammation is not actually too huge, I didn’t even recognize it at first, but I’m not happy. Come to think of it, it is Christmas Eve and almost all drugstores are close. I have driven to five drugstores and they don’t have the medicine that I was looking for. What a Christmas! I am not enjoying Christmas! I am actually sad. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-3528310610387666028?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/3528310610387666028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=3528310610387666028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3528310610387666028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/3528310610387666028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-i-talk-back-about-person.html' title='My Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7976274799423263170</id><published>2006-12-19T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:57:52.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found out something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 9.75pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;I recently discovered that I am a deep thinker. I worry a lot. I don't find myself doing things that i don't plan carefully. I am not a risk taker. I do things which I think is right. I fight for what I think is right. I normally admit my mistake and take it as a lesson. I admit it because what good will happen if I deny things that is true to me? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know it becomes sarcastic if I think of other people’s error except mine, but I accept the truth that I also am not perfect. I also do what I hate about other people’s practices. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am sometimes a one sided person. I hate being that way but I can’t stop it. I am just open to say that I commit mistakes but it seems that I am mean. I just want people to also realize what they do, and not just what other people do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 9.75pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;I am very hard to please, hate to admit it, but it is true. I sound demanding and bossy at times but I just do what I think is right. I put my self in the right place and do what I should do. I normally alter to this character if I am given the responsibility, which usually happens. I just want to let people know my experience by putting themselves in my position. It is very hard to handle people that do not want to be handled. It is also difficult to ask someone’s help if he is not willing. It is complicated to fit in everyone’s tastes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It is impossible to please everyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 9.75pt;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-7976274799423263170?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7976274799423263170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7976274799423263170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7976274799423263170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7976274799423263170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-found-out-something.html' title='i found out something'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-7317277843937632517</id><published>2006-12-14T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:19:53.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high school</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    Yeah and I so miss my life back in high school, where I get to sleep in front of too many things to do cause they can be done in a 15 minute recess or a period in Chinese class. I miss the campus because I am familiar with almost everyone and everything. I am familiar with the cars at the lobby, I even know almost all of the drivers, I recognize the owners of the bags that wait with me at the lobby every afternoon, and I know almost all the security guards, the janitors and the personnel. I so miss my mostly-successful cram-studying that I usually do in our day to day quizzes, or simply the life that I really enjoy in high school. I miss the activities in Tay Tung, the contests, the Chinese new year celebration, the Mooncake festival and the loyalty week! I miss my stable classroom. I miss the people I see on a cycle. It is just not the same. My life now is so messy. I don’t like the reality that we have to change classrooms every subject that we take. I only enjoy Business Math class this semester. This is the only time I can reminisce my high school existence. I do the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-7317277843937632517?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/7317277843937632517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=7317277843937632517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7317277843937632517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/7317277843937632517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeah-and-i-so-miss-my-life-back-in-high.html' title='high school'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290201913791202982.post-6140723337160899574</id><published>2006-12-14T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:37:44.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my old blog is dull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RYC8o6UamEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kfk67xUjO14/s1600-h/DSCF11612+copy0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 252px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RYC8o6UamEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kfk67xUjO14/s320/DSCF11612+copy0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008210196671666242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    This is my new blog. I just think my old blog is boring and I’m hoping that this one will not be. I am not good in blog-making. I just write if I want to but mostly if I have nothing to do. But now, I’m usually busy. My oh-so-random url is inspired by what I am chewing right now. I have a canister of rock candy&lt;those&gt; that I bought from a friend that had a relative who came from the states. This candy is meaningful to me, as you can see, we eat this during Business Math and this caused my molar band to loose! It has 5 different colors with different tastes. Pinkish-red is cherry, yellow is banana, green is apple, orange is orange and brown is chocolate. I hate the banana! I gave it all to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; cause he loves it! I have two eating companions during Business Math, Khriza the “ scholar” and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; the “abnormal”. We usually eat HOT Nagaraya or Mr. Chips. We normally buy something to drink at the cafeteria before the teacher arrives. During ordinary days ( no quiz), we play Pusoy Dos or Tong-its in our desks. We sit at the back portion of the room so it seems that no one cares.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We recite all the time and we enjoy the subject! See how exciting Business Math is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290201913791202982-6140723337160899574?l=rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/feeds/6140723337160899574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290201913791202982&amp;postID=6140723337160899574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6140723337160899574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290201913791202982/posts/default/6140723337160899574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rockcandyepitome.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-old-blog-is-dull.html' title='my old blog is dull'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16329045551594617211</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/abigailgtc/DSC00116-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7JO8rkGxwfk/RYC8o6UamEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kfk67xUjO14/s72-c/DSCF11612+copy0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
