<?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-4311593345207995060</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:18:29.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's with vienna?</title><subtitle type='html'>..this is a blog made for you to know the updates of my life and of my affiliations..i hope you would have fun reading my posts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-4253950270590319726</id><published>2010-04-05T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:23:57.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CORRECTION.</title><content type='html'>..gosh.&lt;br /&gt;.never thought it'll take mo too long to notice a mistake on one of my past blog posts.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.remember my blog post about my birthday? let me rephrase my first sentence...&lt;br /&gt;.from this: ..it's such a shame that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll be write&lt;/span&gt; a blog about this,too late!!&lt;br /&gt;..to this...:.it's such a shame that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll be writing&lt;/span&gt; a blog about this,too late!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..haha!&lt;br /&gt;.oh and if you notice other corrections...inform me ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-4253950270590319726?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/4253950270590319726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/4253950270590319726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/04/correction.html' title='CORRECTION.'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-5914346956318542165</id><published>2010-03-08T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T03:10:16.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY(new song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone once told me that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you have to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What you win or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You can’t h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ave everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you take chances&lt;br /&gt;You might feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’cause love won’t set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can’t stand by the side&lt;br /&gt;And watch this life pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unhappy&lt;br /&gt;But safe as could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what it I break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge,&lt;br /&gt;My feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don’t care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I just trying to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be happy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on tightly&lt;br /&gt;just can’t let go&lt;br /&gt;just trying to play my role&lt;br /&gt;slowly disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these days&lt;br /&gt;They feel like they’re same&lt;br /&gt;Just different faces&lt;br /&gt;different place&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand by the side&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, no&lt;br /&gt;And watch this life pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what if i break down?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;my feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;don’t care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m just trying to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, happy&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it turns that I can see???&lt;br /&gt;This rope??&lt;br /&gt;Victim??&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if I break down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;My feet run out of ground&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;Don’t care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-5914346956318542165?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5914346956318542165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5914346956318542165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/03/happynew-song.html' title='HAPPY(new song)'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-5582205407946697194</id><published>2010-03-08T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:17:17.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 26,2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;..it's such a shame that i'll be write a blog about this,too late!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.but i guess it's still worthwhile,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..last &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;February 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.i celebrated my 15th year alive.well it's not as sentimental as my fourteenth year but it's quite a challenge on how to make it still a "happy" birthday.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..it started off quite as a usual day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.of course my classmates greeting me....waiting for that "treat" thing.....the ex-kappaz[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;JERLYN,ANDRE,IMAH,YAN,INDLE,RHOMZ,ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;] giving me gift as a tradition[thanks by the way] and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ANDRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; giving me an unexpected gift.[LOVE YOU GIRL!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..but further more...as the day started to run..things get a little more in a critical situation because of the craze about project submission....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.and to make my day a little more intense,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.surprisingly our english teacher gave as an activity about that silly impromptu speech...which really crushed me to the fullest since all the topics were really unexpected and they were all things i never thought she'd give....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..but not all nightmares end up as bad as it could.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..i was still lucky to get a praise from my teacher,it was quite a good gift.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..and then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.later that afternoon, i was stucked in the presence of my friends, well however much i try to forget about it..i still have to go to that "treat" part...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;....for that,we went at a fast food restaurant "jollibee" were we ate spagethi and burger......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.there my friends gave me birthday messages...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..i really can't remember them all but the thing that struck me the most is the never ending "lessen your childishness" thing.......every year, almost 3-5 persons tell me this...and this year, i'm not really counting, i think there was 3 or 4 persons?...well i just can't help it... "i'm only young once!" :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..since we were already out of the school, we took this chance to finish our project "book Binding" and after that we went back to our school to pass it.,it was so dark since it's already night time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and there i learned my first lesson as a 15 yrs. old girl.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ALL PUSSYCATS HAVE GLOW IN THE DARK EYES... :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..regards to the person who told me that!! [i'm such an ignorant!!]....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..after staying at the school for few minutes, of course we all went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.there i ate my birthday cake with my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..and the sad part is.......my mom went to all the bookstores in town and yet she can't still find the book i want for my birthday gift!!!...hmpft.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...but still...every door that closes leads to another open door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.although they were days late for gift giving&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..it's still heart warming for some of my classmates[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;JERLYN,AVERY,LEIZEL,ANGELO,P. D,and JADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;]to give a personalized t-shirt!!...it's incredibly unexpected...i super love you guys!!!!!!i'll treasure the shirt all my life!!! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..so that sums up my 15th february 26 here on earth!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-5582205407946697194?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5582205407946697194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5582205407946697194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/03/february-262010.html' title='February 26,2010'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-4674871738768378641</id><published>2010-01-28T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:06:03.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this day started quite boring for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;..it was as if there is no room for climax......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.but i guess i got the turning point at our mapeh time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;...our gorgeous teacher gave us two different activities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-the first one: to get an immunization for our coming quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-and the second one to ease the peer tensions in our class, which i'm going to elaborate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.our teacher asked us to hug whoever we wanted to say thank you or sorry with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.on my part...everything is quite nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;..there's a thing that really pulled my tears out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marijoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we've been friends since gradeschool but went on different cliques at highschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's really heart warming when she came to me to give me a hug and then she suddenly burst out crying. everybody was like "why? what happened?" but it's all tears of longing for a good friend.though i don't have regrets for the things i've done or for the group i prioritize way back in the beginning of highschool life. but i hope we become closer now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and i'd like to say thanks and sorry to the other persons who meant great importance to me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Andre,leizel....and the other ex-kappaz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R.A,..J.P...and the other juanitos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4311593345207995060-4674871738768378641?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/4674871738768378641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/4674871738768378641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-day-started-quite-boring-for-me.html' title='I LOVE MY FRIENDS'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-7043266943939707845</id><published>2010-01-22T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:57:39.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..new song</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjQyMjk4NDA5MDYmcHQ9MTI2NDIyOTg*NzkzNyZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/b/b5/46c036ad063f6c7769044abf1c4959.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw a man brought to life&lt;br /&gt;he was warm he came around like he was dignified&lt;br /&gt;he showed me what it was to cry &lt;br /&gt;Well you couldn't be that man I adored&lt;br /&gt;you don't seem to know - or seem to care what your heart s for&lt;br /&gt;I don't know him anymore&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing where he used to lie&lt;br /&gt;my conversation has run dry&lt;br /&gt;that's what's goin' on&lt;br /&gt;nothing's fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;br /&gt;lying naked on the floor&lt;br /&gt;illusion never changed&lt;br /&gt;into something real&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn&lt;br /&gt;you're a little late&lt;br /&gt;I'm already torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I guess the fortune teller's right&lt;br /&gt;I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light&lt;br /&gt;but you `crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care, I have&lt;br /&gt;no luck &lt;br /&gt;I don't miss it all that much&lt;br /&gt;there's just so many things&lt;br /&gt;that I can't touch&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing where he used to lie&lt;br /&gt;my inspiration has run dry&lt;br /&gt;that's what's goin' on&lt;br /&gt;nothing's right I'm torn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-7043266943939707845?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7043266943939707845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7043266943939707845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-song.html' title='..new song'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-8221583369416318843</id><published>2010-01-22T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:15:11.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..ahem.it's our FRI-DAY!!</title><content type='html'>..okay,so this is another late post...&lt;br /&gt;.this event happened yesterday...but it's worth a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.so,&lt;br /&gt;..every year our school launches an ALAY SA BELEN CONTEST where in the clas with the highest points get to be the ones to enjoy a whole day with no class..&lt;br /&gt;....and as usual we won again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the day started off quite exhausting..with us including our teacher Ms.Fat running arround the covered court..followed by an excellent photoshoot of this shots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPRrgyzyI/AAAAAAAAACI/Wq-si6a3srk/s1600-h/18641_107606095918446_100000071670760_195674_3548172_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPRrgyzyI/AAAAAAAAACI/Wq-si6a3srk/s320/18641_107606095918446_100000071670760_195674_3548172_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429809834649374498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPaEKRqKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZEuMcX_W0to/s1600-h/18641_107606119251777_100000071670760_195680_3275934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPaEKRqKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZEuMcX_W0to/s320/18641_107606119251777_100000071670760_195680_3275934_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429809978704767138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPgTdqUsI/AAAAAAAAACY/l0V_jso5dNc/s1600-h/18641_107606155918440_100000071670760_195690_4350851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPgTdqUsI/AAAAAAAAACY/l0V_jso5dNc/s320/18641_107606155918440_100000071670760_195690_4350851_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429810085891822274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPs4BqRtI/AAAAAAAAACg/7mL5ICjAmaU/s1600-h/18641_107606142585108_100000071670760_195686_1980839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPs4BqRtI/AAAAAAAAACg/7mL5ICjAmaU/s320/18641_107606142585108_100000071670760_195686_1980839_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429810301864920786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..all are professionaly posed right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so while we were all busy taking pictures we were also busy making our lunch...&lt;br /&gt;.while our other classmates spent time partying......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qQjDth-PI/AAAAAAAAACo/hIZfbuTkDn8/s1600-h/18641_107634335915622_100000071670760_196247_197527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qQjDth-PI/AAAAAAAAACo/hIZfbuTkDn8/s320/18641_107634335915622_100000071670760_196247_197527_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429811232714651890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..next is the native inspired eating time...&lt;br /&gt;.[we all love banana leaves]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qRMrf_EBI/AAAAAAAAACw/gJzEL8mrYGg/s1600-h/kain3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qRMrf_EBI/AAAAAAAAACw/gJzEL8mrYGg/s320/kain3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429811947769892882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qRXOLaDMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EdJWuWondDg/s1600-h/kain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qRXOLaDMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EdJWuWondDg/s320/kain2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429812128877513922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qReBTUfAI/AAAAAAAAADA/schjHjtD9n4/s1600-h/kain3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qReBTUfAI/AAAAAAAAADA/schjHjtD9n4/s320/kain3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429812245680126978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..after eating..us juanitos enjoyed partying!!&lt;br /&gt;.wOOOOOOH.....&lt;br /&gt;....with our pj's on&lt;br /&gt;.bOOOOOOH.....xD&lt;br /&gt;.....look at how fun it was to dance on our sleeping wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qSGD5lu0I/AAAAAAAAADI/eFl2Wty6ylQ/s1600-h/18641_107634379248951_100000071670760_196260_3349290_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qSGD5lu0I/AAAAAAAAADI/eFl2Wty6ylQ/s320/18641_107634379248951_100000071670760_196260_3349290_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429812933572279106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qSMUT-mkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wmWDplG8DOQ/s1600-h/18641_107634389248950_100000071670760_196263_4845664_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qSMUT-mkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wmWDplG8DOQ/s320/18641_107634389248950_100000071670760_196263_4845664_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429813041057143362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qSTS2K7mI/AAAAAAAAADY/RoUP8DqKj30/s1600-h/18641_107634409248948_100000071670760_196268_3589519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qSTS2K7mI/AAAAAAAAADY/RoUP8DqKj30/s320/18641_107634409248948_100000071670760_196268_3589519_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429813160922771042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and then we took a little break from partying,instead we had a little sentimental time with our adviser...&lt;br /&gt;.last thursday,our teacher asked me to make class prophecy and another classmate[r.a]to make the class marks...&lt;br /&gt;..those were read by two of my other classmates[uwee,yan2].&lt;br /&gt;.whic drew smiles upon my classmates faces..and put up tears on ms.fat's eyes...&lt;br /&gt;.this scenario is really unexpected since we're aware that our teacher is not the kind of person who'd cry that fast...&lt;br /&gt;.but she did.....for the love of st.john!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..okay..so that's our freeday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.i'm totally going to miss having freedays!!&lt;br /&gt;..when we leave school..but still..we have one more year to win!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-8221583369416318843?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8221583369416318843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8221583369416318843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahemits-our-fri-day.html' title='..ahem.it&apos;s our FRI-DAY!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1qPRrgyzyI/AAAAAAAAACI/Wq-si6a3srk/s72-c/18641_107606095918446_100000071670760_195674_3548172_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-3447910682732110086</id><published>2010-01-19T01:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:06:37.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..overwhelming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1WAsumozKI/AAAAAAAAACA/vj9jCPxVa2k/s1600-h/POS_Cover_HiRes-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/S1WAsumozKI/AAAAAAAAACA/vj9jCPxVa2k/s320/POS_Cover_HiRes-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428386431777688738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;.i'm too overwhelmed as of now...&lt;br /&gt;..just opened my tweeter acount and was surprised that the author of the prophecy of the sisters..Michelle Zink, followed me and replied on my last tweet about how amazing her book was!!!haha!! i just could'nt move out of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..she tweeted: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MichelleZink   @nAii26 So glad you enjoyed it, hon! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i know it's quite of just a simple tweet but it's really touching that an author would reply to such anonymous tweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and now,just to quite repay that kind act...let me tell you about the plot of her story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prophecy of the sisters is about two sisters that are going to find themselves stucked in the middle of a passed-through prophecy which involves a medallion, keys and contrasting roles for both sisters, Lia and Alice. the story also involves a boy, and a twist that is certain to make a difference on their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sister's awareness will start at the death of their father, the finding of an old weird book and the weird actions of one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..this book consists of about, as of what i know four more sequels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...try to read it, i'm sure you'll love it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-3447910682732110086?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/3447910682732110086'/><link rel='self' 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heart-lyrics</title><content type='html'>Take Another Little Piece Of My Heart - Dusty Springfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I make you feel&lt;br /&gt;Like you were &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the only man&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I give you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman possibly can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all the love I give you, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it's never enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show you baby that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a woman can be tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on, come on, come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Take it)&lt;br /&gt;Take another little piece of my heart, now baby&lt;br /&gt;(Break it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Break&lt;/span&gt; another little bit of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;my heart&lt;/span&gt;, now honey&lt;br /&gt;(Have a)&lt;br /&gt;Have another little piece of my heart now, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You know you've got it if it makes you feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, out on the street&lt;br /&gt;(On the street)&lt;br /&gt;And you know deep down in your heart&lt;br /&gt;That ain't right&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you never never hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cry at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can't stand the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me in your arms I say it again&lt;br /&gt;So come on come on, come on, come on and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Take it)&lt;br /&gt;Take another little piece of my heart, now baby&lt;br /&gt;(Break it)&lt;br /&gt;Break another little bit of my heart, now honey&lt;br /&gt;You'd better have a&lt;br /&gt;Have another little piece of my heart, now baby&lt;br /&gt;You know you've got it if it makes you feel good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better&lt;br /&gt;(Take it)&lt;br /&gt;Take another little bit of my heart, now baby&lt;br /&gt;(Break it)&lt;br /&gt;Take another little bit of my heart honey, now baby&lt;br /&gt;You'd better&lt;br /&gt;(Have a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have another little piece of my heart&lt;/span&gt;, now baby&lt;br /&gt;You'd better, take it&lt;br /&gt;Take another little bit of my heart, now baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-8892826299086824178?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8892826299086824178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8892826299086824178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-another-little-piece-of-my-heart.html' title='take another little piece of my heart-lyrics'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-7314289558141884987</id><published>2009-12-15T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:22:44.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..christmas tree making?</title><content type='html'>..woooh!!&lt;br /&gt;.i just arrived from school after putting my energy for a really large Christmas tree in our school....&lt;br /&gt;..this is because the st.john A.K.A the tres juanitos or the most outstanding creatures in S.O.L.S had been selected to do the honors or most likely to be in the misery of bringing our Principal's dreams to life,&lt;br /&gt;..at first it really seems hard but as we started it awhile ago it's actually quite fun..except for the sun of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..we had been all busy tying plastic bags into the tree and the best part of it is having to go up a really tall stairs....though it's quite scary, it's really funny to hear your classmates or even yourself screming for help ["AaAAaHHh....!!!"; "just tell my parents that i love them!!!!!" "aHh! no!! don't move!! nOOOO!!!" or even "oh my god" in a really squeeky voice!!!!...xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..then after all the hard works we've put on it..&lt;br /&gt;.we were all caught up with the music that the freshmen are playing....&lt;br /&gt;..many were dancing, singing, laughing, running.....or even judging the dance that the freshmen is preparing for their projects!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then,&lt;br /&gt;.when we all decided that we all want to go home...our dearest principal made a little comment on our work...&lt;br /&gt;..saying that "it's great if you're going to do this." (while demonstrating something using the garlands) and we were all like "yes sister" "that's great"...&lt;br /&gt;...and we all calm down when she finally said "you can continue that tomorrow".................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..yup, there will be another tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;.and we're about to continue on the tallest part of the tree!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;..wish us luck...&lt;br /&gt;.and hope none of us fall!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-7314289558141884987?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7314289558141884987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7314289558141884987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tree-making.html' title='..christmas tree making?'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-6617695956462980635</id><published>2009-12-10T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:47:12.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..ME?</title><content type='html'>..hmpft.&lt;br /&gt;...now i've realized how hard it is to become me,&lt;br /&gt;.to become vienna..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..first you'd have to master the essence of pretending.&lt;br /&gt;-like being able to smile through tough times.&lt;br /&gt;-then you'd have to stay with the persons you incredibly hate.&lt;br /&gt;-you even have to say no to all the things that really meant great to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..some times you'd even have to cope up with the worse case scenarios&lt;br /&gt;-your friends disappointing you.&lt;br /&gt;-or different persons bugging you about different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and then you would have to give up lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;-great opportunities&lt;br /&gt;-and even the things or persons that's really important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but i'll never give up.&lt;br /&gt;.no i'll not!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......kip doing what you're doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-6617695956462980635?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/6617695956462980635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/6617695956462980635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/12/distancia-amigo.html' title='..ME?'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-1155714735645559749</id><published>2009-12-01T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:56:16.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..intramurals...'09-'10</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..last week&lt;br /&gt;.the school of our lady of la salette..launched our annual sports feast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..to start of&lt;br /&gt;.we all had a mass.,&lt;br /&gt;..where in the 'tres juanitos' together with the other section and the choir members solemnly[?] lead the whole student body to the singing of the mass songs..due to public demand...xD; as sister beth called us.."the treasures of the school".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.then, right after the mass, we were all instructed to prepare for the very historical parade..or as i would like to call.."stroll"...well, it just so happen that instead of doing the traditional motorcade we all just took a few steps and gathered to our so called covered court..&lt;br /&gt;.there, we were all astonished by our pretty muses and unbelievably handsome escorts,&lt;br /&gt;..the presentation of the muses and escorts were followed by the torch lighting which was always controversial for the higher levels...murmurs like this was heard during this event..[in filipino language] "why him/her?".."they're the captain ball.".."them?"..a pause will be made because of a deep realization.."yeah they deserve it.".......&lt;br /&gt;.after lighting the torch..&lt;br /&gt;.all captain ball will be called for the..i'm not sure of the term..but this is where they reach for the ball and see who catches it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..after standing that long.,&lt;br /&gt;..different events and booths are now started.,&lt;br /&gt;.one of the most famous booth is the KANLUNGAN's cineme booth..where in different movies are showed...&lt;br /&gt;.but as i said earlier other events are also started..&lt;br /&gt;.first stop...&lt;br /&gt;..volleyball and basket ball game..&lt;br /&gt;..the volleyball game seemed okay for me..since all efforts are acknowledged..&lt;br /&gt;..unfortunately for the basketball game..all efforts seemed to be wasted...for the cheerers of course... the game had really been a crap...so much for a happy ending?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so the next day.&lt;br /&gt;...the second day is usually where all things start to heat up.&lt;br /&gt;..this day..&lt;br /&gt;.i went very busy..joining this and that..&lt;br /&gt;.volleyball....scrabble...badminton..&lt;br /&gt;.it's a really big shock that i still have the energy to proceed with our cheering practices..&lt;br /&gt;..well, thanks to the stress removing acquaintances that i had.........picture taking always makes things better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxThSJmrWXI/AAAAAAAAABA/Q3do1H_W51Q/s1600/100_4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxThSJmrWXI/AAAAAAAAABA/Q3do1H_W51Q/s320/100_4291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410196754310846834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..yup, we definitely had fun doing this..here's another of our shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTh7y9DQ0I/AAAAAAAAABI/-8vpvlfe77I/s1600/100_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTh7y9DQ0I/AAAAAAAAABI/-8vpvlfe77I/s320/100_4321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410197469785178946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTiQiw2-DI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4zqhtN9aMTQ/s1600/100_4324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTiQiw2-DI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4zqhtN9aMTQ/s320/100_4324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410197826216327218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..after this..we all proceed to our death defying cheering practices..&lt;br /&gt;..where in another stunt was added by our loving moderator ms. angie....&lt;br /&gt;.a really big good luck since this will be our last practice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the next day,&lt;br /&gt;..the day most of us is waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;.....the presentation day for the mass demonstration of the elem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTj-mGsD4I/AAAAAAAAABY/gMeap7eJGy8/s1600/100_4345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTj-mGsD4I/AAAAAAAAABY/gMeap7eJGy8/s320/100_4345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410199716898803586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and the most awaited cheering competition for the high school,,,&lt;br /&gt;..here's a bit of how we've prepared for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTl_tbQDGI/AAAAAAAAABg/NFuzynWC9UE/s1600/100_4328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTl_tbQDGI/AAAAAAAAABg/NFuzynWC9UE/s320/100_4328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410201935067221090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..doing make-ups and hair-do's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTmrLH1uuI/AAAAAAAAABo/oB4PU_NAvjU/s1600/100_4341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTmrLH1uuI/AAAAAAAAABo/oB4PU_NAvjU/s320/100_4341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410202681773243106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the finish product..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTnDj2E-lI/AAAAAAAAABw/w8Gs7nT30WI/s1600/100_4340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxTnDj2E-lI/AAAAAAAAABw/w8Gs7nT30WI/s320/100_4340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410203100726491730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and when..this was done..&lt;br /&gt;...all of us went bored until the championship games started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and today,the winners were announced.&lt;br /&gt;..hurray for the blue eagles!!&lt;br /&gt;..-so far dominant!!&lt;br /&gt;..lab ya guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-1155714735645559749?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/1155714735645559749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/1155714735645559749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/12/intramurals09-10.html' title='..intramurals...&apos;09-&apos;10'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/SxThSJmrWXI/AAAAAAAAABA/Q3do1H_W51Q/s72-c/100_4291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-6042189543451097430</id><published>2009-11-20T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:17:19.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..disappointments</title><content type='html'>...hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;..have you ever been in a situation when even someone whom you really trusts disappoints you in the most unexpected way?&lt;br /&gt;.that's the thing that i've noticed lately.....&lt;br /&gt;..everyday...since the start of the week,i've been continuously disappointed in many different situations by many different people.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i'm sure this isn't something that is planned&lt;br /&gt;.but i couldn't see why it keeps on happening,&lt;br /&gt;..i just think of it as something that will result to a greater thing...&lt;br /&gt;[i'll be needing all the lucks]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but in spite of all the disappointments that kept bothering me,&lt;br /&gt;..i'm still very thankful&lt;br /&gt;.that i have my friends to be there for me[well,of course the real ones]&lt;br /&gt;..and i'm sure they won't be disappointing me........&lt;br /&gt;.and that they will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg3ODc4MTkxMjUmcHQ9MTI1ODc4NzgyNjg3NSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTE=.gif" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/6042189543451097430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/11/disappointments.html' title='..disappointments'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-2409200818715399308</id><published>2009-11-20T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:42:16.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G-O eagles GO!!!</title><content type='html'>..urgh!!&lt;br /&gt;..cheer leading practices are so exhausting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.try doing egg rolls over and over again.............&lt;br /&gt;..good thing it's really worthwhile!!&lt;br /&gt;.and it's fun interacting with the other students!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..actually,&lt;br /&gt;.we're still very lucky to have ms.angie as our instructor!!&lt;br /&gt;..she's totally cool!!&lt;br /&gt;...and really approachable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i just hope..we do good at the presentation day!!&lt;br /&gt;..that's for all the groups of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..hmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;.can't wait to start our intramurals!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-2409200818715399308?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/2409200818715399308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/2409200818715399308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/11/g-o-eagles-go.html' title='G-O eagles GO!!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-7242730448380146033</id><published>2009-11-17T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:54:46.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..the nicest things about having friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.you have a shoulder to lean on when we cry.&lt;br /&gt;2.you never run out of a hand to help.&lt;br /&gt;3.you always have a backup.&lt;br /&gt;4.your secrets are kept on a living treasure chest, with no maps to find it.&lt;br /&gt;5.if your broke,you have lots of piggy banks to crack.&lt;br /&gt;6.doing homeworks are a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;7.if you're sick, somebody's there to act as nurse.&lt;br /&gt;8.if someone criticized you, there is someone to say "never mind them"&lt;br /&gt;9.if you tripped into something, someones gonna catch you&lt;br /&gt;10. and most importantly, you will never run out of cute naughty angels behind your ears, whispering lots of compliments,bringing lots of fun and most importantly, carrying a stone to throw to those who piss you off.&lt;span style="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/4311593345207995060-7242730448380146033?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7242730448380146033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7242730448380146033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-you-should-never-tell-girl.html' title='..the nicest things about having friends'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-8149687733545492522</id><published>2009-11-10T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:27:49.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..my realizations</title><content type='html'>..this past days,since we've been back from our vacation.,&lt;br /&gt;..i have realized 3 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTc4NDM2NzE5MTUmcHQ9MTI1Nzg*MzY3OTAwNSZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/3/39/171ac906796d82440e9ff1db4777b7.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this thought came up to me while i was simply staring at the wall, i think through what i have been doing for the rest of my life and concluded that i've been a numskull and it's simply because i have been trying my best to fit into someone's life which is incredibly pointless because it is better for someone to like you without putting much effort into changing rather than present yourself with much glitters and still look the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTc4NDM5NzU4MDImcHQ9MTI1Nzg*Mzk4MjgyMiZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/f/f4/e309e6e33de7ba92680c046561c9b1.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this is something i'm really familiar with but always find it irrelevant, and now, i have proven it's essence, it's just like solving a math problem using a complicated formula when you can just simply add it to get the answer..and this is what kept on happening, i've been into lots of problems lately and found myself devastated in the end and now i realize that the best way to solve those problems,is to simply ignore then forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTc4NDQ4NjA4NzUmcHQ9MTI1Nzg*NDg2OTA2NyZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/1/14/f616a06fab9821db187029c44d65a1.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this one i just came up with this very minute,but i've been thinking for the right words thoroughly,this is because of some criticism i got from big-headed persons,at first i felt really down with their perceptions of me but then i remembered what i've read from the phenomenal book 'sophie's world' that people have different perceptions and those perceptions vary from what kind of persons they are and for those who hate me...awwwhhh.."such a looser"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-8149687733545492522?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8149687733545492522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8149687733545492522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-realizations.html' title='..my realizations'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-8611598795706903697</id><published>2009-10-28T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:50:50.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..what i love about halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTY3ODQzNzg5MDkmcHQ9MTI1Njc4NDUxMDI4OCZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*xJm89ODE1NmM3Y2NkNGNlNDJmYzhlNmE1ZGY5ZTRmYTdkMzg=.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/5/56/dbeccad6939c14aba8741041308b5f.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..what i love about halloween is that it also means SEM-BREAK for us students!![yipee!!]&lt;br /&gt;.well,yesterday was the last day of our school!!hurray!!&lt;br /&gt;.,after we had our COCC all of us were like shouting "yehey!!sem-break na! pwede na mag pc!!"..."makakatulog na ko magdamag!!" "di na gigising ng maaga".."mamimiss ko kayo!!"...&lt;br /&gt;..wahaha.,&lt;br /&gt;..but it's just a short period of time.,&lt;br /&gt;.its just for six days[para lang tayong binagyo]!!&lt;br /&gt;..and the worst part is.,&lt;br /&gt;..exams are coming!!&lt;br /&gt;..hmpft!!&lt;br /&gt;...i guess we just have to live this sem-break to the fullest!!&lt;br /&gt;..hope we can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..enjoy your halloween!!&lt;br /&gt;,don't forget to pray for our departed loved ones!!&lt;br /&gt;..hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTY3ODQ2MDk2NDEmcHQ9MTI1Njc4NDYxNjYwMSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MTU2YzdjY2Q*Y2U*MmZjOGU2YTVkZjllNGZhN2QzOA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/6/MZ347.gif" alt="Happy Halloween" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;New Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-8611598795706903697?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8611598795706903697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/8611598795706903697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-i-love-about-halloween.html' title='..what i love about halloween'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-5882186057849119862</id><published>2009-10-28T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:25:29.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..jumping madness.,</title><content type='html'>..yesterday,us juanitos found ourselves enjoying the fun of not having classes.,&lt;br /&gt;.it started of by just sitting around talking to each other.,&lt;br /&gt;until we saw the greatness of having so many rubber bands.,&lt;br /&gt;.so at first.,we had fun playing a game called "moon" wherein we throw rubber bands.,&lt;br /&gt;.,we had fun adding so many obstacles in the game and cheering for each other every time we win.&lt;br /&gt;..but we got tired of it&lt;br /&gt;.,that's why we just tied all the rubber bands together to form a some kind of garter that we used to play the jumping game called "chinese garter".,&lt;br /&gt;..we formed two teams and chose jelaii and batchaii to be the mothers or the team captain.,&lt;br /&gt;i was part of romelyn's group but unfortunately.,&lt;br /&gt;.we found ourselves loosing at the time we got to the bending part.,[so much for a happy ending!!] but still having fun is the most important right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but our jumping madness didn't end there.,&lt;br /&gt;we also played ten-twenty.,&lt;br /&gt;.with,of course new groups.,&lt;br /&gt;..and this time.,&lt;br /&gt;..we found ourselves leading the game.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but of course all good things comes to an end.,&lt;br /&gt;.when it was time for our lunch break.,&lt;br /&gt;.we decided to cut the game of.,&lt;br /&gt;...and give ourselves a chance to splurge on our lunches!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-5882186057849119862?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5882186057849119862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5882186057849119862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/jumping-madness.html' title='..jumping madness.,'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-5700270994773313115</id><published>2009-10-26T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T03:14:04.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..pretenders must go to hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTY1NTE5OTU5ODQmcHQ9MTI1NjU1MjAwMjE4NyZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*x.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/8/8b/e6900a466878fbc6bc4e27efe6e57d.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;  &lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yup.,i love what my teacher ms.rivas told us this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and i do hate pretenders!![though i could be one at times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.well.,i felt the need to blog it since as far as i can observe....i am evidently surrounded by many of them.,&lt;br /&gt;..[and i'm aware of that]&lt;br /&gt;.it's not really bothering or else so.,but it's really awful that others will be pretending just to hide what they're really feeling or what they are aiming for.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so mind those people.,take note of this.,&lt;br /&gt;.,i'm ready to kill for the sake of world 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-1596042964605504763</id><published>2009-10-26T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:46:45.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..and it's donE</title><content type='html'>..yesterday we went to get our class cards.,&lt;br /&gt;....and unfortunately.,for me..just as i've expected.&lt;br /&gt;..my grades fluctuated[in math and chem]&lt;br /&gt;.that's why.,sadly i'm not a part of the top ten anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.but it's okay..&lt;br /&gt;..it's my friends naman who entered in exchange of me.&lt;br /&gt;..and i know that there's a reason why that heppened,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and besides.,&lt;br /&gt;..it's not too late to catch up.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.if i could!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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near!!&lt;br /&gt;...i'm so excited.,&lt;br /&gt;.it's been a long time since i last saw her!!&lt;br /&gt;..but.,unfortunately.,&lt;br /&gt;..she wouldn't be staying at our house.,&lt;br /&gt;.i think she's going straight to our provincial house!!&lt;br /&gt;..but still.,she's going to be staying for a very long time.,&lt;br /&gt;.,so i got all the chances i'm looking for!!&lt;br /&gt;..though i'm really looking forward to seeing her this instant!!&lt;br /&gt;..but i know,that's really impossible.,&lt;br /&gt;..since we only have few days of sem-break.,and exams are sure to come after that!!&lt;br /&gt;.hmm.,i have to please my mom and dad.,to convince them that it's okay if we'd go see her!!hmm.,i hope i'll succeed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com/?myspace-countdown-clocks"&gt;&lt;OBJECT 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grandma!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-7509977016945138413</id><published>2009-10-22T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:23:21.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..i love this song!!</title><content type='html'>Avalanche-Marie digby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when do you come around?&lt;br /&gt;And the temperature’s changed, nothing’s the same&lt;br /&gt;Left me in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;You don’t see me that way, touch me that way no more&lt;br /&gt;When you get so cold&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure just how much longer I can hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me standin’ at the bottom of this mountain that we’ve made&lt;br /&gt;(Mountain that we’ve made)&lt;br /&gt;And the ground is shakin’ from all of our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(All of our mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no one, but then&lt;br /&gt;The ice is in our way&lt;br /&gt;It’s a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;We can rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;What my heart must do for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryna break through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s leave the past&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see what’s up ahead&lt;br /&gt;Why do we stay, watching us fadin’&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in by regret&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way out, and there’s no way in, no&lt;br /&gt;And it’s so cold&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure just how much longer I can hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me standin’ at the bottom of this mountain that we’ve made&lt;br /&gt;(Mountain that we’ve made)&lt;br /&gt;And the ground is shakin’, from all of our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(All of our mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no one, but then the ice is in our way&lt;br /&gt;It’s a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;We can rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;What my heart must do for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryna break through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s leave the past&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bond is breaking&lt;br /&gt;And it’s taking over my spirit&lt;br /&gt;(Quickly, quickly)&lt;br /&gt;Something’s shifted&lt;br /&gt;Have we drifted too far, apart now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;What my heart must do for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryna break through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think it’s worth the chance?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s leave the past&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;And where do we stand? (Where do we stand?)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, oh, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pull through this avalanche?&lt;br /&gt;(Avalanche, avalanche, yeah, this avalanche, avalanche, avalanche, oh)&lt;br /&gt;Avalanche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-7509977016945138413?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7509977016945138413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7509977016945138413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-this-song.html' title='..i love this song!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-977765057659688107</id><published>2009-10-22T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:50:33.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..must've been walking</title><content type='html'>..awhile ago.,the harmony babies decided to take a walk[again] due to betch's idea.,&lt;br /&gt;..but individually,i highly prefer not to,i find it tiring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and luckily for me.,&lt;br /&gt;.i was not only the one who likes to ride the tricycle.,&lt;br /&gt;.that's why,me,together with yan2 and the others rode a tricycle home....[kill joys?!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.and how fortunate are we to ride a "super fast and well maintained tricycle"[in what way?]&lt;br /&gt;..we should have just walked!!ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..well,if you think it through, it's actually a good thing that we did it!!&lt;br /&gt;[more time for resting!!]&lt;br /&gt;..ahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-977765057659688107?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/977765057659688107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/977765057659688107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/mustve-been-walking.html' title='..must&apos;ve been walking'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-689732377626581510</id><published>2009-10-22T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:41:12.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..gift giving excitement!!</title><content type='html'>..there's still about one more month and few more weeks before christmas.,&lt;br /&gt;.but due to public demand and unexpected excitement..&lt;br /&gt;..the potato madness, picked the names of the lucky gift receiver that we ought to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..this happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;.,at our Filipino time., and had been repeated exactly three times!!that is because of unexplainable rejections!![wahaha!!pis!!]..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..we've been all informed with everyone's wants..&lt;br /&gt;..uhmm for me???[pwd na house and lot&lt;kidding&gt;] anything colored violet[crayons not accepted]!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and.,do you want a hint of whom i picked?!!&lt;br /&gt;.."she's an outrageous kind of girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[broad isn't it?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-689732377626581510?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/689732377626581510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/689732377626581510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/shouldve-been-walking.html' title='..gift giving excitement!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-4805863435972097666</id><published>2009-10-21T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T01:53:19.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..so not worth it,.</title><content type='html'>..this past few days i've beeen really bothered by the way other people[?] act.&lt;br /&gt;..now i've just realized that you're clearly not worth my attention,&lt;br /&gt;.nothing is more odd than the way you act,but i hope you'll pass through it!!&lt;br /&gt;.so i wish you a goodluck in your life&lt;br /&gt;..annnd i promise myself to keep my attention,only to those who are worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[don't mind this]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-4805863435972097666?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/4805863435972097666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/4805863435972097666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-not-worth-it.html' title='..so not worth it,.'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-3224570332175574349</id><published>2009-10-21T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:15:56.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..walking marathon!!</title><content type='html'>..this day; the harmony babies decided to strut our way home;&lt;br /&gt;.and instead of the usual banana Q and softdrinks ritual;we've decided to splurge on mirengues, making our teeth turn pink[kewL]!!&lt;br /&gt;..and not only do the harmony babies ruled the streets,rather we've been accompanied by the st.matthew boys!!..[move back!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..walking with our enormous bags have been really exhausting, so here comes the new way of carrying your body bags{insert your head on it..that's not really it!!}haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but unfortunately; walking ended so easily!!&lt;br /&gt;..[byye-bye!!]awhh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-3224570332175574349?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/3224570332175574349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/3224570332175574349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-marathon.html' title='..walking marathon!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-7139550843184882942</id><published>2009-10-21T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:12:45.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..no i'm not!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;.."PIKON?".,me? since when?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..it started wid the game pass the message,which i 'stupidly' accepted the offer to be the it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...,well they've given me three chances to catch whoever the message will be passed,and on the last chance,i am so able to catch shiela but unfortunately.,this obliviously helpful bernard moved her fingers, causing confusion on me!! and i tried to deffend myself but they started teasing me as pikon!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.."no body's perfect"so whats the problem?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..wahaha!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..any ways;it really isn't a big deal!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..BLEH!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-7139550843184882942?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7139550843184882942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/7139550843184882942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-im-not.html' title='..no i&apos;m not!!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-5618298361804518514</id><published>2009-10-21T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:05:34.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..patentero mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;..it's been a long time since we've played during break time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.,and now we've taken it to the next level!!;we're playing even if there's classes!![LOL]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.but although it had been a long time since we last played..the "pm"[poTato madneSS] together with mike[spexal menxon?] still  reigns the competition!!wahaha!!so much for you "sg's"[ultra S.]..wahaha!in your face!!{XD}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..well.,lets see who'll win the game next time!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;["pm" ofcourse]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-5618298361804518514?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5618298361804518514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/5618298361804518514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/patentero-mode.html' title='..patentero mode'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BILjEd5wjt4/Stw7DJq8eJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTi9pv1ReQs/S220/o7.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311593345207995060.post-9211727296913661294</id><published>2009-10-19T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:19:50.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..where's my shoe?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;..the day had been quite a joy for me,until.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.it was our Filipino time and i was comfortably playing with my shoes,when suddenly,our teacher,sir JM,with his rules,saw that i wasn't wearing my shoes the way it's suppose to be,and unfortunately for me,he confiscated it,leaving me with only one shoe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.and as my misery continues, we were instruct to put wax on the floor and as for me,i did it barefooted with ofcourse, much of teasing from my loving classmates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.and if not for my closest friends,i wouldn't be able to have it again!![tnx to mae,ana and others!!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..now, my only problem is how to tell this unfortunate and yet funny story to my mom!![wish me luck!!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4311593345207995060-9211727296913661294?l=watswidvienna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/9211727296913661294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4311593345207995060/posts/default/9211727296913661294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watswidvienna.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-my-shoe.html' title='..where&apos;s my shoe?!'/><author><name>naii26</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258059862502222254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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