<?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-26913945</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:00:16.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*//..:: A Warm-Hearted Smile ::..//*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-115235483199181075</id><published>2006-07-08T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T03:33:52.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: SHS ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/anime_wallpapers-1148159677_i_8609_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/anime_wallpapers-1148159677_i_8609_full.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;School... misery... waking up early... TORTURE! I miss my cousins so much! Except Miguel (BWAHAHAHA!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened... I wasn't able to post because of school work! I ran for position in the Student Baranggay... I ran for treasurer. Unfortunatly I lost... No hard feelings really because I really didn't want to run in the first place. I was just forced by a pig named Karmela and a walking stick named Lisa. It was a fun and embarassing experience. I danced and sang in all the classrooms of gr.'s 4-6. I even sang in front of the whole grade school and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like my old section better than my present one... It seems like this school year is going to be boring. I like the section Esme better. The class isn't to discipline, the class isn't that serious and they have Catherine T., Carmina G. and Rebekah C.. In my opinion, those three girls are the best class clowns I ever had. They were my classmates last year. They were the reason why our class was so energetic and lively. They also have a good sense of humor... I miss gr. 4 Taal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little wierd though... Our school isn't co-ed which means we're all girls. Some gr. 6 students tell me that someone has a crush on me. I'm not a lesbian! But the idea that someone with the same gender has a crush on you is a little wierd. Actually 2 people have a crush on me. I know thier names but I'm not going to write it down... I don't really care if they have a crush on me. I will not, no, never have a crush on them in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! I'm already hungry and it's already dinner time so... until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-115235483199181075?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/115235483199181075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=115235483199181075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/115235483199181075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/115235483199181075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/07/ll-shs-ll.html' title='*ll..:: SHS ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114932443913882453</id><published>2006-06-03T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T01:47:19.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: Just got home from Tagaytay ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/1134533341_spureangel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/1134533341_spureangel.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will never forget the experience I had in Tagaytay! We stayed in a hotel called Taal Vista. I got closer to my cousins and I got to carry Mireya (She's very heavy and talkative).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went swimming during the first day of our stay in the hotel. It was very fun! We splashed at each other. We also tickled people while they were floating or swimming. Miguel kept on spitting everywhere. Mireya had fun splashing too. She liked the jumping part best. Mia was shy to dive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On our second day, we went to the breakfast buffet. Miguel was the one who ate most! He liked the Filipino food calle lugaw. After eating breakfast, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we went to TAAL VOLCANO!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To get there, we need a boat ride. To go in a boat ride, we had to pass by this "road" in a "forest part". Some parts of it are more of a dirt path. Sometimes there are small (very small) rocks covered in soil falling on top of the car. When we were 3/4 nere the bottom of Tagaytay, we saw a man in a motorcycle who happens to work for a place where we can boat ride, so we followed him. Finally after a very long moment of waiting, we reached the place. And so, we road in a boat and had a few laughs with the water splashing towards my face.When we reached the Island, we road a horse to get to the crater of the volcano. After a long, long, long period of galloping and horse poops, we reached the crater. We got a few pictures and road the horse again, went back into the boat until we're back in the hotel again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After going to the Taal Volcano, we had a very short rest. Then we went to Calleruega. Calleruega is a church said to be haunted because of a headless priest roaming around it. It was actually the second time I went there. It doesn't really look scary... In fact it was a lovely place. After going to Calleruega, we went home already. We didn't eat dinner outside... My parent just taked out some food from McDonalds and brought them to the hotel so we can eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our third is our last day in the hotel. I got to spend time with Mireya then we went to the Billiards to visit Mia, Miguel and kuya. But when we got ther, it turns out that Kuya was the only one there. So Kuya had to go back to the room and help look for Mia and Miguel with me, Daddy and Mireya. When we got to the room, we were surprised to see that Mia and Miguel were already there. So, we stayed in the room until it's time to check out. We played with Mireya, Mia and Miguel. I kept on taking videos and pictures. After some time, Tita Bembe and Tito Francis went back then we had to leave and check out. And so we did. We went back here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It just turned out that we are going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STORYLAND in SM FAIRVIEW later. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So I have to get ready already. Bye! Tell you what happened next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114932443913882453?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114932443913882453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114932443913882453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114932443913882453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114932443913882453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/06/ll-just-got-home-from-tagaytay-ll.html' title='*ll..:: Just got home from Tagaytay ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114911928210849513</id><published>2006-05-31T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:48:02.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: It's not that bad after all! ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haynako. It wasn't that bad after all. In fact, I enjoyed thier visit (actually they're still here) so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Thier names are: Tito Francis, Tita Bembe, Mia, Miguel and Mireya. I liked ate Mia! I know she's quiet and all... but, she's still fun to be with! Miguel spends most of his time playing the comp. and looking at my Tamagotci, he also enjoys watching movies. Mireya is still two years old. She is very wierd at times... she laughs at the movies even if she doesn't understand it! Well, she's still very young isn't she? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Mia sleeps with me and my sister. Miguel sleeps with my brother. My grandparents had to leave thier room for Tita Bembe, Mireya and Tito Francis to sleep in it. I didn't sleep very well last night! You see, we watched a movie called Nanny Mcphee. Then I took a bath and went back to the room to see a bug on the window! Mia and me were shouting and Miguel (after Mia) tried to squash it but instead it fell into the toy castle! haha. We waited for my father to finish take a bath and then he disposed it. After that, Miguel and Kuya were both busy playing the computer. When Kuya was already sleepy, he left Miguel to play the computer. The thing is... I was &lt;strong&gt;a little&lt;/strong&gt; shy to tell Miguel to close the computer... So... he stopped only when it was already midnight and I had to stand up and turn off the comp. myself because he doesn't know how! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Anyweiz... we're already packing our clothes and some are already taking a bath because we are going to tagaytay later! We're staying in Taal Vista! That's all for now! I have to take a bath already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114911928210849513?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114911928210849513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114911928210849513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114911928210849513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114911928210849513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/05/ll-its-not-that-bad-after-all-ll.html' title='*ll..:: It&apos;s not that bad after all! ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114900154737400896</id><published>2006-05-30T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T08:14:35.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: Oh No! My cousins from states are coming here! ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/a;lkdfj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/a%3Blkdfj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh!!! OH MY GOSH!!! I'm not an American! I'm not good in English! I'm a FILIPINO! Wah! Pinoy ako eh! Tapos kailangan ko maparusahan ng ganto! Why the hell do I need to be punished?! What did I do?! Well... it's not really punish... but... SPEAKING IN ENGLISH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOR WEEKS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?! Barok english ko eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyweiz... there's always a positive point of view! My cousins from America are coming for a visit. Not to mention that they're already on they're way here! My parents, grandpa and my brother &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;already went to the airport to fetch them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. WAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though all these things are happening so fast... I never forget that my cousins are bringing candies from America! So it's not such a bad thing after all!&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; CANDIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! One last thing... I got my hair trimmed! It's layered already! It's... just... VERY SHORT! I wanted to make it long actually... but... nevermind. It'll get long in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114900154737400896?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114900154737400896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114900154737400896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114900154737400896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114900154737400896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/05/ll-oh-no-my-cousins-from-states-are.html' title='*ll..:: Oh No! My cousins from states are coming here! ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114812027093161040</id><published>2006-05-20T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T03:17:53.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll::..Cleaning the House..::ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/1140743834_rittyangle.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/1140743834_rittyangle.1.jpg" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's such a relief to finish cleaning the house! I was exhausted by that unending job! We changed the order of the "Girl's Room". We cleaned the whole (trust me when I say whole) upper floor in one day! I think we're still goint to clean downstairs but I'm quite happy that my mom decided that we rest... even just for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of sorting out the books... it just turns out that i accidentally left my sister's diary on my brother's bed so as not to forget that it was not to be given away... but when we looked for it the other day, it's... GONE! I think somebody thaught that it was placed there to be given away and took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was in charge of sorting out the CD's. He finished early and left us doing the rest of the job and didn't even mind to ask if someone needed help! It's very unfair now that I think of it. He was the person who did least of us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was in charge of scrubbing and cleaning different CD cases. At first I offered her help but she said she wanted to do it alone. So I left her alone and let her do it. Hours later, she kept on calling me! She wants me to help her because her hands are already itching. I said I can't (which was perfectly true) because I was still busy with my job. In the end... she kept on asking for help that my mom got a little irritated and helped her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was the one who helped us when we are stuck. She gave advices and often scolds my sis for shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really exhauting but also fun in a wierd way... haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114812027093161040?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114812027093161040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114812027093161040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114812027093161040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114812027093161040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/05/llcleaning-housell.html' title='*ll::..Cleaning the House..::ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114705835731097543</id><published>2006-05-07T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:45:07.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: Just Quited My Guitar Lessons ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>I feel so relieved! I hated my guitar lessons and just a while ago... I QUIT! Goodbye guitar lessons!!! It wasn't easy though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When I woke up at 6 am, I stood up and went to the CR and changed my napkin(it's my period you see...) and went back to bed. I planned to sleep until 11 am when my guitar lesson is supposed to be over. But when it was already 9:30 am my brother (also taking guitar lessons but likes the teacher) woke me up!!! But even though I was already awake, I pretended that I am still sleeping. But I gave up because he kept on tickling me! But Even though he knew already that I'm awake, I won't get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He called my mom in the cellphone and my mom talked to me. She said I should give my teacher another chance. But I'm still not convinced. And so I kept saying no. My mom gave up in the end. She told me to explain to the teacher why I don't like to continue my guitar lessons and also told me to tell teacher Melissa (not my guitar teacher) to refund 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When my bro and I are already there, we looked for teacher Melissa and told her everything... I must say... I lied to her about the reason why I wanted to stop guitar lessons... I said it was because I liked piano better. The real reason is about my teacher... Teacher Melissa told us that the payment is not refundable but transferable. She said that earlier that day a parent was still looking for slots. So she said that the payment for me will be transfered to that student and that student will just pay my mom! PROBLEM SOLVED! GOODBYE GUITAR LESSONS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114705835731097543?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114705835731097543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114705835731097543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114705835731097543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114705835731097543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/05/ll-just-quited-my-guitar-lessons-ll.html' title='*ll..:: Just Quited My Guitar Lessons ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114690115869686293</id><published>2006-05-06T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T00:39:18.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: Currently Hating Guitar Lessons ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/1142469769_magicsmall123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/1142469769_magicsmall123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my entry about my mom enroling me to guitar lessons? Well, my first guitar lesson was last Wed., sorry for late news... It's not that I don't like playing the guitar... it's just the teacher... I don't like him much... He wants me to play perfectly and "minamadali niya ako!" (Sorry that one is in tagalog not english). You know what? I prefer females as teachers!!! You see, girls are more patient, understanding and kind than boys. WAH! I hate my guitar lessons!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114690115869686293?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114690115869686293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114690115869686293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114690115869686293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114690115869686293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/05/ll-currently-hating-guitar-lessons-ll.html' title='*ll..:: Currently Hating Guitar Lessons ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114620039594994529</id><published>2006-04-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:59:55.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: Guitar Lessons ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/1141451771_al_zelda_32314151.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/1141451771_al_zelda_32314151.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh!!!!! My mom wants to enrol me in summer classes!!! She wants me to study guitar... She wants me to study guitar before class starts so I won't have a hard time in my music lessons because our topic is playing the guitar in music... I really, really do want to learn to play the guitar though... I'm just scared that I won't learn playing it in time... I'm so scared!!! MY FIRST GUITAR LESSON IS TOMORROW ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I want to cry already!!! I wanted to play the guitar since I was 4 yrs. old... But I'm scared that I won't understand what my teacher teaches me and we will have to do it all again and again just because I don't get it!!! WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114620039594994529?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114620039594994529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114620039594994529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114620039594994529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114620039594994529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/04/ll-guitar-lessons-ll.html' title='*ll..:: Guitar Lessons ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114602397791831175</id><published>2006-04-25T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:04:33.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: Dedications ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/1142367532_icturescat123456789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/1142367532_icturescat123456789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much annika and rapunzel! Hope you can visit again... I miss you two and our other classmates already! I miss 4 taal!!!!!!!! I hope we can be classmates again on June 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Rapunzel: I'll never forget the promise I made to you that I will make you suffer when I am your Rt leader! BWAHAHAHA!!!! Just kidding... I won't do such a thing! Or will I? hahaha. I won't do that I promise. Cross my heart. Even if I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Annika: Hello my best friend! I really hope we will be classmates again... I'm looking forward to seeing your younger sister in school on June! Hope she's not as stubborn as her older sister... Jokez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Everyone in 4-Taal Batch 05-06: I love you 4-taal!!!!!!!!! Ito ang klase na naging pinaka maingay, magulo, maraming intriga, makulit at higit sa lahat masaya na klase na nakasama ako!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114602397791831175?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114602397791831175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114602397791831175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114602397791831175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114602397791831175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/04/ll-dedications-ll.html' title='*ll..:: Dedications ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26913945.post-114595301243775158</id><published>2006-04-25T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T23:59:19.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*ll..:: All About Me ::..ll*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/1600/cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6009/2798/320/cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hello! This layout was &lt;strong&gt;made by my sis&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/me/dietpepsi"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;http://blogskins.com/me/dietpepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You know what? &lt;strong&gt;My sis sometimes acts like a gay...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;She's actually a girl but she likes to act like a true gay...&lt;/strong&gt; She even &lt;strong&gt;leads some of our busmates to be gay girls&lt;/strong&gt;. Wierd right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can describe myself as someone who has dark complection (brown actually) but pretty and cute! I'm also intelligent... &lt;/strong&gt;I'm still in elementary though... I wonder if I can still be in the honors when I'm already in highschool... &lt;strong&gt;But I'm not a nerd&lt;/strong&gt;! I like singing and dancing &lt;strong&gt;(but I'm not really good at it... but I like doing it!)&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;I'm good at acting but shy to show it at school *guilty smile*&lt;/strong&gt;. I really wanted to join the drama club but I'm &lt;strong&gt;afraid of the audition&lt;/strong&gt;... I like reading books. But not school books! I like books like Harry Potter, Nancy Drew and the like. I'm interested &lt;strong&gt;to become a teacher&lt;/strong&gt; someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are&lt;strong&gt; 5 in the family&lt;/strong&gt;. I have 2 siblings. One brother one sister, I'm the youngest. My parents are doctors. My mom is a pediatritian and my father is a pediatric sergion. Both of my siblings are entering their first year in highschool on June. It's not that they're twins. My sis's old school (my present school right now) doesn't have a 7th grade but my bro's has. That's why they're entering highschool together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My father, brother and sister have light complection. My mother and I have brown skin...&lt;/strong&gt; I don't care though... I don't think white looks nice with my face... I like brown better. It's just that... It sometimes bother me that my classmates &lt;strong&gt;tease me&lt;/strong&gt; because of it. &lt;strong&gt;They say I'm adopted&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;It&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;does hurt my feelings&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26913945-114595301243775158?l=xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/feeds/114595301243775158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26913945&amp;postID=114595301243775158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114595301243775158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26913945/posts/default/114595301243775158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xsweetxmemoriesx.blogspot.com/2006/04/ll-all-about-me-ll.html' title='*ll..:: All About Me ::..ll*'/><author><name>mar_cookies35</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05971498104334605088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
